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This is one of my earliest stories in which my writing is very immature. Still, thanks for checking out my work!
If you're into a longer, darker, more complicated story, please check out my recent work Aphrodite! It's a Draco x Reader story and my writing has improved through years of writing.
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Imagine:
Your POV
“Hey (Y/N)!” one of the Weasley twins whispers in my right ear.
“Hey (Y/N)!” the other one whispers in my left ear.
I look at my right hand side then to my left, smiling when I see the twins.
“Hi, Fred! Hi, George!” I greet them.
“Want to try our Ton-tongue Toffees?” George leans in and says then moves away before Fred leans in and says.
“Or want to try our Love Potions?”
“No, thanks,” I wave my hand and say.
“I think you would want to try our WonderWitch products!”
“You should try our Love Potions. They really work!”
“If you don’t believe, you can try it on me, (Y/N),”
“No, try it on me, (Y/N),”
“Choose one of us to try it!” they say together with their mischievous smiles.
“I don’t want them,” I shake my head. “I want a Dolores Umbridge toy, I want to hit it when I’m angry,”
“Okay,” George helps me get the Umbridge doll from their suitcase.
“You really don’t want to try our Love Potions. Each girl has bought at least one!” Fred towers over me and says. “Don’t you have anyone you love?”
“Of course I have,” I say, staring at him. He’s the one I love. “I’ve changed my mind. Okay, I’ll buy one,”
Fred gives me a thumb-up and George helps me get a bottle of Love Potion which looks like perfume.
Well, I don’t know whether Fred loves me back or not. He seems to be in love with Angelina, you know, they went to the Yule Ball together last year. Besides, we’re not in the same year – I’m fifth-year while he’s seventh-year. I know the potion can’t produce true love, but I want to date him for a day. I want him to be my boyfriend at least one day.
So I pour the bottle of Love Potions into his pumpkin juice when he has gone to tease his younger brother with George. Trying to pretend nothing has happened, I drink my own pumpkin juice and glance at him as he’s drinking his too.
“Hey, (Y/N),” he suddenly says after drinking the juice.
“What – What’s up, Fred?” I choke out.
He grabs my hand and drags me out of the hall while the others are still having their dinner and staring at us.
“Hey, Fred…” I blush furiously as the whole school are watching us.
We have left the Great Hall and we’re in the Entrance Hall. He lets my hand go and pins me against the wall, holding my shoulders tightly.
“Fred…” I meet his hungry gaze.
“(Y/N), I love you. Please be mine,” he whispers.
I nod and smile at him. I know all these are not true but I’m going to love him more.
