Weasley Twin Oneshots

Fred~ The Date

Word Count: 1317

You and Fred have been friends since 2nd year. Best friends I should say.

You met during Snape's class while you were having difficulty making a potion and Fred gave you a quiet pointer. Ever since then, you and Fred had been hanging out and you've been invited to the Burrow a handful of times. You also have been friends with George, since your friends with Fred.

"(Y/N)!" Fred shouted through the corridors as you were finishing up your last class of the day. He jogged over.

"What's up?" I looked up into his eyes.

"Well, I was wondering if you'd-erm- like to go to Hogsmeade this Saturday?" He ran his hands through his hair. He only does that when he's either nervous or hiding something.

"Yeah, of course. Is George coming?"

"Yeah-Well, uh- he's actually gonna hang out with Lee."

"Oh, well, the two of us then?" I smiled.

"Yeah..." Fred trailed off. "Like a date."

My heart skipped a couple of beats, hoping to hear what I think I just heard.

"Only if you want. It doesnt have to be. I'm-"

"No, I would love to go on a date with you Fred."

"Yeah? Oh thank Merlin, I thought I just had ruined everything. Anyways, see you at dinner?"

"Save me a seat?"

"Always." He winked and ran off the way he came over.

I'm pretty sure I was holding my breath the entire time that conversation was being held because when he left I felt like I could breath again I was so nervous.

~~Time skip to about 20 minutes to dinner but your in your dorm with your roomie~~

I've had a crush on Fred since I think I met him. Merlin, he was perfectly imperfect. His laugh, his eyes, his nose, his silky red locks, his amazing arms, and dont get my started on his-

"(Y/N)?" A voice that semmingly belonged to Hermione snapped me out of my thoughts. She was in a year below me but we ended up in a dorm together.

"Yeah?"

"You've been brushing your hair for the past 10 minutes, is everything okay?"

"Fred asked me out," I quickly said.

"(Y/N), that's wonderful!" She smiled then seemingly looked at my hair and her eyes widened slightly.

"What?" I looked into the vanity mirror to see my hair almost to a poof, like clown hair.

"HERMIONE HELP!" I panicked. "MY HAIR!"

"Calm down, come here." I touched my hair.

"Stop touching it, it'll make it worse." I immediately removed my hands out of my frizzy, poofy hair. I sat down infront of Hermione on her 4 post bed. She muttered a spell that quickly flattened it, it looked much, much more better.

"Oh Hermione, thank you!" I cried.

"No worries, (Y/N)"

Time skip to the feast in the Great Hall~

"'Elo beautiful." Fred slung his long arm around my shoulder as I sat next to him.

"Hi." I lightly blushed at the pet name.

"Your hair seems different." He said, his fingers curling my hair and playing with the ends.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing."