Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines II

Fred Weasley- Hug (c)

A large and noisy sigh escaped from your lips as you pulled yourself together, holding your knees up to your chest. You felt rather terrible, wanting to simply cry and disappear into the sofa just so that you didn't have to put up with the life you were currently facing. Knowing it would take a lot more effort to learn to make yourself disappear, you simply called out your boyfriend's name to try and get him to come to you. Maybe a hug, or just his company would make life seem a little brighter.

A few footsteps later, Fred appeared in the room, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

You shook your head at him. Sometimes you just didn't feel great and today was one of those days, you were desperate to feel positive, but you didn't know how. When these days came around, you just needed comfort and Fred was the best person for that.

"What's wrong, Love?" He asked softly, moving over to you.

Fred pushed your fringe out of your forehead so that he could kiss the exposed skin.

"I need a hug," you whispered, your voice cracking as you did your best not to cry.

He nodded his head and complied. Moving your blankets, he snuggled in underneath them, pressing himself to your side so that he could wrap his arms firmly around you and hold you. With one of his hands he caressed your cheek, allowing you to rest your head against his chest as he cradled you.

"How's this?" He asked, kissing the top of your head.

"Better," you said in the same shallow tone.

You could feel his smile against the top of your head, as he gave you a reassuring squeeze.

"I'm glad."

A smile began to toy against your lips as you melted into Fred's embrace. No matter how terrible you felt, Fred was able to help you see the light at the end of the tunnel, no matter how far away it was. You were glad you had him as you struggled to be optimistic and he helped you work on being happier.

"You give the best hugs," you smiled softly, squeezing him around his middle.

"Well you give the best kisses," he smiled in return, using his forefinger to raise your chin, to give him access to your lips. The kiss was sweet and calming. Maybe everything would be okay, with time.

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Written by Charlotte.

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