All I Want Fred Weasley x Reader

The Twins

     You've known about magic since you were able to understand words. Your mum is a pureblood, and your dad is a muggle. Your mum used to fascinate you with stories of the magical school called Hogwarts, and the everwise headmaster, Dumbledore. 

     And now it's your turn to go to the magically intoxicated school. You know your not a squib, but you still feel nervous.

     Your in Diagon Alley and your mum is helping you buy the supplies you need. Your now leaving Flourish and Blotts when someone hits you. You fall over and your books scatter everywhere. You look to see who had run into you and you see a tall, skinny boy with fiery red hair.

     "So sorry. Completely my fault," he said as he helped you with your books.

     "It's okay," you said, standing up. You reached out for your books, but the ginger didn't hand them to you. He was staring at you. 

     "Wow," he said. Then he snapped out of it and gave you your books. "Um, Fred Weasley, by the way."

     "Y/ N Y/L/N," you replied.

      He blushed then said, "Um, bye," and sped off.

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     A day later

     You were at the train station. And your mum was crying proud tears as she waved good bye. Then you saw a bright flash of red as two boys hopped hurriedly onto the train. It was the same boy from yesterday, and a person who was identical. Twins, you thought. As the train pulled away you went to your compartment. You were the only one in there. You sat down and put in earbuds then found the desired song on your iPod. Two people poked their heads into your compartment. The twins.

      "Mind if we join you?" they said. Taking out one ear bud you said yes.

      " Which one of you is Fred, the one who ran into me yesterday?" You asked. One of them raised his hand. You smiled.

     The other leaned over and whispered something in Fred's ear. Fred glanced at you and smiled. Then he asked you a question.

     "Whats that you got in your hand? Is it magical?"

     You giggled "No its a device for muggles and it plays music."
    
     "Oh, can I listen?" He said curiously.
    
     "Sure," you said.

     You gave him the iPod and the earbuds after picking one of your favorite songs. You showed him how to wear the ear buds, then you started the song. He jumped, surprised, and you laughed. Then he started to get used to the sound. Soon he was tapping his fingers to the music. After the song ended he gave you back the iPod.

     "Wicked cool," he said. "Muggles have the most curious way of living."

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Gryffindoor Common Room (sorry if gryffindoor isn't your house.)

 Your in Gryffindoor along with Fred and George. You quickly made friends with them because of their mischievous and fun personalities. Now your in your second to last year. 

     Hogwarts wasn't the same. Ever since dumbledore left and umbridge was placed in charge, it's been hell. The only thing that's made it better was the Weasley twins. You sat with them and tried to help them with their school work.

     "Y/N, these rules are getting really hard to follow," George said with a grin.

     You smiled in return. "Yah, they are. What should we do about it?"

"I don't know, what do you have in mind."

      "Let's ask Fred. FREDDY!!"

     Near by on the couch, Fred awoke with a start.

     "What," he said sleepily.

     "We think the rules are getting a little bit ridiculous, and we want to do something about it." You answered.

Fred sighed and then fell back down on the couch, asleep.

     "We'll talk to him in the morning," you said.
    
      "Ok, I'm going to bed," said George.

      George put his books in a stack and then carried them up to his dormitory. You stayed down in the common room and studied more. But you actually weren't studying, you were looking at Fred. You'd liked him for a long time, though he never new. As he lay there you thought about how cute his face was when he was sleeping. You wished he felt the same way you did about him.

     You got up and walked over to him. You planted a light kiss on his forehead. Then got your books and went upstairs to bed.