𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Cuddles and a Cinnamon Scented Sweater | F.W. x Reader

Summary: It's that time of the month again. Seeing Y/N get hurt is one of the things Fred hates the most. Being the loving boyfriend he is, he decides to do something about it.

Warning: Mentions of period

I groaned as I clutched my stomach, it was that time of the month, again.

Did it really have to be this painful? Thankfully, it was the weekend. So, I didn't have to endure the torture of getting up early just to attend my classes.

As if my body was on autopilot, I curled up into a ball as pain flared in the lower part of my stomach.

"Y/N, do you want to stay in bed or you're going down for breakfast?" My best friend and roommate, Angelina, asked.

I got up, ignoring the stabbing pain, "I'm coming Angie."

We headed down to the Great Hall where our friends were waiting for us.

Hermione and Ginny gave me a sympathetic smile, noticing my discomfort, as I sat down in between the twins.

"That time of the month?" Hermione asked as I gently nodded.

"Morning Princess!" Fred greeted as he placed a kiss on my temple.

"Morning." I said, giving him a small smile as I took some food.

Noticing my discomfort, my loving boyfriend asked, "Is it that time of the month?"

I nodded weakly, "Yeah."

A worried look graced his features, "Do you want me to take care of you? George and I have a prank to pull on Snape, but I can always postpone it."

I shook my head, "I'm fine, go prank Snape. I have a girls' day to go to anyway."

We had been dating for two years, but he still doesn't fail to amaze me. I was amazed at the fact that he would set aside a prank for me. Amazed at how his demeanor would change from an infamous prankster to my loving and caring boyfriend.

He then stood up, following his twin out of the hall, "If you ever need a cuddle y/n/n, you know where to find me!" He said over his shoulder as he threw me a wink.

"What do you ever see in him?" Ginny asked.

I giggled at the youngest Weasley's question, "He is just so dreamy. His eyes make the stars look dull. His smile is enough to light up my whole world. And don't even get me started on his laugh- "

Ginny pretended to vomit as she said, "Please do not continue. I want to keep my breakfast in my stomach."

Angelina, Hermione and I laughed.

"Don't believe me?" I said, "Ask Angelina what she sees in George."

Angelina looked at me, "Why are you dragging me into this? If you should ask anyone, you should ask Hermione what she sees in Ron."

The bushy-haired girl threw a table napkin at Angelina, "Why me?!"

Angelina threw the table napkin back at her, "Y/N questions me about George, so it's only right to pass it to you."

Hermione tossed the table napkin to me, "Blame Y/N for this then, she was the one who started it."

I chuckled as I passed the napkin to Ginny, "In my defense, Ginny asked me what I saw in Fred, so I just answered her."

Again, the young ginger pretended to puke, "Why am I just realizing that all of my friends have at thing for my brothers?" She questioned, "Firstly, Y/N is dating Fred. Angelina is in love with George, and not to mention Hermione is crushing on Ron." She finished, exasperated.