The Gryffindor and Hufflepuff (Fred Weasley x Reader)

Back to Hogwarts again

Your POV

"I don't want to leave you Freddie" I said to my boyfriend as we got to the platform
"You'll see me in few more months and this time you won't have to leave because you'll be graduated from Hogwarts and you'll get to see me everyday again" Freddie told me
"I love you Freddie" I told my boyfriend
"I love you too Princess" Freddie said as I walked towards the train, but went back to Freddie and kissed him one last time before I went onto the train.

No one's POV

As the Hogwarts Express chugged along, the familiar rhythm of the train wheels against the tracks echoed through the compartment. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow on the faces of my friends. We were all headed back to Hogwarts for another year of magical adventures.

Y/n leaned back against the plush seat, her eyes scanning the passing landscape. "You know," she said, breaking the silence, "I miss the twins."

Eli rolled his eyes dramatically. "Yayyyy," he drawled, "Now it's back to talking about the twins all the time with Angelina, Lee, Y/n, Ron, and Ginny."

"I heard that," Y/n shot back, her playful smile never leaving her lips. She settled into the seat across from me, her red hair catching the fading light.

"He's not wrong, though," Taylor chimed in. "It's true. We do talk about them a lot."

"Yeah," Angelina agreed, "but only because we don't get to see them all the time anymore."

"We can talk about them whenever we want," I interjected, defending our twin friends. "After all, they're practically family."

"You're right, N/n," Eli said, "but it gets annoying when you talk about them all the time."

Eli smirked. "He's right," Taylor added, glancing at her boyfriend.

Ron leaned forward, mischief dancing in his eyes. "Are you only saying that because Eli is your boyfriend, or do you actually think it's annoying?"

"Both," Taylor admitted, earning a chuckle from the rest of us.

"See? Taylor gets it," Eli said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

I leaned back, my thoughts drifting to Freddie. "I get it," I said softly. "When I dated Eli, I agreed with everything he said. I'm not gonna lie—I agree with everything Freddie says too."

Angelina nodded. "I agree with everything Georgie says unless it's something stupid."

"The twins always come up with stupid things," I mused, remembering their wild antics.

"The prank supplies they come up with are stupid," Taylor agreed, shaking her head.

"They really are," I said, laughing. "They should come up with less stupid ideas for prank supplies."

Alyssa leaned forward, her eyes sparkling. "Just imagine what the names of all those would be like."

Taylor grinned. "They should name their prank supplies better."

And so, as the Hogwarts Express hurtled toward the castle, we spun wild tales of magical mischief, laughter filling the compartment. The twins might be far away, but their spirit lingered among us, woven into every conversation and every shared memory.

The train's rhythmic hum matched the cadence of our laughter as we recounted the countless pranks pulled by the mischievous twins. "I bet they're brewing up new ideas for the next batch of 'Weasley Wonders,'" I added, joining in the imaginative banter. The anticipation of another magical year at Hogwarts was palpable, fueled by the enduring bond we shared with Fred and George, even miles away.

Y/n, catching the wistful tone, gazed out of the window. "Remember the time they enchanted snowballs to explode into skiving snackboxes? Classic."

Eli chuckled, "And the fireworks at the Quidditch World Cup! They know how to leave a lasting impression."

Alyssa, with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, suggested, "Maybe they're secretly inventing a way to send us surprise packages through owl post."

Laughter erupted at the thought of receiving unexpected, possibly chaotic, deliveries from the twins. As the train continued its journey, the camaraderie strengthened, and the tales of the twins became a bridge connecting us to the magical world awaiting us at Hogwarts.

As the stories unfolded, we couldn't help but speculate about the twins' current whereabouts and endeavors. "I bet George is working on a revolutionary new joke shop product," Ron pondered, earning nods of agreement.

Angelina leaned in, adding, "And Fred's probably stirring up trouble wherever he goes, keeping their legacy alive."

A playful smirk crossed Taylor's face. "Maybe they've even convinced Professor McGonagall to join in on their pranks."

The idea of the strict Head of Gryffindor House participating in mischief sparked a fresh round of laughter. The train's gentle rocking became a comforting backdrop to our banter, weaving a tapestry of friendship that not even distance could unravel. Hogwarts awaited, and with each passing moment, the anticipation for magical adventures with familiar faces grew stronger.

Amidst our laughter, the compartment door slid open, revealing Neville Longbottom with a sheepish grin. "Mind if I join you guys?" he asked, clutching a familiar box of Chocolate Frogs.

"Of course, Neville! Pull up a seat," I exclaimed, making room for him.

Neville settled in, and the conversation seamlessly shifted to memories of past years at Hogwarts. "Remember when the twins turned my ears into canary cream?" Neville chuckled, shaking his head.

"That was a classic," Angelina agreed, a nostalgic smile on her face.

As we reminisced, the camaraderie expanded, blending the mischief of the twins with Neville's endearing moments. The Hogwarts Express rumbled on, carrying us toward the castle, where new adventures awaited in the corridors of magic and friendship.

As the train continued its journey, the topic of discussion shifted to our individual aspirations for the upcoming school year. Ron, with a twinkle in his eye, declared, "I'm determined to beat Fred and George's record for most detentions in a single year!"

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Good luck with that, Ron. You might need the twins' guidance for that kind of achievement."

Laughter filled the compartment once again, echoing the timeless bond we shared. The sun had fully set, and the landscape outside transformed into a magical tapestry of moonlit trees and enchanted shadows. Hogwarts loomed in the distance, its illuminated towers beckoning us to another year of spells, potions, and the everlasting camaraderie that made each journey aboard the Hogwarts Express an unforgettable adventure.

As the night unfolded, the glow of the castle grew more pronounced. We could see the flickering lights from Hagrid's hut and the silhouette of the Whomping Willow, standing tall in the moonlit grounds.

Neville, feeling the excitement, shared his newfound interest in Herbology and his goal to grow a unique magical plant this year. "Maybe even something to rival the mischief managed by the twins," he joked, earning laughs and encouraging nods.

The train slowed as it approached the platform, and we gathered our belongings, anticipation coursing through us. The doors opened, revealing the familiar sight of the welcoming Hogsmeade Station. Hogwarts, standing tall against the night sky, welcomed us home.

As we stepped off the train, the echoes of laughter and shared stories lingered, bridging the gap between the tales of the twins and the magical adventures awaiting us in the hallowed halls of Hogwarts. The journey on the Hogwarts Express was more than a means of transportation; it was a tradition, a conduit of friendship, and a prelude to the enchanting year that lay ahead.

Word Count: 1140

A/n: I know this is different, but I couldn't think of what to write for this chapter, so here it is. I didn't write this chapter. ChatGPT did. So thanks ChatGPT. But Hey it's actually good. I hope you enjoyed the ChatGPT written chapter. I will be writing the next chapter myself. It will be published on March 29th, 2024. If you back a few chapters you'll know why.