#fred lives au

[lidera-aro]

I wanna see a time travel fic, but not Percy traveling even though he is a main character.

I wanna see golden trio(or Weasley siblings) going back in time. They make a new identity, which does gets some suspicious looks from few people but works anyway because I’m pretty sure whole family tree of magical world(pureblood family) is one big circle at this point. Oh, do I look like your younger brother Ron? I’m pretty sure my great-great-grandfather was married to one of the Weaselys.

Percy doesn’t recognize them first, because war changed them all. Not face or physique(though it definitely did in that sense too), but about their whole demeanor and eyes that carries trauma and scar of the war. It reminds him so much of his parents and uncles he doesn’t question them about it much. But as the time goes on, he can’t help but find that little trio who smiles so brightly in them that he can’t ignore his ‘theory’ anymore.

Long story short, I want four of them to go on Hocrux hunting(Because there is no way I am letting you go on that alone, I’m your older brother. No, it doesn’t matter you are adult now) and while Percy gets to know more about the trios(because they are much more mature and therefore is more used to serious conversations) the trio also learns a lot about Percy.

Percy is a baby compared to them right now, and they can’t help but notice how he’s nervous, how he worries about them, his protectiveness, etc

Also there is one scene where Harry off-handily mentions that Percy would’ve done good in Slytherin(which trio doesn’t think about much after whole Albus Severus thing) but then Percy takes it as offense because right now, to his knowledge, that is an insult.

I want for both sides to get comfort from this whole experience because to Percy, they are just bigger versions of his brother(and who he considers someone under his care) who he should look after, and to trio Percy is just a kid.

Percy is DEFINITELY salty about trio going alone to hocrux hunting, though. His respect for Dumbledore dropped that day(Because that was children, my younger brother. No, I know it was for greater good, I don’t like that he sent three children alone)

[ophliee]

I think we as a society moved on too fast from her.

TLT is correct it’s been so long since I’ve seen a relevant mom character in this franchise.

Consider this Fnaf au but the only difference is she exists and she kinda silly.

(Good ending cause seeing disheveled women makes me upset :’

[thelesbododo]

Can you guess the au?

Ref under the cut

[aslightlydifferentchristmascarol]

Fred: Raise your hand if you’ve ever felt personally victimized by Ebenezer Archibald Scrooge. Fred: [raises hand] Cratchit: [raises hand] Mrs. Cratchit: [raises hand] Tim: [raises hand] Amelie: [raises hand] Marley: [raises hand] Belle: [raises hand] Scrooge: [raises own hand]

[justice-for-jacob-marley]

The main male cast of my AU, plus the all-important three ghosts.

[nemmet]

happy mermay everyone — i’m so excited to finally share the fraphne mermaid au i’ve had on my mind since forever!!! 🩵💜

please see below the cut for an explanation of the basic premise! :D

daphne is the black sheep youngest daughter of a rich family. while staying at her parents’ lavish beach house for the summer, she spends her days exploring coastal caves, learning about local myths and searching for people to share her passions with. she has an unshakeable belief in the supernatural, and has been especially fond of mermaids ever since she was a child. as an aspiring mystery solver, she instantly goes to investigate when news spreads that fishing nets are going missing from boats, eventually leading her straight to the culprit — the real-life mermaid of her dreams.

fred is a lot like ariel from the little mermaid: he is fanatical about humanity and all the weird and wonderful objects they possess. he lives alone in an underwater cave, where he collects nets, scrap metal and all sorts of other items that have been dropped to the ocean floor. most commonly, he’ll find ways of combining the things he finds to create elaborate contraptions (to varying degrees of success). his relationship with daphne begins with him simply asking her to explain how certain objects work (like her flashlight and camera), but it eventually blooms into the true friendship that both have been needing all their life.

i plan to doodle and possibly write some more for this au in the future, but for now i really hope you like it! please feel free to ask questions or make suggestions if you like. :)

[dark-elf-writes]

Lol- Fawn Spots Harry, after awakening as Thanatos, has some biases.

Sure as Death he should technically deter his best friends from seeking immortality via becoming Vampires, but as Harry he knows that's a helpless endeavor. So he suddenly becomes blind and deaf whenever those two are discussing the merits of becoming Vampires within his vicinity.

Neville discovers that his plants take longer to wilt than any other plant, and whilst he could chalk it up to realizing Demeter is his ancestor, there was a gap between then and the mysteriously long lived plants. One that ended when Harry became Thanatos, but not. He decided to just shrug and not think about it too much afterwards.

Luna, who noticed that her father as he ages is still in good health. Oh sure his bones creak and he gets gray hair and wrinkles, but otherwise he's just as spry as he was all her life. She just smiles and gives Harry an anonymous thank you letter.

I'll be blunt here Percy probably became immortal via helping Hades with his paperwork and Hades decided to throw him a bone lol-

But most obviously of all, Sirius. Who, upon falling into the Veil of Death was shoved out because Harry instinctually knew it wasn't his time yet. After all, the Veil goes to Death's realm, and as Death, Harry refuses to let in those he cares for until it is their time.

If there one thing a god is allowed to be, it’s selfish. In fact, it’s more of a requirement than anything.

Harry is no exception to the rule.

But he has never been good at being wholly selfish, has never been able to get the butter reminder of the Dursleys out of his mind, but for his friends? For his family? He would rewrite the very laws of reality to keep them happy.

So he lets Ron and Hermione scheme a way to live forever. He smiles as he whispers to Neville’s plants when he helps his friend in the garden Hades and Persephone set aside for him. He runs a hand through blond locks and murmurs too quiet for mortal ears to hear “Not yet, friend.” He appears outside of a familiar flat downtown in the middle of the night wild-eyed and banging on the wood until Hydra lets him in so he can make sure Sirius is still there and not on the other side of the veil. He gives his heart Percy with a smile, knowing deep down that he would give him immortality without hesitation if his loved only asked, no matter what the other gods might think.

(He did not expect someone else to beat him to it, however, and he certainly didn’t expect it to be Hades rather than his grandmother who did. But perhaps he should have. For all Aphrodite knew him in this life, Hades had worked hand in hand with Thanatos since time immemorial, had been one of the few to mourn for Death itself when he grew tired enough to decide to start again, had watched with guilt in his eyes and dread in his heart as this new iteration of his old friend went through trial upon trial until he finally achieved his birthright. Giving Percy Weasley immortality was no hardship when he knew how happy the man made his old friend, his nephew as Aphrodite sometimes teased. Besides, Percy was the best secretary he had ever had and there was no way Hades was giving that up to something as preventable as mortality. He was allowed to be selfish too.)

And, really, who was to say that all of it was Harry’s doing? His friend’s lives had become so untwined with Olympus that it could very well be Persephone nurturing Neville’s plants or Apollo granting Luna and her father long lives, and gods didn’t even know what all Hydra had up his sleeve to keep Sirius annoying him for the rest of their lives.

[could-they-be-a-pro-wrestler]

How successful would Zarkos…

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[punchingtelescopes2]

I Can't Wait

Word Count: 1,324

Summary: You NEVER interrupt someone when they are reading a book.

Warning: Just two people disgustingly in love. And Fred's poorly mentioning Pablo Neruda's love poem 14.

“I’ve been thinking”, said George, “We should sell the whizbangs as a bundle instead of individually you know because...” “Mmmhmmm”, Fred interrupted absentmindedly, “Yup”. 

George took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. Fred had been quiet, thoughtful and moody the past couple of days and George was tired of it. “So listen,” George said clearing his throat, “I’ve been thinking about dying my hair blue, that outta help the customers tell us part.” “Sure. Wait what?!” Fred furrowed his brows at his brother. “Aaah!!” George said pointing an accusatory finger at Fred, “So you only listen when you want to.” Fred, huffed and mumbled a string of curse words at George. “You know if I’d heard anything you just said I’d be offended but I didn’t so I’m not,” George said with a triumphant smile. Fred rolled his eyes giving him a small smile. “You’ve been in a foul mood since Sunday night. It is now Wednesday mate and frankly you are starting to get a bit annoying.” Fred glared at his brother but George ignored him and continued. “Out with it, what’s troubling you?” “It’s Hermione mate,” Fred sighed. George snickered as he wiggled his brows, “Trouble in paradise Freddie?” 

“I asked her out about a week ago,” Fred sighed, rubbing his hands on his face. “And?” George said impatiently. “Well when I tried to finalize plans for our date last Sunday after dinner at the burrow, she looked at me annoyed and sighed ‘What about Friday?’ ”George looked at him, fighting a smile, “Is that what you were doing while she was reading under the tree?” “Yeah,” said Fred, hurt and confusion on his face. George was soon howling with laughter which made Fred scowl. “You are telling me that,” George choked through his laughs, “YOU asked Hermione Bookworm Granger a question while she was reading?” “Yes,” Fred said with uncertainty. George laughed harder, making himself fall off the desk he was sitting on. 

Fred laughed in annoyance,”I don’t find this funny at all Georgie, '' he said, hoping his brother's childhood nickname would make him stop, “I think she's mad at me.” “Okay, okay. Look here you idiot,” George said, pushing himself off the ground, “I’ve got a few things to say, ONE!” he shouted, “Hermione is not mad at you. She, for some unknown reason, loves you just as much as you love her.” Fred looked at his brother with worry on his face, “I don’t know.” “AND!!” George shouted ignoring his brother, “Everyone, in both Wizarding and Muggle worlds, knows you don’t interrupt a bookworm when they are reading.” 

“Is that really a thing?” Fred asked unsure. George rolled his eyes and ignored him, “TWO!!” he said loudly as he grabbing a roll of parchment form his desk, “You don’t, *whack* talk *whack* to a bookworm *whack whack* when they are *whack whack whack* nose deep in a *whack whack whack* book. *whack whack whack whack* “Ouch,” Fred snapped, “Okay, I get it.” “THREE!!” George shouted as he whacked Fred with the roll of parchment again. “Ouch! Quit it!” Fred yelped, “Or Merlin help me I will hex you.” 

“Three,” said George softly, “When was the last time you talked to Granger Fred?” “Uh, not since Sunday,” Fred said quietly. “Exactly, you won’t know what she was thinking Sunday if you don’t talk to her. It’s called communication Freddie, it’s an important part in every relationship. Now stop being a baby and owl the woman. Remind her of your date and then actually talk to the woman, in person. Sort this out” George said matter of factly.

Fred shot out of his chair suddenly, “George you’re a genius!” Fred said, putting his hands on the side of his brother's head and bringing him close to give his forehead a loud noisy kiss.” “Oh God,” George wiped his forehead. An annoyed look on his face, “I better be the godfather to your first born.” 

____________________________ (The Burrow)

“I feel so bad Gin,” Hermione groaned as she covered her face with the book she’d been trying to read. “Why?,” Ginny said absentmindedly as she sat on the floor. Her back was against her bed as she tossed a quaffle against the wall. 

“Well I’d completely forgotten I had a date with Fred this Friday. And at Sunday dinner, when he reminded me about our date I’d completely forgotten about it,” Hermione gasped, “I think he’s mad at me.” Ginny snorted and both girls burst into giggles. “Ginny it’s not funny,” Hermione’s giggles had turned into a desperate whine. “I was in the middle of my book,” she said, “He caught me off guard! I never forget things. It was a really good book.” Ginny laughed harder, “You don’t have to explain yourself to me.”

“Ginny!,” groaned Hermione. “He’ll be fine. I ignore Fred and George all the time and they still talk to me,” she said dismissively. “Listen, don’t worry,” Ginny said, “You. Are. Good.” “Ginny his face,” Hermione said holding back a sob, “you should have seen Fred’s face.” Hermione grabbed her chest with a pained expression, “He looked so embarrassed and hurt. Probably thought I didn’t love him anymore.” She turned to Ginny, worry etched on her face. 

“Again, I ignore them all the time,” Ginny said nonchalantly. “Yeah but you’re their sister Gin.” Hermione said, covering her face again.

“Look it’s gonna be fine, 100% sure he’s not mad or hurt by this. I am sure the idiot realized he was interrupting you as you read your book,” Ginny finished with a shrug. “Listen, it’s just Fred, he's not mad or upset with you. I’m sure of it. But if it makes you feel better just make it up to him.” “Make it up to him how?,” Hermione asked. “Well,” said Ginny thoughtfully, “You could always kiss him. That shuts him up.”

Hermione was about to shush Ginny when she interrupted my obnoxious hooting. “Is that...does Apollo have a howler attached to him?,” Hermione said as she looked at the tawny owl in confusion. “I believe he does,” Ginny said looking curiously at Hermione, “It’s probably a mistake,” she said walking closer to Apollo.

“Oooh,” Ginny covered her mouth with her hands as fought the urge to laugh. “What is it?” Hermione asked. “Hermione it’s for you.” “ME?!,” Hermione squealed loudly. “Yup!,” Ginny giggled . “Don’t laugh,” Hermione chuckled nervously. Ginny giggled, “You’re right, I’m sorry. I wonder who it’s from,” Hermione shrugged. Ginny smiled, “Well, it’s starting to smoke so I guess we will soon find out.” 

Hermione took a deep breath and nervously opened the shaking red letter. 

“GRANGER!'' Fred's voice filled the room. “WAIT GEORGE SHOULD I USE HER FULL NAME!?” "YES STUPID!!,” George bellowed back, “IT MAKES IT MORE ROMANTIC!.” “OH YOU’RE A GENIUS!,” Fred shouted back. “HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER! I AM VERY MUCH LOOKING FORWARD TO OUR DATE THIS FRIDAY!! I WILL BRING YOU HAPPY FLOWERS FROM THE MOUNTAINS, BLUEBELLS, DARK HAZELS, AND RUSTIC BASKETS OF KISSES AND ANYTHING ELSE I CAN POSSIBLY FIND TO MAKE SURE YOU HAVE AN INCREDIBLE TIME FRIDAY NIGHT. I AM GOING TO STOP NOW BECAUSE I DO NOT KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING ANYMORE OR WHAT THAT MEANS, BUT I KNOW YOU LOVE THAT NERUDA BLOKE AND I THOUGHT THAT BIT FROM ONE OF HIS POEMS FLOWED NICELY IN THIS LETTER. ANYWAY I LOVE YOU GRANGER. ALWAYS. MMMMUUAAAHH!

The letter tore itself up leaving behind a deafening silence. 

“What the bloody hell was that?!” Ginny whispered mystified. Her voice sounded loud in the still quiet room. Hermione and Ginny looked at each other and burst into a fit of laughter. “That was Fred!,” Hermione said, wiping tears from her eyes. Ginny smiled as she rolled her eyes. “Still having doubts as to whether or not Fred is mad at you?”, she asked with one raised eyebrow. “No,” Hermione sighed, smiling dreamily out the window, “No doubts at all.”

[scoobydoozies]

i do love mayor jones' messy gay ass tho ❤️

[drkineildwicks]

BH6 Month Snippets--2/3/2025

Even combating dust will not stop me \.o./

Moving on, got a lot done for Ghost's Reign, Live and Learn 2, and The Glowing Tide, so that's nice. Saying that, have a bit from the "Lie Detector" episode for Live and Learn 2:

“Did you really?” Hiro asked, grinning. “I have no idea at this point,” Tadashi said, rubbing his head.  “I was just a little worried about two knuckleheads with no common sense.” “Do we know these people?” “We do,” Tadashi said, giving Hiro a narrow-eyed glare from two inches away.  Narrower when Hiro imitated one of Obake’s smug expressions.  “Obake you’re being a bad influence.” “Recently?” Obake asked blandly. “Okay no wait here’s a thought,” Fred offered.  “Dr. Amara’s been schmoozing Mom for funds—what if I asked her?” “What if we’re right and she turns you into a monster?” Hiro asked. “Dude I could so rock that—honestly, one of my bucket-list items.” “Somehow, that being on your bucket list doesn’t surprise me,” Tadashi said. “Moving on,” Obake prompted. “Moving on—let’s see if we can’t get something else working; not that we don’t appreciate it, Fred, but it still requires having Baymax in the room with you two.” “Okay but I’m still open,” Fred said.

I will not deny that I have in the past considered mutating Fred during season 2 for the funzies mostly for Obake Itoko since he knows sign language there

[yutarot]

ride or die. l.jn smau

`✦ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ f1driver!jeno, fake dating, college au, humor, romance, enemies to lovers

synopsis. you knew very little of jeno lee, but who did? he scared most people and hated the rest. so what happens when you accidentally walk in on him removing his race jacket, identifying him as the famous, faceless f1 driver you and everyone else know under the name samo. do you run around the college telling everyone of his secret? or do you take the opportunity to strike a deal with him, a deal which changes both of your lives, forever. a fake relationship.

taglist; open

status; ongoing 3.10.24 - ????

warnings; language, mentions of alcohol/ being drunk, mentions of sex, angst, jenos dad is strict af, blackmailing, lots of jealousy on jenos behalf, major character betrayal (again sorry guys lmaooo), lots of lying (again), the usual cliffhangers and painful suspense (again), yn is annoyingly stupid in the beginning but she grows

disclaimer; all portrayals of people are fake and from my imagination, in no way am i claiming that they act like this irl

playlist.

is it a crime sade — tasty nct 127 — can’t get you jaehyun — stupid cupid nct dream — uno muse — tokyo drift teriyaki boyz — this world ateez — talk talk featuring troye sivan charli xcx — volcano nct u — ten fred again — joyride kesha — faster nct 127 — miami will smith — rodeo wayv — smooth operator sade — (it goes like) nanana peggy gou — pipe christina aguilera — homecoming kanye west

masterlist.

[000] — [000]

[001] #NEEDTHAT

[002] DRIVE

[003] FOR HER

[004] TELL ME

[005] YN ENVY

[006] ACTUALLY…

[007] ITS COMPLICATED

[008] FOOLISHLY

[009] IS IT TRUE?

[010] I WANT U

[011] RISK.

[012] STAY

[013] NOT HIM. ME.

[014] I BARELY KNOW HIM

MID-FIC SUMMARY.

[015] #SELFCARE

[016] THUMBS DOWN EMOJI

[017] WHEN IT COMES TO YOU.

[018] FOR HER, I AM.

[019] NUH UH

[020] YOU HAVE TO TELL HER

[021] QUEEN OF HEARTS

[022] I PROMISE.

[023] TBD

[024] TBD

[025] TBD

more tba..

replies, likes and reblogs are all greatly appreciated! feel free to send thoughts in my asks!

[aslightlydifferentchristmascarol]

Fred: What does it mean if you are given something posthumously? Scrooge: I think it means they kick you in the rear. Cratchit: That's 'posterior'. 'Posthumous' is after you die. Marley: I'd hate to get kicked in the rear after I die.

[hrhprincerichard]

Richard laughed at Grant's comment about what sort of plant guy he seemed at. The laugh turned a little sheepish when Whiz joined the conversation. "Thanks, Whiz," Richard said when Grant wanted to hear the story. He wasn't upset, just a little embarrassed. "Bess bought me an orchid for the dorm room. She thought it would add to the decor. It was fine. But then we were going to Greece for a long weekend and I was worried about it dying. I found this book of plant charms at the school library and put a charm on the orchid. It didn't die," he said sort of stalling before he got to the embarrassing part. "Instead it um... well it was everywhere. The walls. The ceiling. Every bit of the furniture. It had even crept under the door and into Rohan's office next door. It was well and truly a debacle. Rohan had to get a plant specialist in to handle it so we could have the rooms back. So not really a plant person," he concluded sheepishly.

He'd never been so happy to have tea as a distraction. it just felt a little soon to be embarrassing himself in front of Grant. That was forgotten when Grant clearly didn't know how to take tea and was choosing to try how he took it. A weird thing to feel touched about maybe but he was. "A splash of milk and a sugar cube it is," he told Grant while fixing his tea for him. "There you are. If you don't care for it I'm happy to make you another till we find out how you like it." He gave Grant a smile. As long as it didn't go the way of the tea sandwich at the regatta he'd be happy. "Cool," he replied back when Grant looked pleased at the invite. Grant was fun, spending time with him would be nice. Grant wasn't the only one who'd momentarily forgotten Whiz was in the room while they smiled at one another. He felt a little warm under the collar, both embarrassed at his lapse and thrilled by the way Grant had smiled at him. "Er yeah, a good bit. Sometimes Whiz's room as well. Quieter then hanging out elsewhere."

Grant laughed when Richard pointed out that he didn't have any plants. Grant hadn't seen any in his quick look at the place, but it was hard to tell when Richard--and Whiz--were more interesting than what was in Richard's room. "I'm kind of surprised. You struck me as the type of guy who'd have, like, one meticulously well-maintained plant," Grant answered, and then he was surprised by Whiz's laughter in reply. "Richard clearly hasn't told you about the orchid debacle, then." Grant's eyebrow shot up and he looked at Richard in amusement. "The orchid debacle? No, Richard hasn't told me about the orchid debacle." Grant quirked an eyebrow at Richard, amused. "I'm all ears," he said with a teasing grin.

He laughed when Richard said his nice room was a perk of the dorm being named after his ancestors. "Of course it is," he answered with a roll of his eyes, the grinned when Richard offered him tea. Though he was thrown off by Richard's question. "Oh." Maybe Grant should have expected to be asked how he took his tea, but he had no answer ready. "Uh. I don't really know. I guess I'll just try it how you take it?" He said with a grin, hoping he didn't look too flustered. Anyways, the Prince of England seemed like as good a role model as any when it came to tea drinking. Plus Richard seemed passionate about his tea. Once Richard handed him his tea Grant smiled as Richard sat down next to him. This was nice, hanging out with Richard. And Whiz. His grin widened when Richard said he could hang out here as often as he liked. That was--yeah, that was really cool. It really felt like Grant had made a friend here. "Yeah? Cool," he said, grinning at Richard for maybe a second too long. "Maybe I'll do that." He grinned at Richard another second too long before he remembered Whiz was there and probably had that same invitation. "Do you guys hang out here a lot?" Yeah, that was a good save.

[justice-for-jacob-marley]

Scrooge: [claps his hands] Marley: [claps his hands in response] Cratchit: Stop that. Scrooge: Stop what? Cratchit: You're talking about me in Morse code. Marley: Yes, that's exactly what we're doing. In our very limited free time, we took a class on a very unnecessary form of communication just so we could talk about you in front of you. Scrooge, whispering to Fred: That's exactly what we did.

[robynlilyblack]

Begging for forgiveness or asking permission?

Fred Weasley x fem! shy! reader

Summary: After years of forbidding anyone from dating their daughter, a certain redhead finally gains the courage to ask their permission

Warnings: swearing, mentions of food, eating, drinking and alcohol, mutal pining, best friends to future lovers, ex Hufflepuff reader, overprotective wolfstar dads, non volley au, pure fluff

A/n: 2.3k words, apologies for any mistakes, happy new year everyone, based on this request from a little while ago ♡

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Fred fiddled with his fingers, slow, unsteady breaths leaving his lips as he tried to ease his nerves. The confidence he’d had last night was gone now that he sat at breakfast. The chatter around him was lively, fun, he could hear his twin recounting one of his favourite pranks from last year to the rest of the table, but all he could think about was you.

You and he had been friends for years now. It all started in his fifth year when he collided with you at a corner while running from your respective prankees…

Start of flashback

“Ugh…fuck…” Fred groans, gritting his teeth as he felt the impact of his arse on cold stone before his eyes flick up, registering your figure across from him, whining with your eyes closed, hand to your head as he realises he just ran full pelt into you “Are…ahh…are you alright?” he asks, wincing a little as he moves to his knees, kneeling before you with his hands hovering around your head, unsure whether it was appropriate to check on you

“Been better” you giggle a little, hand falling from its place as you look up at him “Are you okay?” you ask, smiling shyly as you notice his wary hands before he moves them 

He relaxes at your smile, chuckling to himself as he hums “A bit achy but I’m alright” he assures and your smile brightens, however the conversation is interrupted by two distinct yells 

“Weasley!”

“Lupin!”

In that moment, Fred was bamboozled, his eyes darting between Filch, angrily approaching down his corridor, and a rather pink-looking Snape coming up yours. Luckily, you weren’t in such a daze. Grabbing his hand, you tugged him up.

“Come on” you say in a hurried yet sweet tone

“Yes, ma’am” he smirked, allowing you to lead him as you hopped quickly through one of the archways and across the courtyard to your escape.

End of flashback

After that, you and Fred met often. Your friendship wasn’t exactly secret, but to your family and friends, it all appeared surface-level. They didn’t know about the pranks you both pulled together back at Hogwarts, or how you would gush to each other about everything and anything, or how you both purposefully chose flats nearby after graduation. No, to the rest of the world, you and Fred were nothing more than acquaintances and neighbours.

“Morning” you greet the table softly, a sleepy smile across your face as you walk over to the kitchen, automatically melting into the conjoined hug of your parents

Fred can’t help but smile a little as he looks away from the scene and back to the table. Over the years, your friendship has grown into something more. There hadn’t been some defining moment when his friendly sentiment matured into love, it was the gradual kind of love, slow, inevitable, until his heart only had room in it for you

“You alright, sweetie?” Fred's head raises at Lily’s voice across from him “You’ve been quiet this morning?” she checks in, her maternal affection warming his heart

His parents were spending the Holidays with Bill and Fleur as she was too close to her due date to travel this year, and the Potters had been more than happy to invite the rest of the Weasley clan to stay with them instead

“Oh, I’m grand” he brushes off her concern “Think I had a bit too much firewhiskey last night” he jokes, earning some laughs from those around him and a small shoulder squeeze from George

George, however, knew he was lying. He’d noticed how different his twin had been acting lately, especially this holiday. Still, he kept his distance, knowing Fred would come to him eventually, just he always did. That didn’t stop him from worrying all the same

“You sure?” he whispers, eyeing his twin

“Yeah, I’ll be okay, promise” Fred assures, gifting a fond smile 

Conversation flows again once more as Sirius and Remus join the table, recounting the previous evenings events and filling those who tapped out early on the later escapades. You sit down a few moments later, carefully carrying your mug of hot chocolate, being cautious not to lose any of your marshmallows along the way

“Merlin y/n…” George chuckles as you take a seat across from him “...you want some hot chocolate with those mallows?” 

You smile quietly at the teasing, though Fred’s sure if he was any closer, he would be able to feel the heat from your cheeks

“Leave her alone” Ginny jumps to your defence, gently elbowing her brother “You’re just jealous you don’t have one” she teases him back before shooting a wink in your direction

You giggle at that, as does Fred, looking at you fondly as the table settles back into quiet conversation. It doesn’t take long for your eyes to meet his, sleep still clinging to them as you mouth a small ‘hi’. He returns the greeting, and your soft eyes linger on his for a few moments before your smile deepens, and you turn away beginning to fill your plate with the mornings feast

Fred was sure you felt the same way as he did. Nothing was ever said aloud, but there were clear signs, from the soft grazing of hands to stolen glances at lips, even moments like the one just now, littered with quiet confessions and longing. But today was the day that was all going to change. Today was the day he would ask you to be his, but first he had to overcome one major obstacle…your parents.

They were the overprotective type, to the point every boy in this room, plus Ginny, had been given the talkfrom them at one point or another, practically forbidding them from ever dating you. Fred got the talk during his final year at Hogwarts when you and he were paired together in  Herbology. Word had gotten back that you and he had been spending time together in the library. Of course, after he explained you two were merely working on your project, they lightened up, but he never forgot how relieved they were, nor how his talk seemed far more intense upon hearing others recount their own

“Alright” Sirius announces as he stands up, Remus following “Anyone need anything else from the shops? Last orders before the shops shut” he claps his hands lightly 

“We need some more rum for the pudding” James asks, earning a hum of acknowledgement from Sirius, while Remus shares a knowing look with Lily who had, in fact, helped him in polishing off the last of the rum the night before

“Dad, could we get some big marshmallows to make s’mores?” you speak up “With the good chocolate?” you add shyly, flashing those adorable eyes of yours that they could never resist, not that they ever did

“Of course, pup” Remus chuckles, secretly excited himself, now had an excuse to buy more chocolate for his stash without arousing Sirius’ suspicion “Well, if that's everything, we’ll be off”

Remus and Sirius gave a quick wave as they headed out of the room to grab their coats while Fred sits in thought. This was his chance, an opportunity to grab your parents alone 

“Where are you off to?” George asks as Fred stands up, drawing the attention of the entire table

Fred flashes a smile, mostly for you and George as your brows furrow in concern “I’m going to give them a hand. Could use the fresh air to wake me up” he says, keeping up his hungover façade, everyone seems to buy it except yourself and George, however, you both let it go for now as he heads off to catch up with your fathers 

Fred hurried out into the cold, his coat only half on as he spotted your parents. 

“Merlin they walk fast” he mutters, jogging to catch up while his thoughts race 

This is it. Just ask. They’re reasonable men. They won’t murder you on sight… probably

“Hey! You two need a spare hand?” Fred called, finally tugging his coat into place.

The men turn around, glancing at one another before pleasant surprise crosses their faces 

“Course, more the merrier. Young lad like yourself can help us carry” Sirius shrugs happily while Remus gestures, hithering for him to join

As they all trecked through a fresh coat of snow, the conversation is light. They ask of his family, the shop, his and George’s plans for expansion to Hogsmeade next summer. Fred is thankful, it gives him the chance to actually connect with them one on one, he asks about their school days, their best pranks, the map. He even learned how they came to the decision to adopt you, leading to a small ramble from Sirius about how proud he was of you on the way back…

“...you know she's just like Moony when he was young…” he says, referring to your shy nature “...though she does have a cheeky side, I know this will surprise you, but she’s a little chatterbox when she gets going…” he continues on

Fred tries his best to hide his smile. It did not surprise him, he adored your rambles, especially that little bounce you did when you were excited 

Remus chuckles, gently interrupting his husband off “As much as I love your chatter my love. I’m curious to hear more about how you're doing?” he redirects, his voice kind but pointed “You’ve told us about the shop but…” he trails off, searching for the right words

Sirius, as usual, cuts straight to the point “A little birdy may have let slip that you’re going through a bit of a dry spell” 

Fred’s eyes widen, cheeks reddening as he’s taken aback “Ugh…well…umm” he strugges, unable to find words, which only made the couple in front of him chuckle

“I’m sorry Fred, my husband lacks a degree of subtlety…” Remus says, shooting Sirius a look but said man is seemingly unbothered, likely stuck on the word husband and the love sick glow it gave him “What we mean is we’ve noticed ourselves you’ve been a little off since you got here, like your mind is elsewhere” Remus continues “And, well, we may have been talking to George last night. I asked him how things were going with Lee; he mentioned that you’d stopped going out much. He seemed quite worried about you”

Fred lets out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his neck “It’s true. I’ve stopped going out as much as I used to” he agrees, though he did not expect this to be the direction this conversation was going

“Growing out of it?” Sirius’ asks, head tiltin with an understanding smile “Happened to me once upon a time” 

“You’re half right” Fred admits with a small nod “I have grown a lot since Hogwarts but…there also a reason why nothing ever worked out for the long run” his voice steadies, realising the conversation was leading in the direction he needed it to, his thoughts becoming clearer

This is it. Just say it

“Is there someone special?” Remus asks softly, and Sirius’ expression shifts from mild curiosity to sudden realisation, Fred Weasley, major flirt and prankster extraordinaire has fallen in love

Fred’s eyes flick between the two men, inhaling deeplt before speaking, his voice filled with conviction “Well…that's actually why I offered to help today. I’m in love with your daughter” 

Silence

Fred watches their eyes widen in surprise before their expressions become unreadable. The weight of his confession lingered in the chilly air and he braces himself. They clearly hadn’t been expecting that, and there was still a very real chance he was about to decked at the side of the road 

“You…” Sirius blinks a few times, shaking his head slightly “You…love her? Not just some passing infatuation or…forbidden fruit nonsense?” he poses holding himself back, his tone wasn’t cruel but the question stung nonetheless

Fred stands his ground, his voice firm yet sincere “I do. Very much. I know I haven’t always been the most shining example, but…loving her is the easiest thing I’ve ever done. She’s my best friend. I feel safe around her, seen, listened to…even adopted her rambling” his voice softens, getting a little embarrassed at his gush “She’s my favourite person…don’t tell Georgie” he adds at the end with a nervous laugh

Remus’ expression remains stoic, but Sirius’ soften slightly at Freds sincerity 

“Are you begging for forgiveness…” Remus finally asks “…or are you asking for our permission”

Fred’s lips quirk into a small smile “Permission” he confirms without hesitation

Remus and Sirius stare at him for a moment, then glance at one another, something unspoken passing between them

“Do we mess with him?” Sirius whispers to Remus, his hand covering his mouth as he lets a cheeky grin slip through

“As fun as that would be, I think he’s waited long enough” Remus replies softly ”...and so has our pup” 

After a few more moments to let Fred think they were really debating the issue Remus turns back towards him and nods “Yes” he says simply

Fred blinks “Seriously?” 

Sirius rolls his eyes playfully “Yes, seriously. But if you hurt her…” his tone turns deadly sirius “We will kill you” he warns

Fred smiles wide, relief and joy washing over him “Understood” he nods, but his excitement can no longer be contained “Thank you!” he lunges forward pulling them both into a tight hug, practically lifting them off the ground

Sirius chuckles “Alright…alright! Put s down before we change our minds”

Fred awkwardly sets them down, cheeks red but still wears a huge smile, one that wont be getting wiped off anytime soon. The three resume their walk back to the Potters, but on the way back Sirius glances over his shoulder at Fred

“So, when are ya planning on telling her? Tonight?”

Fred freezes mid step

Remus stops too, a knowing laugh escaping him “You have no idea, do you?”

“Honestly?” Fred admits, a sheepish grin spreading across his face “I didn’t think I’d get this far”

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