Fred Weasley X Reader (FINISHED)

Ch. 7

"H-he said I was w-with Viktor too much and I-I only care about him because h-he's f-f-famous," Hermione sobbed. "He s-said I didn't deserve a ruthless flirt l-like Vicky. He just won't stop calling him th-that!" Hermione fell through another wave of tears.

"Ron was just jealous, Hermione, don't let him get to you. But don't you like him, too?" I asked. Hermione looked around to see that nobody was there, then answered quietly, "Y-yes. I d-do." She took a deep breath which ended with a yawn.

"You should go to sleep. Here, let me help you take off that dress."

Hermione was fast asleep in her bed now. I crept downstairs to see Fred in the chair anxiously waiting. "George went back to Angelina," he said, quietly.

"Why does Ron hate Viktor so much?" I asked. Fred shrugged. "Dunno. Come here, I'm sorry... I know you're thinking of Cedric." It was true. Cedric was creeping to my mind.

Just thinking of the name made me cry. I went to Fred's outstretched hands and soundlessly cried on his chest for about 2 hours. I realized he had brought me to the chair and I was sitting on his lap, tears rolling down my red face.

Fred kissed me on the forehead. Suddenly, Cedric was out of my mind. I stopped crying and sniffed. "Oooooh, Fred's got the girl," someone whispered.

I glanced up, wiping my face to see George, Parvati, Harry, Dean, Lavender, Ron Seamus, and Angelina all staring at us.

I blushed a deeper red. Harry, Ron, and George smirked, Lavender and Parvati giggled, and Dean and Seamus exchanged an amused glance.

Angelina sighed. "I'm going to bed. Goodnight. And I hope you feel better, (Y/N)," she added very quietly in my ear when she passed.

Harry stopped smiling. He went over and whispered, "I saw you with Cedric. He seemed mad about something." I nodded, sniffing.

Fred put his arm around my waist. Harry stood up. "Good night. Coming, Ron?" Ron was staring at Fred and I. He chuckled and left the room with Harry.

Lavender giggled harder when I slowly shifted and out my head on Fred's shoulder. "I love you," I whispered and went to sleep.

In the morning, I noticed that Hermione was doing homework in a corner, looking up often. I didn't open my eyes, but I heard her giggle a few times and pages of a book turn and the sound of quill on paper.

Fred wasn't awake. I could hear his steady breath. My head was on his chest again.

Our hands were locked together. I drifted off to sleep again, not wanting to get up.

When I woke up, it was because Angelina was poking Fred and I. "Come on, you two! We have Quidditch practice." I opened my eyes confused. "But we don't have Quidditch today?"

"Oh, yes we do!" Angelina said. "Come on, Fred! Get up! Wait.. This oughtta get him up." She pulled me off Fred's lap.

Fred woke up. "Finally!" Angelina huffed. "Quidditch practice. Now, you lazy lump!" She kicked Fred and walked out. Fred got up. "I forgot we had Quidditch practice."

We both got dressed in our separate dormitories. I came down after Fred and we ran out.

By the time we got to the Quidditch field, I had gotten my Nimbus 1000 broom. I got this for my birthday at winter.

I mounted my broom. Fred winked at me and zoomed off. I followed him, even though I was a Chaser. I wish I was Seeker, but Harry was.

Angelina blew her whistle. She set out the balls.