𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Cupid's Chokehold | band!au

Summary: Fred hasn't always been known to not be serious about a girl, until he meets Y/N and finds himself in Cupid's Chokehold

"You okay sweetheart?" Fred asked, slinging an arm around my shoulder as their band wrapped up practice.

I nodded, fiddling with the end of my shirt, "Yeah, just a bit nervous."

"For what?" He asked, "Meeting my parents?"

I nodded, avoiding his gaze.

He chuckled, pressing a kiss to my temple, "Don't be nervous. They'll love you. Even if they don't m, that won't stop me from loving you."

I looked up at him, "Really?"

"Of course. I'd even tell the whole world if you want." He said before hopping on to the stage and grabbing the microphone, pointing a finger in my direction, "Take a look at my girlfriend. She's the only one I want."

I laughed, "Freddie, you don't have to do that."
My boyfriend grinned, "There's that radiant smile!"
—
I looked up at the house where my fate would be decided. I felt like my heart would jump out of my throat as we were mere inches away from the door.

"You okay?" George asked, "You look like you're going to be sick."

"Yup." I said, "Just dealing with some nerves."
Fred pressed a kiss to my cheek, "You'll be fine sweetheart."

George knocked on the door, causing their mother to open it and engulf the both of them into a hug, fussing about them getting thinner with all the practice they're doing.

When Molly's attention turned to me, a smile grew on her lips as she pulled me into a bone-crushing hug, "You must be Y/N! Goodness, you're so beautiful! How was my son able to snag someone like you?"

Fred laughed, "I ask myself the same question everyday."

Dinner with the Weasleys went by smoothly, we gathered around the living room exchanging stories when I excused myself to get some water from the kitchen.

That's when I overheard Fred and Molly's conversation.

"Fred, are you really sure about her?" Molly asked.

Fred nodded, "Mum, this is going to sound like a really bad joke. But, it's safe to say she's my new girlfriend."

Molly sighed, "I know, but she is the first girl that you brought home. You have to, at least, be serious about her."

"I am serious about her. I know it sounds old, but Cupid got me in a chokehold. We even got a secret handshake. And she loves the music that my band makes. I know I'm young, but if I had to choose her or the sun: I won't have any second thoughts about choosing her."
—
"Good morning sweetheart." Fred greeted, wrapping his arms around my waist as I transferred the pancakes unto the plate.

"You ready for your show later?" I asked as he scattered soft kisses along my neck.

"Just a tad bit nervous." He admitted, "But, knowing that you'll be there in the front row makes me a whole lot better."

"Is that my favorite pancakes?" He asked, peeking over my shoulder.

I chuckled, "Yeah. Just thought you would like some."

Fred smiled, burying his head into the crook of my neck, "If this ain't love then I don't know what love is."
—
Fred and his band performed perfectly, receiving a standing ovation from the audience.

I pushed through the crowd of people, making my way backstage when I felt somebody tap my shoulder.

I turned and saw a girl giving me a small smile,
"You're the lead singer's girlfriend, right?"
"Yeah. I am." I said.

She giggled, "You're so lucky to be his girlfriend and it was sweet of him to dedicate the last song to you."

I smiled, "As far as I know, that song was about me. But, you're right, he is a gentleman and I'm lucky to have him."

As soon as we finished our conversation, I headed backstage and almost walked into another conversation.

Fred's voice could be heard, "Dad, I'm trying hard not to talk fast. But, I finally have found the one. She is the type of girl that will make you way proud of your son. She's my soulmate, I can tell by the way she says my name."

Arthur smiled at him, clapping him on the shoulder, "I'm already proud of you."
—
I glanced at the clock that hung on the kitchen wall: 11:30 am. The band's practice time must've been extended.

I then heard the door open as Fred came in. He had a slightly pissed off look on his face as he took off his coat and threw it on the couch, dropping his bag on the floor.

Sensing his exhaustion, I left my chore and ran into his arms, breathing in his musky scent.

"Bad day?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Better." He mused, kissing the top of my head,
"Now that you're here in my arms."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" I said.

My boyfriend shook his head, "Maybe later. Right now, I just want all of my attention on you."
—
Another week has ended, which meant another Sunday dinner at the Weasley household.

"You've got to be kidding!" Charlie said, "You can't tell me that Fred's girlfriend is this gorgeous!"

"I told you!" Bill said with a small laugh, "It's hard to believe that he managed to snag someone like her."

Fred raised his hands in mock surrender, "I know you guys think that I slipped her a love potion or something. I,myself, can't figure out how she fell for a dork like me. I mean, look at her: she's got a smile that would make the most senile. Her eyes are comparable to sunrise. And it doesn't stop there, she's got the cutest laugh I've ever heard. When I start to build my future, she's the main component."

"Simp." George snickered, teasing his twin.
Fred draped an arm around my shoulder, "Call it dumb, call it luck, call it love, or whatever you call it but no matter what you say, she's the one for me."

Ginny shushed him, "Why don't we ask your girlfriend."

I suddenly felt all eyes on me, "Well, Fred may be a dork. But, he is the sweetest and most caring person ever. He always knows what to do to make me feel better. As cliche as it sounds, he brings out the best in me. That, and the fact that he is handsome and hot."

Fred beamed at me with pride, "Take a look at my girlfriend. She's the only one I want."