intriguing (fred weasley x fem! reader)

Chapter Twenty-Five: A Show For You

*Y/N's POV*

     "Ugh, I'm so tired," I sighed as Hermione, Ginny, Angelina, and, I walked out of the Room of Requirement. I stopped at the door looking around, "Hey, where'd Fred and George go?"

     "They said they needed to get some last-minute things set up for your date and they've instructed us to keep you in your dorm until then," Angelina answered, the other two girls giggling.

     "Do you guys know something I don't know?" I asked as they pushed me hurriedly towards the Common Room.

     "Even if we did know something, we wouldn't want to ruin the surprise," Hermione smirked. I rolled my eyes as they sat me in front of the vanity in my room.

     "Now, let's get you ready," Ginny smiled as they all pulled out makeup brushes and combs. 

    After what felt like hours of being poked and prodded at by my friends, they told me to cover my eyes but not actually touch my face so as to "not smudge their masterpiece."

     "And voila!" Angelina spun the chair back around, my hands still over my eyes.

    "You can open your eyes now, Y/N," Hermione lightly pulled my hands from my face. I blinked a few times as my eyes adjusted back to the light.

     "Bloody hell," I muttered as I looked over myself.

      Ginny chuckled, "We tried to stay as true to you as we could. Not too much but just enough to show Fred how lucky he is."

     "What do you think?" Angelina bit her lip nervously.

     "I-I don't know what to say," I blushed, "You guys did such a great job."

    "Really?" Hermione asked.

      I could hardly take my eyes off myself, "Yeah, I mean, wow."

     "Alright, let's leave the ogling to my brother," Ginny teased, taking me from the mirror, "Time for your outfit, we took the liberty of picking out something to match your look," they motioned over to the outfit they had laid on my bed.

     "Okay, you guys officially know me too well," I chuckled as I looked it over "I mean, really, you guys did a fantastic job," I brought us all into a group hug.

     "Well, go on, get dressed," Angelina pushed me behind the room divider we usually used to get dressed. I pulled on the outfit, careful to not smudge anything. 

     "So?" I stepped out from behind it, "What do we think?"

     "I daresay I like this better than your Yule Ball outfit," Ginny snickered.

    "Really? I don't look silly?" I asked as I looked over myself in the mirror.

     Hermione rested her head on my shoulder as she looked me over, "Not in the slightest."

    "Now, come on, we want to get some pictures of you and Fred," Angelina tugged me towards the door.

     "I thought Fred wanted me to meet him there?" I asked.

     "Well, yeah, but you didn't think we'd just let you go on your first date without him properly escorting you?" Hermione joked.

     "And you two hardly have any pictures of just the two of you," Ginny added, "You're gonna wanna remember moments like these, trust us." I smiled as we walked down the steps.

     I couldn't help but chuckle when I saw Fred dressed up, not in a full-out tux, but his button-up and slacks complimented him, "Well, don't you clean up nice, Weasley,"