Harry potter imagines

Fred Weasley (Chubby Y/N!)

"Y/n you need to put yourself out there more, talk to him!" my best friend nudged my shoulder. "whats the point? you and i both no im not his type. Just look at Angelina. shes pretty, nice and skinny" i pointed out trying not to look too sad so she wouldn't worry. "Y/n Fred doesn't care about that stuff i guarantee it. if hes as sweet as you say he is then your weight shouldn't matter" she said trying her best to help the situation. it didn't, but i loved her for trying. "Hey Fred!" she shouted causing me to immediately panic. "What are you doing?!" i whispered smacking her arm looking anywhere but the tall ginger walking out way. "whats up? Hi y/n" he said giving me a warm small before turning back to Danni (my friend). "soooo, who you asking to the yule ball?" she asked poking his arm. he looked between the both of us silently. "hes asking Angelina obviously Danni now we best be going" i said awkwardly chuckling and turning around. "i- uh was actually gonna ask someone else" he said nervously fidgeting with his fingers. "oh" i said almost more disappointed in his response then the thought of him going with Angelina. "who's the lucky girl?"

"well shes super beautiful, shes the perfect figure. shes kind and funny too" he smiled as if he was day dreaming her right then and there. It's definitely not me. i could've cried then and there but i couldn't let Fred see that. i just and walked to the nearest empty classroom, i couldn't see either of their faces right now. why had i let myself go so much, why was i sitting here crying cause some boy doesn't like me the way i am. i walked into an empty potions class and sat down against the far wall. pulling my knees in i decided i could finally let it out or at least i thought. "y/n?" the voice of a familiar ginger spoke knocking a few times on the door. "just give me a minute" i pushed out a chuckle wiping the tears that had escaped my red puffed eyes. "y/n why'd you walk off" he spoke softly as he took careful steps near me. "It's really nothing Fred" i smiled sniffling. "hey, talk to me" he sat down next to me, his leg touching mine. "I cant" i tried my hardest to fight it but the stubborn tears needed a way out. "y/n you can tell me anything. you know that" he whispered reaching over his hand. i felt his soft fingertips lace through mine. 

"Why am i not a enough, why is it such a problem to people that im not as skinny as Angelina or other girls" i complained pouring my dramatic story onto him. "Is this about you thinking i was asking Angelina? cause shes skinny?" he laughed but stopped once he had seen my serious stained face. "I was talking about you y/n" he said scooting so he was in front of me. "what?" i asked shocked at what had came out of his mouth. "the beautiful girl. with the amazing personality and body, that was you" he said tucking a hair behind my ear. "i dont have a perfect body" i laughed still thinking he was playing a prank on me like he loves to do. He sat there staring at my face almost like he was examining it. going from my eyes, to my nose, to my lips. without saying anything or warning me he leaned in contacting his soft lips to me. still in shock i sat there until it had set it. i felt his soft hand come up to my cheek and then slide down to the back of my neck. 

Even though it was the last thing i wanted to do i pulled away to fill my lungs with the air i had lost. "your perfect to me y/n" he whispered going up to kiss my forehead. "so does this mean were going to the yule ball together?" i asked like a 10 year old. he chuckled shaking my head with his. "yes, if you'll do me the honor" he smiled kissing my cheek to my lips. i slung my arms around his neck as we stood up together. "why didn't you tell me you felt the way you did, ive liked you longer then you could know" i confessed. wrapping his arms around my waist gently he smiled thinking of his answer. "I had no idea if you'd feel the same i guess" he said sheepishly hiding his face from me. "oh boy Fred weasely" i laughed kissing his lips once more.