"Wait, honey," Fred calls, jogging to catch me at the front door, "what time will you be back today? You know, because Freddie's getting his i-n-j-e-c-t-i-o-n today." He glances over his shoulder, as if fearing the little red-haired menace to jump out.
"So?" I tap my foot, half way out the door as I raise an eyebrow at him.
"I mean," he wrings his hands a little, sending me guilty, puppy eyes, "you usually go with him and, you know, he always cries afterwards and—,"
I laugh, swinging my bag higher onto my shoulder, "Fred Weasley, you've got some sass! You just want me to be the bad guy again, so you can take him after the shot and baby him." He goes red, stuttering his next words, trying— and failing miserably— to hide his guilty grin, throwing all his charm into his next few words. "Pretty please, love?" Another laugh and I throw him a look that says it all, "You wish, huh?"
I blow him a kiss, calling over my shoulder, "Give Freddie my love," and start towards my car, snickering to myself.
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Fanfictionas the title suggests, these are a collection of imagines/ one shots featuring harry potter characters. i strongly support reader request and will update these alongside my normal stories. :: no regular updating schedule :: mild language use :: occ...
