Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines

Fred Weasley- Library (c)

The library was your solace. The silence and many worlds you could access with only a book standing in the way to go wherever you pleased. You were able to gain knowledge on anything that had ever puzzled you, or interested you, giving you the greatest getaway you could ever imagine. It wasn't that you weren't fond of other people, however you just preferred to appreciate the moments of quiet that you accessed in looking through the old books that filled the library. Since you had begun your time in Hogwarts you had made you way through most of the books, including many from the restricted section as many of your professors were more than willing to encourage your eager ability to learn, even if it did make them question how you were in Hufflepuff rather than Ravenclaw.

You were sat in the corner you had claimed for yourself in your first year, a book lying out in front of you as you scanned the pages to assist you with the essay you needed to write for Professor Vector. Although you were usually good at ignoring people around you whilst you worked you couldn't help but notice the two redheads on the other side of the book case that you could just about see through the books. They were whispering to each other, one gesturing wildly whilst the other simply laughed at the others attempts at passing his point across in the conversation.

Since you had joined the school you had had an interest in the Gryffindor prankster whom was a couple of years above you in school, both he and his brother were nice to you, even if you hadn't spoken to him too much. It was a hopeless crush truthfully, but you did hope that something could come from it, not that you imagined it would. Slyly looking over your book, you saw one of the brothers push the other around the bookshelf into your clear line of sight. His panic expression concerned you as he went to run away, but as soon as he saw your eyes looking at him he shot you a worried and uncertain smile, approaching you.

"Hi," you smiled softly closing the book on the table to assure that he had your full attention, not that any book would have you distracted from Fred Weasley.

"Um... hi," he said running a hand through his fiery hair, dropping down into the seat opposite you attempting to seem calm.

"Are you okay?" You questioned gently not certain what was concerning him. "You seem nervous. Is everything okay?"

He let out a chuckle, his teeth capturing his lower lip between them as he looked down at the closed book, collecting his thoughts as he tried to think of the best way to speak to you about what was on his mind.

"I'm okay... yeah... I'm okay," he muttered.

"You don't seem to be. Are you sure nothing is worrying you?" You asked softly trying to seem welcoming and not show your nerves.

"You."

That confused you.

"What do you mean?" You asked.

He took a deep breath trying to think of the best way to bring about his words in a concise and coherent manner.

"I have wanted to talk to you for a while, and I didn't know how to approach you," he sighed. "Like bloody hell, you are so perfect. You are intelligent and so amazingly beautiful; how the hell was I supposed to make conversation with you?"

You couldn't help the crimson colour appear across your cheeks as he complimented you. Never did you ever believe that he could think something so complimentary of you.

"Oh. I... um... thank you," you blushed. "Hello, is usually a good start to a conversation."

He smiled at you. "Well then... hello."

Your expression matched his.

"Hello," you smiled. "Do you actually mean what you said?"

Fred's head nodded.

"Of course. You are the most gorgeous girl in the whole of the castle, and certainly one of the most intelligent. I would say the most but I think Hermione Granger might appear and rip my head off if I said that," he grinned.

"That would be likely," you said softly. "But thank you. You are very handsome and by far smarter than you like to allow people to think."

"So, does that mean you like me?" He asked with a smirk.

Your cheeks continued to grow in colour.

"Only if you like me too."

"Lucky for the both of us, I'm madly into you."

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Written by Charlotte.