Harry potter imagines

Fred Weasley

requested by @weasardingworld! thanks for requesting!!!!

request: You have a nightmare and fred is there to help you

 y/n dream....

"No!!! Please dont hurt him i swear ill do whatever you want!!!"  i sobbed trying to get to Fred as he lay there on the cold cement bleeding out. "plz just let me help him"  i begged as Fred coughed up so more blood. "you've done enough" he pushed me aside pulling out his revolver "NO N-" *BANG* "oh god" i sobbed covering my face as i saw Fred's limp body on the floor. "your turn" was all he said before pointing his gun to my forehead before pulling the trigger. 

*BANG*

I shot up in bed panting as sweat rolled down my face. i sighed getting out of the guest bed i had been giving to by Mrs. weasley when i arrived. i looked at the clock, |2.49 AM|. "ugh" i groaned sitting up in my bed. i slipping my shoes on and quietly not to wake the sleeping Ginny next to me. i tip toed the best i could out of the bedroom and down the hall towards the stairs. *creaaaaakk* "shit"  mumbled as the wood creaked under my foot. 

i slowly walked down the stairs to the dimly lit kitchen. i opened the small cupboard grabbing the first cup i could see and taking it to the sink. "hey you ok?" a voice asked making me jump and drop the glass as it shattered everywhere. "omg im so sorry you just scared me" i sighed kneeling to pick of the glass. i gasped as i felt a sting in my finger, i had cut my finger on the glass. "hey stop ill get it later" the voice said again taking my hands in his. once i had finally met his eyes i had immediately lost the breath i had in my lungs. Fred. 

"i- h- hey" i stuttered blushing as i looked down so he wouldn't see. "come" was all he said as he lead me to the couch and sat me down across him. "what happened why are you up so early?" he asked with concern i hadn't really expected to see. "i- um i had a bad dream" i whispered fiddling with my fingers. "what was it about?" "um i was- we were in a basement and there was a guy in a ski mask. he started punching and making you bleed. i tried to get to you and tell him to stop but he wouldn't and he shot you" i sobbed as the tears came again. 
"hey shh its ok im here nothing happened to me" he cooed pulling me into a hug. it was a warm secure hug, i took in hid scent. fireworks, log fire, home. he arm rubbed the back of my hand why one hand rubbed circles on my back. my eyes started to feel heavy as Fred laid back so i was basically laying on the side of him with my head on his chest. "goodnight y/n" he whispered kissing my forehead. i blushed slowly drifting into a calm sleep. 

the last thing i heard before i fell asleep was "you look so beautiful"