Playing it safe [ Fred Weasley x reader ]

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When I wake up, all I can remember is the odd yet terrifying dream I had last night. I shudder at the thought of it. I shake my head to rid my brain of all negative thoughts and get ready for the day.  I don't bother waking up Angelina,  Alicia or Katie and run straight to the common room. Because breakfast doesn't start for another fifteen minutes,  I decide to read.

I sit down on one of the red velvet sofas and Crack open one of my favorite muggle books , The Hunger Games. I'm deeply engrossed in the book when something touches my shoulder. I look back and there is nothing. So I continue reading. Until it touches my shoulder again.

I already know what it is. "Good morning Fred" I say, keeping my eyes on the book. He flips over the couch so he's sitting next to me. "How'd you know it was me!?" He asks surprised. His hair hasn't been combed , so it's all ruffled. His brown eyes staring into mine with a questioning look while his famous smirk is spread across his face. I have to admit, he looks really cute. But he always does.

"I'm not stupid Freddie" I say to him. "That's a first" he shoots back. Sudenly we are both staring into each other's eyes. I start to feel myself being pulled in like I was that morning before the Quidditch World Cup.. I notice he's slowly getting closer, and closer. Our faces are only inches apart. He closes his eyes , I can tell he's about to kiss me. My heart is racing. I close my eyes. Right before our lips connect, Ron and Harry bound down the stairs, making us spring apart.

"Blimey! Did you see her! She was the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen!" Ron exclaims.

Harry just laughs at his stupidity. I hope no one noticed that me and Fred almost just...well...kissed. I can't believe they ruined it! George sneaks up behind me and Fred.

"Hello lovebirds!" He sings to us. "Lovebirds!?" Me and Fred say in unison, acting like nothing happened. George leans in closer to us and whispers,  "Don't act like nothing happened, I saw everything..." and then he walks out of the portrait hole, humming to himself quietly. Me and Fred look at each other,  me blushing profusely. Fred just laughs it off and follows George,  leaving me sitting there like a tomato with Harry and Ron.

"So, who were you talking about Ron?" I ask him, recalling what he was ramblingon about when they inturrupted... whatever just happened. He just looks into the distance,  dreamily. Like my friend Luna Lovegood in 3rd year. "Fleur Delacour" Harry answers for him. I just laugh. "Want to head to breakfast with us?" He asks me. I almost say yes and then I remember I have to go to the hospital wing. My parents mailed some of my supplies to Madame Promfry while I have some other things in my trunk.

I have to go to the hospital wing every breakfast lunch and dinner to take my treatments. "Uhm...you guys go. I'll catch up you later" I say. Harry just shrugs and him and Ron leave. I run upstairs and grab my things, hide them and in my book bag, and head down to the hospital wing. By the time I get there, I'm out of breath and I feel dizzy. I just shrug it off and head inside.

"Ah! Miss l/n, I was expecting you. Come along." Madame Promfry shows me to a bed with a curtain around it and I sit down. I hand her some things while she sets up the IV. She hooks me up and closes the curtain. While it's going, she starts speaking.

"Me and a group of highly trained healers from St.Mungos are trying to find a more affect cure with magic." She tells me. I just nod. "We understand that muggles do not have the best cures for diseases and illnesses." She continues, shaking her head dissaprovingly.

Diseases.
Illnesses.

After about half an hour she let's me go, but there's only 10 minutes left of breakfast now.

I pull down my sleeve,  covering the IV and head to my dorm. I try to magic a cloaking spell on my scars but they won't stick. I wear my hair down and in front of my face and the robes sleeves are long enough to cover the evil word on my wrist. I decide to skip the rest of Breakfast and head to my first class.

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"Today you will be brewing a simple potion." Proffesor Snape drones on. I just keep my head down and take notes. My partner,  Angelina is flirting with George behind her, earning a 10 point deduction from Gryffindor. I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around. Fred passes me a note with a small grin on his face. I roll my eyes and turn around to read it.

Hey, you okay? Where were you at breakfast this morning? Also, you don't have to hide your scar. It just shows how brave you are.

I can't tell where I was at breakfast,  I can't tell anyone. But does he really think I'm brave? I write a note back and pass it to him.

Fred's POV:

Y/n passes a note back to me. I'm really worried, she hasn't seemed herself since this morning and it's the last class of the day. I read her note:

Yeah I'm fine. I just wasn't hungry.  And you really think I'm brave?

I look up, my eyes meeting her beautiful e/c ones. I smile and nod at her. I know she's not telling me everything, I can tell when she's lying. After all, we've been inseparable since our first year. But I won't push it. Maybe it was what happened this morning. I wish it would've just kissed her. I really like her and I don't know how to tell her.

Thanks a lot, Ron.

I just hope she's okay.

If I can't work up the nerve to tell her about my feelings  then this will be another very, very long year at Hogwarts.

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