*Y/N's POV*
"Y/N! Get up!" voices shook me awake.
I rubbed my eyes, "Ginny? Hermione? Angelina?" I yawned, "You guys are definitely here bright and early, aren't you?" I looked over to the empty side of the bed, "Where's Fred?"
"He's already at the Burrow with the boys," Ginny explained, "They should be getting the tent set up right now."
"Here," Hermione handed me a warm delicious-smelling cup.
"What is it?" I asked as I took a small sniff.
"Some special tea Mrs. Weasley made. It's supposed to help with hangovers, we've already had some," Angelina answered.
"That explains how you guys are so perky," I chuckled before finishing off the cup, "So, what's first on the list?"
"Well, we've got to get to the Burrow and also keep you and Fred from seeing each other until the ceremony," Hermione explained, "So, once we get there, straight to Ginny's room. No stopping and talking or anything."
"Alright," I put my hands up in surrender, "You guys are the bosses," I rolled out of bed, "Let me go brush my teeth, shower, and get into some real clothes."
"Okay, we're going to make the bed. Save some time," Ginny spoke.
"Thanks," I chuckled as I walked towards the bathroom.
After finishing getting dressed, we decided to apparate to the Burrow. None of us wanted to deal with dusting soot off ourselves if we used Floo powder.
Going against what the girls said, I looked around the Burrow a bit before Ginny snatched my arm, "Nice try, come on," we giggled as we all hurried to her room.
Mrs. Weasley was already there, readying the dress on the mannequin she had made it on, "Ah, there you are!" she brought you into a quick embrace, "How'd the tea work?"
"Like a charm," I grinned.
"Lovely to hear that," she nodded, "Okay, so the girls are going to get your hair and makeup done while I go make sure Arthur has gotten the boys to take care of everything else."
The girls brought me over to Ginny's vanity, seating me down in front of it as they all got to work on my wedding day look.
*FRED's POV*
"Fred, it's gonna be okay. There's no need to be nervous," Ron tried to calm me as I continued pacing back and forth.
"Easy for you to say!" I snapped back, "You're not about to marry the girl of your dreams in front of all your family and friends!"
"Hey," George intervened, "You know Ronniekins didn't mean anything by it. He just, well, we all just don't want to see you upset. I mean it is your big day, we wouldn't want anything to ruin that."
I sighed, calming myself, "Sorry, Ron. Didn't mean to snap at you, mate."
"It's just the nerves, Fred," Dad added, "I remember how nervous I was when I got married to Mum. Nearly threw up all over my suit."
"Not helping, Dad," I shuttered.
"All I'm trying to say is that it's alright to be nervous, son," Dad grabbed my shoulders, "And, I promise you that you will remember this day as one of the best ones for the rest of your life and I'm sure Y/N will too."
"Thanks, Dad," I sighed.
*Y/N's POV*
Hermione was clipping some of the last pins into my hair, "So, did the Malfoys say anything to you about coming today?"
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intriguing (fred weasley x fem! reader)
FanfictionY/N is the only living and known child of infamous Death Eaters, Rodolphus and Bellatrix Lestrange, perhaps the most loyal of the Dark Lord's followers. Being a Lestrange who was sorted into Gryffindor is not easy, not when pretty much everyone hate...
