【 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐔 】
𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 ♡ 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ♡ 𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲
Everyone has a soulmate.
The String of Fate works much like a radar. People say you have to be within a few feet of your soulmate for the red rin...
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It was the night of the ball and you couldn't help the nerves as you paced back and forth just at the corner of the wall by the staircase. You wore this elegant dress your mom owled you just the day before. You were in awe of the intricate design of it all but also nervously wondered if you could pull it off. It was a beautiful floor-length gold sequin dress. Sparkling long sleeves that hung around your arms. The bodice decorated with flowers on the sides of the plunging neckline. And an added front slit at the skirt for dramatic effect.
You peek around the corner to see the twins just as nervous waiting for you. You quickly fix any loose strands in your boho-chic braided bun, before taking in a deep breath, internally kicking yourself to move from hiding.
You emerge at the top of the staircase and slowly descend the steps, praying to Merlin you avoid any embarrassment by accidentally tripping. The two redheads, and your best friends, Harry and Ron are in awe when they turn to see you.
Their eyes widen at the sight of you, holding their breaths in admiring silence. When you reach the bottom, you approach Fred and George, their eyes never leaving you.
"You look—" Fred pauses, drinking in the sight of you. "Stunningly beautiful, Love." A smile forming his lips, full of subtle charm.
They both had their hair tied back in a low ponytail with a few strands that curtained their features. They were wearing a long black dress robe, and a simple brown vest with a string bow tie wrapped around their white dress shirts.
"And you two look absolutely striking," you beam at them, returning their freckled smiles. "How did I get so lucky?"
"I think we're the lucky ones," George says, full of admiration as he takes your hand and kissing your knuckles.
"Alright, we get it. You three look great," Ron grunts, bitterly piping in.
You turn to him annoyed at his comment, but only to widen your eyes in surprise, realizing exactly what he meant by the sight of his suit. His dress robes were covered in lace and an eye-catching collar to match. You couldn't help but stifle a laugh.
"Ron, you look..." you trail off, clueless with what to say next.
"Utterly hideous," the twins finish, smirking at their frustrated little brother.
Harry snorts beside Ron, earning a glare from him. You cough, regaining your composure to look back at Fred and George.
"Ready?" They each motion an arm out for you.
You nod, locking their arms around yours as you make your way inside the Great Hall.
The stone walls were covered in decorated icicles. Three large snow coated trees at the front of the room. And snow that poured from the ceiling. It was certainly a breathtaking sight.
