Flustered ❉ Fred Weasley (REWRITING!)

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The knocking on the door began to wake the ginger up from her slumber, mumbling a bit of profanities under her groggy breath. But nonetheless Lydia just pulled the sheets over her head and tried to ignore the damn knocking. Letting..well trying to let her eyes close and fall asleep once again.

Five minutes later and the knocking is still going on.

Lydia rolled her eyes while wrapping the sheet around her body and got up from the bed, making her way to the door. "Listen -"

"And the queen has arrived ! You know I've been knocking for five minutes straight looking like a dimb wit-"

"Fred, what the hell are you doing here?" The smile appearing on his face those cute little dimples making its way across  "Well it's nice to see you too Lyds, love the look by the way" The famous smirk growing on his face, Lydia glancing down at the sheet wrapped around her petetie body making her appear like a, well a, a potatoe. Lydia Martin looked like a potatoe folks. Not her best look, yet she still look flawless.

"How'd you get in here anyway? Didn't think you'd even get past the riddle"

"Oh you doubt my skills Martin, happy to let you know I solved it myself thank you very much" The amount of pride in his voice leading him to smile with victory and the girl with her eyes rolling. "so back to my question Weasley, what the hell are you doing here"

"I asked him to" Allison suddenly bumping into the picture, giving a smile to Fred and a stone face to Lydia. "Why" "Look all you need to know is you and Weasley here will spend the day together"

Allison slipping on her boots and walked out the door flashing a wink to Lydia. Giving out a big huff the ginger girl smiled and pushed Fred out of the room. "You know I could help you with dressing! I've got a great fashion sense darling" He yelled from the other side leaning on the door.

"Thanks for the offer darling, but I'd rather not take advice from the boy that wears his sweater inside out!" She yelled back smiling as she did so, continuing to get dressed. As Fred glanced down at his outfit shaking his head realizing she was right. "Observant girl you are Lydia" whispering to himself with a smile.

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"So how's the weather up there then Weasley"

"haha oh so clever Lydia Martin, tell me did ya get that from the trash joke shop?"

The two began to laugh between conversation, occasionally gazing at each other with lovey-dovey eyes only for it to be ruined by Fred and his humor. Or when Lydia would cough and look to the side, either way the moment would get ruined by the both of them. But nonetheless, the two could talk for hours (which they did).

The two gingers walked through the halls eventually making it on time to dinner. Well, early then expected so the two sat outside on the benches.

"Thanks for today Fred"

"Do my ears deceive me or is Lydia Martin being sincere" Placing a hand on his chest with a big goofy grin. Lydia placed her hand over his squeezing it a bit with a sincere smile. "I'm serious, thank you" "It's my pleasure darling"

Suddenly a tear dropped onto her cheek Fred wiping it off carefully, looking deeply at her. "You are alright love" Lydia being the type person she is, she shook her head wiping away the tears herself. "Yeah uhm im fine-"

"No you're not, you can tell me ya know. I'm always here for you"

"I'm fine, really just the weather and all" Letting out a slight chuckle, Fred not buying it one bit. But he knew if he were to push on it would just push her away. "Probably right, we should head on in then"

"So how was your day then" Allison said giving Lydia a smile. "Best day I've had in weeks" Giving each other side hugs the two continued to feast on. Allison searching around to the Gryffindor table to meet eyes with Fred, mouthing a 'thank you' to him.

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Lydia began to move around in her sheets, sweat running down her forehead and onto her pillow. Suddenly sitting up letting out heavy breaths hearing a voice abrupt from the side of the bed.

"That friend of yours, Fred is it? He's a nice young man Lydia it'd be a pity to see him-"

"Don't you dare lay a finger on him or so help me-"

"Ah ah ah, I wouldn't be saying threats now Lydia. Wouldn't want those night terrors to get worse now would we?"

"What do you want with me peter, you've already done enough damage what else could you possibly want"

His laugh racing through her ears like a siren, boy would she rather have the siren then Peter. But that's just not the case.

"Oh it's just getting started, be ready Lydia the time is coming"

And with that he left, leaving her more vulnerable then ever.

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WOW IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING ! AND FOR ANY SPELLING MISTAKES.

Hope you enjoyed this thoooo :)