Ghost | G.W.

Ghost | G.W.

George Weasley x Ravenclaw female reader

Masterlist

Warning:references to death

Summary:George protects himself from the rain under the roof of the Wooden Bridge,where he meets a girl. What he doesn’t know is that the pretty lady hides a secret.

(Gif not mine-credits to the maker)

At Hogwarts February is the rainiest month of the year,you might be walking around and suddenly feel raindrops falling on your face,wetting your cheeks and your hair.

Some finds poetry in the rain,others just melancholy,but what matters is that you can’t control it. When it rains,it rains and all you can do is find a warm place where hide and wait the sunlight:that’s what George was doing under the Wooden Bridge during the grey Friday evening he met the girl he fell in love with.

He ran down from the clock tower,sneezing as soon as the sole of his boots touched the wooden floor of the bridge,his face hidden between his hands. <<Bless you>> a voice said,making George lift his head <<Thanks-the angles of his lips curved in a little smile-you are?>> he asked <<Y/n>> you smiled,closing your books <<Sorry,I didn’t mean to bother you I was just looking for a place where to protect myself from the rain>> he explained <<No one never bothers me,especially if he’s a Weasley>>.

The boy laughed and sat next to you <<I didn’t know my family had fans>> <<Not really a fan. I saw what you did to Umbridge>> you said <<The little prank uh? Well something Fred and I are proud of. You liked that didn’t you?>> he asked,his elbow hitting your forearm <<I did. It was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen>> <<I don’t remember you were there>> the boy suddenly said,you shrugged your shoulders <<I’m a quiet person,I easily go unnoticed>> you replied <<So sad,pretty girls don’t deserve such a treatment>> <<Pretty girls? Are you always so flirty?>> <<Sometimes>> he joked.

<<What are you reading?>> George asked,grabbing your book <<A collection of John Keats’ poems>> you replied while the boy’s hands accidentally touched yours <<You’re so cold,Y/n. You’ll get a fever>> he said,immediately leaving the book on your knees to hold your hands. You rejected him,moving your hands away <<Don’t worry George,my hands are always cold>> <<That’s not good>> he looked at you,his eyebrows lifted up in a so called dad stare,you laughed <<Oh shut up>> you replied.

Suddenly the rain stopped <<The sun’s about to comeback>> you said,standing up and looking at the sky,George did the same <<It is. Well I’d better go back to the Gryffindor common room,Fred is surely waiting for me. We’ll see each other again,won’t we...pretty girl?>> he smirked,you tilted your head a little bit <<If you want to>> <<I do>> George immediately said <<Great. See you tomorrow,right here. Same time>> <<Fine. Have a good day,Y/n>> <<You too>> Goeorge smiled at you and then left.

A few weeks later in the Great Hall

<<So someone’s here’s in love!>> Ron taunted George <<Shut up!>> he replied <<What’s the name of the girl again?>> Hermione asked <<It’s Y/n>> <<Y/n...-the witch looked confused-and you said that she’s a Ravenclaw,right?>> George nodded <<Why do you look so perplexed?>> he asked <<Because I’ve never heard of her>> the witch replied <<The school’s big Hermione. I don’t see the problem>> Harry said <<I know but...it’s strange>> <<Let’s ask to Luna then,she’s coming>> the boy called the blonde girl,who sat in front of him <<What’s up guys? Is it about Nargles?>> she asked,George shaked his head <<Do you know Y/n?>> he demanded <<Y/n...Y/n...I might,her name reminds me of someone. Who is she?>> <<She’s one of your housemates>> <<I don’t think so>> Luna replied <<What? Listen I’ve been meeting her everyday recently and she always wears a Ravenclaw scarf>> George persisted.Suddenly a light shined in Luna’s eyes <<Wait,are you talking about Y/n Y/l/n?>> <<Yes. Seen it! Y/n’s just a shy girl>> he said <<You mean she’s dead>>.

George froze on the place at the girl’s words <<It’s impossible,I’ve met her yesterday and I assure you she’s the healthiest person I’ve ever seen>> <<I think you’ve been meeting her ghost,George. She died years ago>> Luna kept talking;Hermione suddenly butted in the conversation <<For the beard of Merlin,she’s right! I’ve read about her death in a old copy of The Daily Prophet,I had found it in the library! That’s why everything seemed strange to me>>. George stood up,he had never looked so exasperated before <<It’s clear you’re both wrong>> he said walking away to reach you on the Wooden Bridge.

Once he had arrived no one was there. He looked around,already sad at the thought you wouldn’t come that day,but suddenly some lips as cold as ice left a kiss on his cheek,sending shivers all along his back. George turned,seeing you standing in front of him <<Hi>> you greeted him with a smile <<Hello Y/n. How are you?>> he asked <<I’m fine,but you look worried. Is everything okay?>> you demanded. The Weasley sighed,leaning his arms on the wood of the bridge and then he talked,staring at the beautiful scenario in front of him.

<<Luna and Hermione told me you’re a ghost-a little laugh escaped his mouth-it’s funny,don’t you think? I could expect Luna saying something like that but Hermione...maybe she isn’t that brilliant>>. You sighed,your chin was now resting on George’s shoulder <<You found it out>> you whispered.

George got petrified <<Excuse me? Are you joking?>> she asked,you shaked your head and looked down at the clean and deep water of the Black Lake <<I’m not,George,I wish I was...but I’m not lying. I died a long ago>> <<You died here,right?>> he demanded,his eyes were now full of an uncommon sadness for him;you nodded <<It was a rainy day. I was reading when I saw a bird. He was flying all around the bridge,up and down. Its plumage was the prettiest I’ve ever seen but while trying to see him well I’ve stretched my body too much on the edge and...and I’ve fallen down..in the water,drowning. No one has ever found my body. I’m a part of the lake now>> you explained,staring to un undefined point down from the bridge.

George gulped,trying not to cry <<When did it happen?>> <<1980. 4th of February 1980>> you answered,seeing George tearing up <<Don’t cry>> your hand caressed his cheek <<That’s unfair>> he mumbled <<Life is unfair. But everyone has its own faith,I’ve accepted it years ago and now I’m fine>> you wiped his tears away <<Can I still love you?>> those words flew out from George’s mout like graceful butterflies.

The sudden question left you speechless. <<You...you love me?>> you asked,not believing in his words <<I do. I wanted to confess you my feelings but it seems you preceded me with something bigger>>;you looked down <<You can’t love me,George. I’m a ghost>> you whispered <<So? Where’s the problem? You’re different from the other ghosts:you’re not air you’re...you’re more like a person...I...I can touch you>> he said,his hands were now on your cheeks <<It’s a spell,George. That’s it. I’ll become air as soon as you leave>> you confessed <<So what? You can use the spell everytime you hang out with me>> <<I can’t leave this bridge. I haven’t been asking you to meet me here just because it’s romantic...I’ve been doing it because my body is linked to this place>>.

The boy’s face got pale <<Fine,I’ll come here everyday,just as we’ve been doing until now>> you shaked your head <<I made a mistake,George,I should’ve not tried to become friend with you. It was so stupid>> you told him,breaking his heart <<It’s not. I’m happy I’ve met you>> <<No you aren’t! Not anymore,at least. Merlin,I didn’t think you would fall in love with me...I should have stopped seeing you after our first meeting. I’m...I’m sorry George>> you wanted to cry but you couldn’t:ghosts don’t have tears to cry when they’re sad. <<What do you mean? What’s the point of this conversation,Y/n?>> the Gryffindor asked <<We can’t see each other anymore>> you said. <<But- >> you cut the boy’s sentence out <<No buts,George,I love you too. I love you with my whole heart and that’s the problem. Things can’t work out,we need to stop>>.

George stayed silent,his eyes stucked in yours and his breath warming the skin of your face;you were about to talk when his lips touched yours. You both shared a gentle,icy kiss wet by the tears of two hearts who needed to love each other but who couldn’t. <<Be happy George,from now on I’ll be watching on you,and one day when I’ll find a way out from this cage and you will have lived a happy,long life we’ll meet again>> you said,a smile was born between your tears <<Promise me>> George whispered <<I do promise you>> you replied,disappearing.

From that day every week on the deck appeared a bouquet of white roses. No student knew who was going to leave them here, but on the notelet they always read verses from John Keats’ poems.

The golden deer| F.W.

Fred Weasley x Female reader

Masterlist

Warning:death,sad content,bad language,blood

Author’s notes:I’m back!! Sorry for the long hiatus but I really needed a break. I was stressed and demotivated but I saw that even tho I wasn’t posting people kept interacting and leaving feedbacks on my stories;I was so happy and I decided to not give up. I’m working on new content,stay tuned. Thank you for your support and sorry id this story isn’t really good,it’s an old draft.

Summary:A deer with a golden coat suddenly appears in the Forbidden Forest and becomes Fred’s best friend but no one knows the animal is hiding a secret

<<So you’re telling me that the deer is still out there?!>> Ron asked shocked as his hands cupped his cheeks,squeezing them in a really funny way that made you laugh <<It is,Ron!>> Ginny exclaimed,hitting the big table of the Great Hall with both of her hands. It shaked and George looked at it <<Ginny do you want to destroy everything?>> he asked.

The girl rolled her eyes <<Listen we need to find it! I wanna see its golden coat!>> she looked so excited <<Are you mad?-Hermione called her out-the Forbidden Forest is too dangerous>> <<Oh come on,Harry and Draco went there during first year and they’re both still alive>> she mumbled <<I’ve already told you that Hagrid came with us>> Harry butted into the conversation <<Then let’s call him!>> <<No ,Ginny! That’s the worst idea you’ve ever gotten. He won’t help us. And what if it is just a rumor for real?>> George sighed <<It’s not! Parkinson swore that Seamus swore that Crabbe swore that Hagrid had seen it! We need to go into the forest. No one’s gonna know>> she was so hard to dissuade.

Ron sighed <<What do you think Y/n? And you Fred? You haven’t spoken yet>> <<I don’t think we should do such a thing,it’s too dangerous and if McGonagall finds out we sneaked into the forest she’s gonna expell us all>> you said <<I do agree>> Fred nodded <<Since when you respect the rules?>> Ginny asked <<I just think that an animal deserves its spaces>> the ginger boy added.

<<Fine,let’s vote. Who wants to see it must raise his hand>> Ginny said,her hand already up in the air,Ron followed her and after thinking a little bit George did the same together with Harry <<Four against three. You’re free to not come but tonight we’re going to find that deer>> the girl winked and left the Great Hall.

Midnight

<<You all came>> Ginny smirked <<Y/n didn’t>> Ron pointed out <<She fell asleep as soon as she had touched the bed. I didn’t feel to wake her up>> Hermione explained <<Fine. We’re gonna tell her tomorrow. Wands in your hands,here we go!>> Ginny smiled and walked into the forest followed by her brothers and friends.

The Gryffindors walked through the threes and the high blades of grass for hours,everyone was tired except Ginny who focused on scanning every small corner of the forest as she was determined to find the golden deer.

<<Come on guys,it’s just a story for children! Let’s go back,it’s too cold and I’m tired of walking>> Fred mumbled <<Are you scared?>> Ron asked him <<Scared? No,I just don’t believe in that damm deer>> he added <<He’s right tho. It’s almost four in the morning. We really need to go back>> Hermione whispered <<But- >> Ginny’s sentence got cut off by Harry’s <<They’re right. We’ve been here for too long>> <<Fine,let’s go back>> the ginger girl sighed,giving up.

The group of friends was leaving the forest when Fred noticed he had lost them. <<Fuck!>> he swore,walking around in hope to find at least one of the Gryffindors he had came with,but nothing. He was left alone with his panic growing as he began to hear strange noises all around him.

<<Keep calm Fred,you’re a fucking wizard with a fucking wand. You can survive>> he tried to reassure himself as he was already imagining a tragic end where he died by the hand of a strange creature. But nothing of what he expected turned into reality,otherwise something he couldn’t believe in happened:the golden deer appeared in front of him,sneaking out from behind a green bush full of flowers.

<<For God’s sakes>> he muttered,almost fainting as the animal bowed at him with his head an walked around him,its head stroking against his soft coat. The Weasley caressed the soft golden furr of the animal,whispering in amusement of how pretty and soft it was <<Wanna be my friend?>> he asked,with a smile on his face as the animal moved,letting him understand to follow him out from that dangerous forest.

A few months later

Potion class had just ended when Fred stole some biscuits from the Hogwarts kitchen and sneaked into the Forbidden Forest.

<<Buddy come here-he called the golden deer-I know you can hear me,I’ve brought some biscuits!>> the ginger boy yelled,feeling safe even tho he was in the most dangerous place he could be,he knew that until the deer was around not a single creature would had touched him.

The animal suddenly appeared in front of him and Fred caressed its head,offering him a biscuit <<Here you are buddy! How are you?>> he asked,leaving a kiss on the nose of the animal.

Fred felt happy everytime his new fri showed up and spent some time in his company,they often walked through the threes or played in the big clearing of the Forbidden Forest. He didn’t know how or why but he felt such a strong bond with that animal.

A few hours later he was back on his way to Hogwarts.

He had just reached the garden when he came across you <<Y/n>> he greeted you shaking his hand in the air <<What’s up>> you smiled and he looked at you,his eyebrows furrowed <<You have leaves in your hair>> he said,grabbing them and letting them fall on the ground <<I was studying some plants for the Hebology test we’ll attend next week>> you said,he nodded. <<Fine. I’ll let you work>> he was about to leave when you stopped him <<Have you been to the Hogwarts kitchen?>> you asked <<Why?>> he demanded <<You smell like hot biscuits>> you laughed.Fred’s face became as red as his hair <<I may have sneaked there,yeah...>> he replied,visibly embarrassed <<The biscuits are good,but don’t get caught>> you smiled and left him.

Three months later

<<Weasley and Y/l/n>> Snape said in a cold voice as you looked at the boy and walked towards his desk <<We finally got paired!>> you exclaimed almost in a whisper <<I’m sure that working with me will be funnier than working with Goyle or Malfoy>> he said,you laughed,remembering how unlucky you had been during the previous lessons <<It will>> you replied,looking at the ingredients on the table.

Suddenly you felt Fred’s eyes staring at you so you turned and looked at him <<Is everything okay?>> you asked confused,Fred was busy looking at your shoulder <<What’s that?>> he asked,grabbing some strands of furr which were stucked on your robe. Your cheeks got red as you hit his hand,making them fall <<Hermione’s cat. I played with him before coming here>> you gulped. Suddenly you felt your hands shake <<Sorry>> you said,calling Snape and asking to go to the bathroom.

You rush in hurry out from the class to the garden,your body twisted by costant spasms <<Fuck>> you mumbled,the pain was running through your body. There was nothing worse than turn into the golden deer.

Apparently your trasformation could look like something romantic or common,since a lot of animagus existed. But it wasn’t and,most of all,you weren’t an animagus:it was a curse. A curse your mother enchanted you with when you were a child,it was a punishment for being born.

You fell on your knees,the hands grabbing the blades of grass while you felt your body ripping in hundreds pieces. You started coughing and gasping for air,your entire chest ached,a fire seemed to be burning inside it. You suddenly spit out some blood that stained the green grass and then,when you felt you were completely losing your human form,you collected the strength to stand up and ran inside the Forbidden Forest.

Twigs were now breaking under the hooves of your deer form. Your body still aching like never before:more days passed by,more your transformation was hard to stand,your body was slowly weakening,driving you to a painful death.

You suddenly stumbled on something and fell into a dense picker bush. You wagged in fear and pain,trying to escape the thorns that were scratching and and ripping your already damaged body. You painstakingly slipped out from the brush,dragging your body all along the grass,standing up and stepping a few meters away before falling on the ground again and slowly getting your human form back.

You could barely move:blood covering your arms,your face and even your legs. You had bruises ruining your sensitive skin and deep cuts marking your slender body. A few weak moans of pain escaped your mouth while the tears were falling down from your eyes,making your injuries burn. You were about to pass out,the minimum of lucidity your mind had allowed you to think you were exhaling your last breath when,suddenly,you heard a voice.

<<Y/n! Y/n!>> someone called you,holding you gently. The warm of Fred’s body made you feel a little safer <<What are you doing here?>> you asked in a breath of sound,not able to talk properly. He slowly wiped one of your tears away and left a kiss on your forehead <<I followed you. I saw that something was wrong,but I couldn’t imagine you were...>> you couldn’t hear what he had to say:everything went black.

You opened your eyes,lulled by a warm breeze,and immediately met Fred’s brown ones <<You’re awake>> he smiled,caressing one of your cheeks. You rubbed your eyes and sat,realising your head had just laid on Fred’s lap. You looked at your ripped skirt and shirt:your clothes were completely ruined and stained with blood but you noticed the cuts turned into scars <<You cured me>> you said;Fred nodded <<I need some explanations. Don’t you think?>> he asked,his face a fee centimetres away from yours,you sighed <<You’ve seen everything,am I right?>> you demanded <<I have>> he replied <<Don’t tell anything to no one,please>> you begged him,holding his hands <<Why should I? But tell me what’s happening,please>> <<It’s a curse,Fred. A curse by my mother,she didn’t want me to be born so she decided to kill me in the most painful way. Everyday I turn into my deer form,destroying my own body.The transformation will make me weaker and weake until I won’t be able to stand it anymore so...-you paused,your voice cracking up-so one day I’ll die in pain>> you cried,looking down and resting your chin on your knees you brought nearer to your chest.

The Gryffindor’s eyes widened at your words <<We’ll find a way to free you>> <<We won’t. There’s no much time left,you saw it,Fred,you saw me falling on the ground twisted by spasms,I even spitted out blood. I’m not able to walk without my body aching,I-you paused,looking for air-I can’t even breath. I’m slowly dying,I don’t even know if I’ll be able to stand the next trasformation>> you cried,your voice shaking,filled with panic and fear while your head rested on the boy’s shoulder <<You can’t save me anymore,Fred,but you can still do something special to me>> <<What?>> he asked in tears <<Stay with me,don’t let me die alone. I’ve spent the last months happily knowing thay you would come and play with the deer...>> you grabbed his arm,sinking your face in the cloth of his shirt. He slowly took off his robe and covered your body <<I won’t leave you,Y/n,I’ll stay with you until you’ll be able to she the sunlight>> he whispered,leaving a kiss on your forhead and resting his chin on the top of your head.

You stayed there for hours,silent,and suddenly,knowing that Fred was by your side,made the death look less scary.

In our attic of happy memories| R.W.

Ron Weasley x reader

Flashbacks in italic

Masterlist

Summary:after having your first child you and Ron are moving to a bigger house. You’re packing some objects you have in your attic when you find old stuff from your days at Hogwarts.

<<Sweet dreams>> you kissed your one year old daughter and covered her little body with warm blankets,immediately switching off the lights and walking out from the pink bedroom.

<<Did it work?>> Ron asked,appearing in front of you with a mug of coffe in his hands. You sighed and nodded,wrapping your arms around the man’s waist and resting your chin on his chest. His free hand moved in between your hair while you looked in his eyes with a little,sweet smile <<It did. I’m glad you bought her that book of fairies,she falls asleep as soon as I reach the end of the story>> <<Thank you,Merlin>> the ginger smiled and kissed the tip of your nose <<Do you still have to pack anything?>> he asked. You nodded again <<Yes,I do. I still have a few things to pack in the attic. What about you?>> <<I have to close a few boxes.When I’m done I’ll help you sweetheart,don’t worry>> <<Thank you,Ron. Now I’ll go>> you ended,leaving a kiss on his cheek and patting his tummy <<You need some gym>> you laughed and Ron rolled his eyes.

You walked upstairs and sit on the floor of the attic,looking around as you saw some old stuff like a wooden chess,some books and different colourful boxes <<Come on,I can do this in less than an hour then I’ll finally go to sleep>> you tried to cheer yourself and then started closing the objects in big boxes

You were holding a book when it hit a blue little box which fell on the floor,revealing what it was hiding inside:photos from your school years.

<<For Merlin’s beard,these are so old!>> you exclaimed laughing at the look you had in the first pic.

You remembered the exact moment it had been taken:you had just came back from your usual Quidditch practice,during the third year,and one of your housemates,Lya,that was her name,had the brilliant idea to show you how dirty your uniform was and how funny you looked with your face covered in sweat and mud.

You smiled and rolled your eyes,ready to move on the next photo when you heard someone walking in:it was Ron.

<<What are you looking at?>> he demanded,sitting next to you <<Look,do you remember when these pics were taken?>> you asked. Ron laughed at them and then nodded <<Most of them. Here,for example,I’m sure you were at the Yull Ball. You looked so pretty in that dress,I was so jealous of Oliver! He had the luck to invite the prettiest girl in the school meanwhile I was just sitting there,with an embarrassing dress and a bored Harry>> he joked <<Oliver invited me at the Yull Ball but you’re the one I decided to spend the rest of my life with>> you replied,showing him your wedding ring <<There’s always a winner,honey>> he replied,kissing the back of your hand and looking again at the photos.

<<Look at this one. Fifth year,I’m sure!>> he exclaimed <<You’re sure?>> you asked <<Yes. During that year you used to tie your hair in a ponytail every single day!>> you laughed remembering it <<You’re right. I looked so ugly>> <<You didn’t! You looked as pretty as always!>> Ron immediately answered <<If you say so...wat about this one?>> you asked,holding a pic of you two.

The photo was showing Ron sitting on the grass,his back laying on the wood of a three while your head was resting in his lap. You were busy reading meanwhile Ron was busy staring at you with lovely,bright eyes.

<<Luna took this pic of us>> you said <<She did? Yes,she called it “The pic of love” or something like that,I cringed a little bit,I’ll be honest,but she was so happy for us. At the time our relationship had just started>> <<So this is from seventh year>> <<It is. We had so much fun at Hogwarts,didn’t we?>> you demanded,your head was now on Ron’s shoulder <<We had. I’m so grateful for those years. Imagine if one of us didn’t attend those classes...we wouldn’t had met...I can’t imagine a life without you>> Ron said,kissing your forehead,you smiled <<I love how you tell me these things like it’s the first time we met>> you replied <<Every time I look at you it’s like the first time we met. I love you so much Y/n. You’re everything I always wanted>> <<Even when I had to give you advices on how to flirt with Hermione?>> you taunted your husband <<You did?>> his face turned red <<You don’t remember it?>> Ron shaked his head <<Why should I remember it now that my heart belongs to you?>>. You laughed and lifted up an eyebrow <<Smart answer,Weasley...smart answer>>.

<<Look at this other photo>> Ron said showing you a pic that had been taken at the Burrow. You,Harry and Hermione were sitting on the couch,surrounded by the Weasley family. <<Second year. We were just kids>> you smiled <<Bill was so much taller than you>> he pointed at the image of the boy who was standing next to you,making you laugh <<At the time I had such a big crush on your brother>> you admitted <<Wait you what?>> the ginger demanded visibly surprised <<I’ve never told you that? Really?>> you asked <<Really! What story is this?>>. You shrugged your shoulders <<I was twelve honey,and Bill was so charming. Fleur’s really lucky>> you laughed <<What a good news knowing that my wife has a crush on my brother>> Ron joked <<I had! Now I’m all yours>> you smiled kissing the ginger on his lips.

Suddenly Rom stood up <<That’s my chess!-he exclaimed- I thought you had threw it away>> <<Oh dear I would never! I know how much you loved playing chess. I still have our uniforms as werl. Right there>> you admitted,opening a cupboardand and revealing the clothing <<I can’t believe it>> Ron smiled,grabbing his robe.

He wore it and coughed as it was covered in dust. You laughed,looking at how short it was. <<I remember it covered your knees too Ron,I suppose the kid has grown up a lot>> <<What about yours?>> he asked,giving the uniform to you. <<Let’s find out>> you smiled,wearing it.

You looked at your robe,realising it still suited you well. <<Well...someone’s here hasn’t grown up at all>> your husband laughe and you rolled your eyes <<Women grown mentally and physically faster than men...we’re even smarter>> you joked <<You’re going to regret what you had just said!>> Ron exclaimed.

The boy run towards you and begun to tickle your tummy. You burst into laughter and fell on the ground. <<Stop,stop!>> you almost yelled. In that moment time seemed to stop and go back the years the photos reminded you of.

...<<Excuse me,can you tell me where the potion class is?>> you asked,almost whispering.The kid with ginger hair who was walking the corridor right in front of you stopped and turned,facing you. <<What did you say?>> he asked with a candy in his mouth and a book stained in chocolate held in his right hand. You looked at him and gulped,feeling nervous as you were a really shy little girl. <<I...uhm...I said...I mean I asked...where the potion class...i...is...>> you babbled. The boy nodded,chewing the long candy <<I don’t know but I have to attend potion class too so we can look for it together. What’s your name?>> he asked,you gulped <<It’s...Y/n>> you whispered <<What?>> he demanded again <<Y/n...-you immediately lowered your tone,realising that you had just yelled-...I mean...Y/n...I’m...I’m...sorry...>> you looked down embarrassed,but Ron shrugged is shoulders and took out a small lollipop from the pocket of his robe <<Nice to mee you,Y/n! I’m Ron,Ron Weasley!>>...

<<What are you thinking about honey?>> Ron asked seeing you had stopped laughing,bringing you back from your thoughts. You shaked your head,a smile was shining on your lips <<Do you remember the very first time we met?>> you asked. Ron laughed <<Yes,I do-he said,standing up and taking off his robe to put it in one of the boxes-we were kids attending the first year. You literally yelled your name on my face because you were so shy that talking to anyone made you extremely embarrassed.You were so cute>>. You laughed and put your robe in the same box as him <<And the very first time we kissed?>> <<Fifth year. Astronomy tower,the Quidditch match had just ended. Are you testing me or something?>> Ron laughed again. You immediately shaked your head <<No,of course not. I’m just...I mean...I love you so much Ron and I love all we made together...all these memories they...they make me happy. That’s it.>> your lips curved in a smile as Ron walked towards you,wrapping his arms around your waist. The tip of his nose stroking yours <<Me too Y/n. You’re my world,the prettiest thing that has ever happened in my life. Everything we have built together makes me the proudest man alive. You and our little girl are everything I need to be happy so let’s keep building beautiful things>> he kissed your forehead <<Sure Ron...but you know-you looked around-to build more beautiful things we need to pack all this staff>>. Ron laughed <<Fine. But the chess deserves the best packaging,we’re going to play it together in the new house>>. You nodded and kissed him once again <<Fine. I’ll beat you!>> you exclaimed <<Let’s see it>> he replied.

The smoke from your mouth | F.W.

Fred Weasley x Female Reader

Warning:smoking,drugs,mentions of sex,anger

Part two here

Masterlist

Summary:one night you end up smoking in Fred’s bedroom and while you’re high you confess your feelings to him.

You walked upstairs,reaching Fred’s room,and knocked at the door.

<<Come in>> an husky voice said,you stepped in the bedroom,seeing the ginger boy sitting on the floor at the end of his bed,staring at the full moon outside the window. <<I thought you went with George at the Slytherin party>> you muttered,closing the door behind you to sit next to Fred.

He shaked his head <<I didn’t want to. I don’t want to see a single damn Slytherin tonight. But what about you? You didn’t go either,not that the thing surprises me...you never attend parties>> he said,you shrugged your shoulders <<I hate them,and people or alcohol in general>> you mumbled and the boy laughed,pulling out from his bedside table a cigarette and a lighter <<Do you wanna try,little good girl?>> he asked,taunting you.

You stared at the cigarette and gulped,almost afraid to speak. You had never tried smoking,nor using drugs or drinking;the idea of not being responsible of your own actions always made you feel concerned.

<<It scares me>> you left that sentence come out from your mouth without even realising it,making Fred smile <<A cigarette scares you? Really?>> he asked <<Not the cigarette itself,the weed. When you’re high you can’t think nor act lucidly>> you muttered. Fred looked at you with a smirk <<So you had never smoked? Nothing at all? Not even a normal cigarette?>> he demanded,you shaked your head <<You’re so pure>> he said,you glared at him without saying a word,you weren’t in the mood to joke nor argue with your best friend.

Fred’s face got closer <<And you’re right,that’s why I never smoke at parties or in public places but...here it’s just me and you,what do you think would happen?>>. You were silent,busy scanning every single feature of Fred’s pretty face and then you moved your eyes,looking at the cigarette <<But if you don’t want to try it’s fine. I’m not forcing you>> your best friend said,placing more distance between you two.

<<I don’t know how to try it>> you admitted,blushing in embarrassment,the boy laughed <<It’s not that hard>> he said,holding the cigarette in two figners and bringing it closer to his mouth. Smoke came out,covering his face and highlighting his profile. His eyes were shut,a relaxed expression appeared on his face as your eyes fell on the silhouette of his lips,a little bit opened while emitting the smoke. You gulped,biting your lips as he looked extremely attractive.

You met Fred by accident after a prank gone wrong but from that day he became your first in everything:the first boy you had met at Hogwarts,your first enemy,your first best friend and then your first love...but he didn’t know.

<<Ready?>> he asked,wrapping an arm around your shoulder to let a side of your body lean against his;a hand right in front of you with a new cigarette between the index and middle finger;<<Nothing’s going to happen. I’m not going to hurt you nor to take advantage of the situation>> he said <<I trust you,Fred. You know>> you replied nodding and feeling the sexual tension growing as you rested your lips on the long cylinder,coughing as soon as you tried to smoke.

Fred laughed leaving the small object in your hands <<Don’t worry you’ll get used to it soon>> he said,and it was true:in a few you managed to smoke with no problems,getting higher and higher every second went by.

<<Listen-you said,a finger pointed at Fred’s nose as your soul felt lighter-I swear to God that Snape’s gay!>> you exclaimed,smashing your hands against the floor,Fred burst into a laughter,falling on his back <<You’re too high girl>> he almost yelled,the hand holding the cigarette up in the air <<But it’s true!>> you said,towering him without even realising what you were doing.

The room suddenly became silent:there were just you and the ginger boy staring into each other’s eyes,your arms spread on both sides of his hand and your pleating skirt was too short not to reveal your thighs in that position. Fred looked at you,his breath got shorter while scanning your body as he felt turned on by the way you approached him,his hand was already slipping up to under your skirt. You didn’t want that moment to end. You wanted him,you wanted him so desperately that you couldn’t hold on a single one of your feelings:you wanted to feel his lips smash against yours,his breath warm up the skin of your neck marked with yikes drew by Fred himself. You needed to touch his skin,to wrap your arms around his body...you needed him and everything he could give you.

Fred suddenly switched positions,pressing your back against the cold floor <<I promised I wasn’t going to do anything so please,Y/n,don’t turn me on>> he said in a hot,husky,deep voice which sent shives along your entire body. <<I’m not going to stop you,Fred. Be my first even in this>> you replied,your hands pressed against his chest as you felt his breath warming the skin of your face. <<Your first in?>> he didn’t get the point. <<You’re the first boy I met here at school,the first person I wasn’t able to stand,my first best friend and my first love...be my first time as well>>. <<First time? Don’t talk like this,I’m sure you don’t even love me>> he demanded <<I do,Fred. I’ve always loved you>> you whispered.

The ginger boy smiled,slowly getting closer to kiss your lips when he suddenly realised what he was doing,so he immediately stood up <<I’m sorry,Y/n. I can’t. We’re both high,we don’t even know what we’re doing or saying>> he opened the window to let the smell of weed go out.

You sat on his bed,putting his red sweater on to warm yourself <<I’m horny,Fred>> you mumbled,playing with the sleeves <<It’s the weed,I’ve already told you>> he replied,you rolled you eyes and threw a pillow at him <<No Weasley! It’s not the weed! It’s you,It’s always been you! For years! For years I’ve been watching you flirting with Angelina and invite her at that fucking Yule Ball! It’s always been you trying to get her attention,asking me some advice when I’ve never dated a boy in my entire life! Why can’t you see it?! Why can’t you see how I fell for you and your jokes,or your smile,or the fucking way you tease me for every little dumb thing! Why? Why are you so blinded by that boring fucking useless bitch!>> you yelled at him with all the anger and frustration you had in your body,you screamed so loud that when you had finished you gasped for air.

Fred suddenly walked towards you,pushing you on the bad and towering you <<Don’t talk about her like that>> he growled. You grabbed the angle of his shirt:you wanted to kiss him and push him away at the same time <<Why can’t you stand for me the way you stand for her?! What the fuck does she has?>> your words left your mouth in a whisper <<Don’t be so dramatic,I always stand for you! You’re my best friend!>> Fred replied,making you mad <<That’s the whole point! I want to be more!>> you yelled again but this time with teary eyes.

<<No you don’t. You think that you want it,but tomorrow you won’t remember it and if we do something you’ll feel regret>> he replied,he almost seemed to be hurt by those words,the words he pronounced by himself. You shaked your head <<Why are you so stubborn?>> you asked,your face a few inches from his while your hands had slipped on his chest,resting there as you felt the urge of feeling him close,as much close as he could be.

Fred tried to stand up but you stopped him by grabbing the front of his shirt <<Stay. Stay like this. I want to feel you. Please>> you mumbled,Fred sighed moving a strand of your hair away from your face <<I promised you I’m not going to do anything>> he whispered caressing your leg as he left a kiss on your knee,making your whole body shive <<Are you going to do it with her?>> you asked <<My God Y/n stop caring about Angelina>> he said in a sweet voice,leaning his cheek on your knee,closing his eyes at the feeling of your soft skin <<I can’t Fred. I love you but you...>> your sentence was cut of <<I don’t love her. I had a flirt,that’s it. We didn’t do anything,we didn’t even kissed. We’re just friends>> he said,laying next to you <<You didn’t?>> you asked,resting your head on his shoulder as he hugged you tightly <<We didn’t,Y/n. I’m honest. I love a girl,but it’s not Angelina>>.

<<Lucky her>> you muttered,looking down;Fred suddenly lifted up your face with a finger under your chin <<Lucky you,Y/n>> he replied. You blinked your eyes in confusion <<But if I like you,and you like me why don’t we...>> he cut your sentence off again <<No! Not tonight at least! I’m not taking advantage of the girl I love>> <<But I’m ask- >> <<No! Stop! How many times do I have to tell you? Let’s talk about it once we’re completely sober>> he sighed,resting his head on the soft pillow <<Come here,I’m not letting you go tonight>> he reached out for you,making you fall on his body.You both hugged <<Sleep on it>> he smiled,you did the same,sinking your face in the cloth of his shirt <<I love you,Freddie>> you whispered <<Love you too,Y/n>> he replied.

The smoke from your mouth is literally the one shot of mine I don’t like and y’all really made it rank 1st when it comes to the top posts of my account what am I supposed to do now djsksk

From me to you | C.D.

Cedric Diggory x Reader

Warning:references to death

Masterlist

Summary:After Cedric’s death you find a letter left on your bed.

The chaos exploded around you:people jumped on their feet,shaking their hands in the air to celebrate the boys who had just came out from the labyrinth. You woke up too,trying to see who the winner of the Triwizard tournament was but while everyone was celebrating you soon realised that something was wrong.

Harry seemed to be almost a little dot from your seat but you immediately realised he was holding Cedric in a too weird way,and the Hufflepuff wasn’t even moving. You woke up,trying to walk down the field seats when Fleur’s scream froze the air. The students suddenly became silent as McGonagall turned around asking everyone to stay in their seats.

Your hands were shaking at the thought of what could had just happened and,soon,all your fears turned into reality. <<That’s my son!>> Cedric’s father yelled with tears falling down from his eyes. Your stomach suddenly twisted itself,throwing up its acid while you felt your throat being tied in a tight knot. Your usually bright eyes lost their lights and begun to burn like fire while your cheeks suddenly turned into slides for sealed tears. Even your legs couldn’t make you stand properly as you leaned your body against Pansy Parkinson’s who was standing right beside you

None of you ever got along well with the other,but in that moment all she could do was holding you. A hand of hers rested on your back while the other on your tummy as your eyes met:Pansy was crying too,her breath was short and heavy. You stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds and then you pulled away,running.

You made your way in between the students,hitting Ron who looked at you with the saddest stare you had ever seen in the last years. You even bumped into George and Fred,almost falling as the second one caught you right in time <<Y/n>> he tried to speak but you pushed him and kept running,crossing also Cho Chang’s way. You saw her on her knees,desperately sobbing with Luna right next to her,looking extremely hurt.

Once you made it out with not a single professor seeing you leaving you locked yourself in your bedroom.

Your back slipped along the cold wood of the door. The air was silent,not a single noise could be heard expect the ones from your sobs.

You curled up yourself,hugging your legs you had brought against your chest and hiding your face in the cloth of your uniform skirt.

Your breath was short,you were almost gasping for air while Cedric’s memories crossed your mind like movie scenes. His smile,his pinky cheeks,his hand holding yours. Everything was now just an image stuck in your mind which made your heart emotional.

<<Y/n!>> Cedric greeted you with a soft smile,wrapping your body in a tight hug. His hands caressed your back slowly as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. His scent filled your nostril. Fresh grass and hot thea:it was the boy’s scent which reminded you of home.

You shaked your head,waking up and walking towards your bed. You sat on it and rested your head on your pillow,sliding the hands underneath it. You realised that someone left a sheet of paper under the pillow.

You sat,holding what looked like a letter and read it.

To:Y/n

From:Cedric (Ced) Diggory

Dear Y/n,

As a child mum used to tell me to write down the feelings I couldn’t control to focus on them and on how contain the little flames they sent to my heart.The recipient of my letters used to be a so called “Jace”,he was my imaginary friend. A queit type,I remember describing him like that. But today I’m not writing to him,actually I don’t even know who I’m writing to. I’m not a child anymore,but I don’t even feel to be an adult. I’m in the middle of the thin strand of my life and I’m trying to not fall in the ocean under me. The funny part of what’s going on? I’m writing this letter the night after the first task of the Triwizard Tournament:the most dangerous competition of the entire Wizarding World which I have,obviously,taken part to. A paradox,you see. I regret it. I do. I put my name in the Goblet of fire during a moment of overstatement of myself. I was feeling confident,strong,powerful,I was feeling like someone my friends would look up to...I was feeling like an adult. But I’m not. I’m just a seventeen year old boy who has just realised he wants to live the life of a seventeen year old boy. Not the life of an adult,nor of a hero,or of a fighter.

Is it too late to understand what I put myself into? I do think so,but I can’t go back in time. The concern has begun to grow,the fear has begun to take control and I’m overthinking everything. During the night I lay down and I ask myself if after the tournament I’ll be a different person. Will I keep doing everything in the same way? Will I keep seeing everything in the same way? Then,when I’m finally falling asleep the scariest question starts floating in my mind:will I be able to spend the rest of my life with the people I love? Or will I become a ghost? Someone has just popped in my mind. Someone with a beautiful smile,a girl,with a beautiful smile.

I walk her to class everyday just to see it. She’s the prettiest girl on earth,the strongest,she taught me that every scar is a sign of victory. Her name’s Y/n. Such a sweet name. Such a sweet voice. She always greets me with a soft “Hi” and she calls me “Ced”. Once I asked her why:she said that “Ced” suits me better than “Cedric” because it sounds cuter. I don’t really know if she was just fooling me or if she was telling the truth,but I loved the way she talked to me. Y/n’s my best friend,maybe something more for me. I don’t know if she has the same feelings. I think she’s my soulmate. Not in a foolish way,like what you see in random movies. A real soulmate:the piece which complete you perfectly,the piece of the puzzle which complete the whole picture. I’m not saying this just because we think and act almost in the same way,I’m saying this because when I look at her I’m SURE she’s understanding my feelings,I’m SURE she knows what’s going on in my head,so she speaks and says the right thing at the right moment of the right day.I’m so grateful for Y/n. She’s the only person I’d love to spend the rest of my life with. I’d love to wake up in the morning and see her pretty smile,I’d love to look into her eyes and see the same,deep,clear ocean everyday. I want to hug her and protect her from the worst things of this world,from the cruel life,from the pain. I want to run with her in a field of daisies and butterflies. This is what I fear now:losing her,hurting her. What if she will lose me and it will be my own fault? As I said before I put my name in the Goblet of fire in a moment of overstatement of myself but when I saw all my friends cheering for me I didn’t want to disappoint them,but in not trying to disappoint the whole chorus I disappointed the most important voice. Y/n didn’t want me to take part to the tournament. She told me it was too dangerous,that I would regret everything. And she was right. I’m an hypocrite:I ignored her and now I’m here feeling sorry for hurting her feelings and scared for what my future is going to be. Such a trouble maker. An idiot,that’s better maybe,and as an idiot I should burn this letter in the fireplace,but I’m not. I’m sending this to Y/n.

Dear Y/n,now I’m talking directly to you,I’m not just writing random feelings down anymore. I don’t know how I’ll sent this letter to you,maybe through an howl or maybe I’ll just ask Harry,but please read it until the end. You deserve to read my previous words and the following:I love you. I love you with my whole hurt and I apologise for being too impulsive,I apologise if I’ll hurt you,if you’ll cry sour tears for me,I apologise for not listening to the most important person of my life just not to disappoint someone else.I really do. I hope you’ll find this letter and you’ll bring it to me to slap me in the face,telling me that I’m an idiot and then laugh together at how much dramatic I’m being,but if it won’t happen,please,know that I will always be by your side. No matter what. So please,I’m begging you:forgive me. Forgive me for the happy ending we won’t get. Keep on with your life,find someone that will love you and listen to you in the right way. Find someone you’ll hug with the same love you hugged me,find someone you’ll talk to with the same sweetness you talked to me,find someone who won’t throw everything away and regret it when it’s too late and make them dream as much as I dreamed about you and all your little things. You’re the only one who made me feel alive. Thank you.

Be happy,Y/n.

Forever yours,

Cedric (Ced) x.