A Fred Weasley Fanfiction.
Your name is Emily. Your parents are Muggles and scared of your magic, so you run away soon before your 11th birthday. You're eventually found by none other than a Weasley, and they offer you a place. But one of their s...
I slowly opened my eyes to the dimly lit common room. I looked at the grandfather clock, located adjacent from the couch in the empty common room. 6:24 A.M. I decided I'd go back to sleep on the couch. I pulled the blanket up closer to me.
I turned myself over to face the other way. Then I noticed someone was lying on the couch with me, fast asleep. I could feel my face grow hot red.
I remembered last night, falling asleep in the common room next to Fred. I guess he fell asleep too, and no one woke us up. I was tempted to wake him up but... he looked so peaceful sleeping. I blushed even harder at that thought, but I couldn't help that I felt so safe and cozy.
I decided I would go back to sleep. I pulled the shared blanket to my nose and snuggled up next to Fred, drifting off into a sweet sleep.
~ TIME SKIP: 8 A.M. ~
"Emily..." I heard someone's voice say softly. I felt someone shake my shoulder. "Wha~" I slowly sat up. "I've been trying to wake you up for about five minutes now" Fred chuckled. I looked up and saw Fred was still laying on the couch alongside me, my cheeks flushed.
I noticed the only people in the common room were my friends. George wriggled his eyebrows at us. "Shut it Georgie! Nobody woke me up so I fell asleep. Not my fault you were too selfish" I joked, but even as I was joking I could feel my cheeks turn pink.
Fred looked over at me, he sat up next to me and draped his arm lazily over my shoulder. "Either way, I've had the best sleep in forever" he winked. I felt my eyes slightly widen and I blushed, "M-me too" I spluttered.
Fred chuckled and hopped off the couch. I did the same. "C'mon Sam. I'm gonna get dressed" I said cheerily. She was in her pjs so she went to change with me.
"So, how was itttt~?" Sam asks jokingly as we entered our rooms. "Awh hush. But... I mean, I don't know why but... I can't stop thinking about it..." I said, mostly thinking to myself. Sam laughed, "Dang Em, you're fallin' hard ain't cha!" Sam went over and put on some clothes.
I put on some black overalls, a cropped tan sweater, and I let my wavy/curly hair fall naturally.
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(A/N That's literally what Emily looks like right there naturally so just imagine that face and hair and everything for her except she has blue eyes XD)
"Ooo~ You look cute today! Showing off for anyone?" Sam giggles. "Nooo, but I could as you the same" I said raising my eyebrows. She had her hair straightened and was wearing black leggings and a super striped sweater.
"Awh hush" she laughed. "Breakfast?" I asked. She nodded and we linked arms, skipping down into the common room.
~ FRED'S P.O.V. ~
Em and Sam came skipping down into the common room, arms linked and giggling. She was wearing some overalls and a comfy looking sweater. She let her hair fall naturally too, which I loved.
"Going to breakfast Em?" I asked. She unliked arms and Sam walked over and started talking to George. She giggled cheerily, "Yup! Ya comin' Freddie?" Her innocent smile melts me. "Of course!" I said.
The rest of the gang caught up with us as we entered the Great Hall. I sat down and Em plopped herself down next me. Harry sat next to her on the other side. Harry, Ron, and Em began to quietly talk about someone named Nicholas Flammel, whoever that is.
I don't listen to what they're saying but I began to play with her hair without any realization. Sam, Ron, and George wiggle their eyebrows at me. I guess Harry didn't notice. Either way I quickly realised what I was doing and stopped messing with her soft hair, which by the way smelled of sweet berries.
~ EMILY'S P.O.V. ~
Harry and Ron began to fill me in on everything that's happened with Nicholas Flammel. I began to feel someone playing with my hair and I realise it was Fred. I didn't move or say anything. For one, it felt good and I didn't want him to stop playing with my hair. And second, I was a bit shocked. My mom used to play with my hair just the same. But someone else did too, but I'm not sure why it fills me with nostalgia.
"Wait a sec...!" I said after Harry, Ron, and I had finished our conversation. "What..?" Sam asked. "It's Christmas Eve!!" I realized. "Well... duh" George said blatantly. "I'm just excited, Geoooorge" I said, drawing out his name comically.
vvv ~ REALLY FREAKING IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTES ~ vvv
IT SAID A COUPLE CHAPTERS AGO THAT SAM WENT HOME BUT I MEANT TO SAY SHE STAYED I'M SORRY FOR THE CONFUSION!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks for reading guys. I've had no time to write and I'm sorry but I have so much freaking school work and it's killing me but I'm trying gus. I also have pretty bad writer's block too so please help me on what I should next please.
Recently I've been kinda upset with myself and life. This happens a lot and I have severe anxiety too so that doesn't help. I had a mini panic attack earlier but I'm back to writing again to try and sway my mind from whatever tf is going on which can only do so much :/
But thank you all so much for reading and please message me about anything you want to add into the story or any ideas, thank you :)
