y/n pov:
I woke up at around 12 in the afternoon, the sun peeking through the curtains. I sit up letting my feet hit the cold floor.
Last night's events came rushing back to me, Fred had finally asked me to be his girlfriend. A large smile slowly crept onto my face as I remembered last night.
I jump out of my bed completely and happily make my down the stairs and into the common room.
Fred was sitting on the old leather looking bored out of his mind.
I plopped down next to him causing his head to shoot up and look right at me. Fred's eyes seemed to light up at the sight of me and it warmed my heart.
"Well look who finally bloody woke up," Fred says while planting a small kiss on my forehead.
I felt my cheeks get hot and I already knew that my face was glowing a light pink.
Before I could say anything Fred started speaking again.
"Also, Professor Moody came looking for you and he said to meet him in his office immediately"
That's when I remembered the final task was today and I was supposed to help him set it up.
"Oh no, I've got to go, I'll see you later Freddie," I say planting a small kiss on his lips.
Fred gives me a soft smile before I rush out of the common room and to Moody's office.
"Took you long enough" Moody snaps as I step into the cold office.
"Well I'm here now aren't I?" I respond slightly irritated with the deranged professor.
"Yes, well now we only have three hours to set up, let's go." He spits at me while dragging me out of his office and outside towards the giant hedge maze that had seemed to appear overnight.
"We've got to find someplace to put it" He sighs as we walk through the maze.
After what felt like hours of walking we finally found a place to put the cup.
I put the cup down one hand still on it and look up to see who I thought was Professor Moody but his face was now shifting and morphing pointing his wand right at me.
"Sorry about this love"
Before I even had the chance to blink I found myself in a graveyard, the same graveyard I dreamt about. I look around taking in my surroundings, right in the center of the graveyard there was a big statue of the grim reaper which almost immediately caught my eye. Upon closer examination, I realized it was none other than Tom Riddle's.
I could hear my heart beat in my ears at this point, everything that had happened in my dream is happening now expect Harry wasn't here.
At that exact moment it dawned on me, this was a set up.
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Safe || Fred Weasley x Reader (ON HOLD)
Fanfictiony/n is not your average girl, constantly finding herself in trouble. With the same scar as the famous Harry Potter but placed on the back of her neck, it is clear she has her own destiny she needs to fulfill. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...