narnia + harry potter imagines

color [f.w] - 07.12.19

word count: 1650

pairing: fred weasley x slytherin!reader

warnings: swearing

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you listened with a forced smile as your best friend droned on about how beautiful the color blue was, rolling your eyes subtly as you tried your best to look interested in the conversation. she droned on about how brilliant the different shades of blue were; the ocean, the sky, and her favorite, the blue of ravenclaw house. over the summer, your friend had met their soulmate, who was (unsurprisingly) a ravenclaw in your year. she ranted on, excited about the entire encounter. you didn't blame her, really. blue was a magnificent color, you couldn't even imagine not being able to the color of the sky for the entirety of your life.

you luckily, didn't have this problem. your soulmate didn't have blue eyes. you hadn't decided if it was a blessing or a curse, but it was known to all at a young age, that one was not able to see the color of your soulmate's eyes until they met yours. it never really quite made sense to you, but you never questioned it really; everyone else seemed to cope with it, so you tried to as well. besides, you'd discovered in your first year that you couldn't see the color 'brown', and everyone had reassured you it wasn't anything to miss out on. you'd only sometimes wished you could actually see the color of the great hall walls, rather than a dull gray that somewhat ruined the warm welcoming feeling the room gave everyone else.

the train came to a stop, causing you to sigh. as happy as you were for your friend finding her soulmate, hearing her talk about it as much as she was had you jealous. you were going into your 5th year at hogwarts, and as you and your friends reunited on the way to the castle, it seemed as though everyone in your year had already found their soulmate. you kept your mouth shut on the carriage ride up to the school, though everyone was too caught up in the chatter to really notice. you were fine with it that way; you really weren't in the mood to try to explain yourself and deal with all the fake sympathetic looks.

you stepped into the great hall, sighing in relief as you took in the atmosphere. buzzing students, young and old alike, everyone simply happy to be back at the castle. though many wouldn't admit it, hogwarts was a second home to all of its' students. you were somewhat in a daze when you heard your friend call you over to the slytherin table, and smiling you made your way over, sitting in the spot they'd saved for you. "you know, y/n.." your friend whispered as the crowd settled down, preparing for the sorting. you gave them a questioning look, their tone nothing but mischievous. "you should keep an eye out. maybe your soulmate is right here in hogwarts, waiting for you." at this you rolled your eyes. "odds are, if they attended this school, don't you think we'd have met by now?" you whispered back. your friend went to reply, but was cut off by dumbledore commencing his speech.

your friend let the topic slide for the rest of the sorting and dinner, which you appreciated greatly. you were getting quite annoyed with the whole ordeal. surely, if you were meant to have found your soulmate, you would've already. shaking your head slightly to yourself, you tuned into your friends' conversation and pushed the thought of your soulmate to the back of your mind. you enjoyed the rest of your meal catching up to everyone's summer experiences and sharing your own, excited to be back with your second family. before you knew it, dinner was over and it was time to head to the dungeons. you wished your few outer-house friends goodnight, and joined the crowd of students attempting to leave the crowded room.

you somehow lost your friend within the chaos of trying to exit the room, (though you weren't too worried, as it happened nearly every year), and simply tried to push your way towards your dorms. you'd just escaped the mass of students when you stepped on something slippery, losing your footing completely and collapsing on the floor with a thud. a chorus of laughter arose from behind you, causing you to turn and stare daggers at the pair of redheads who were struggling to catch their breath. you knew of course who they were; fred and george weasley, the two infamous hogwarts pranksters. you'd never had the pleasure of encountering them as they were a year older, and in that moment, you'd wished it stayed that way.

"funny, is it?" you snapped, standing up and brushing yourself off. the two boys glanced at each other, and then nodded in agreement, chuckles still leaving their mouths. "yes, actually." one of them spoke, looking you up and down. "slytherins do have the best reactions to our pranks." you rolled your eyes, ready to leave and head to bed. the one who had yet to speak grabbed your arm, turning you playfully. "may we have the pleasure of knowing your name miss-" he trailed off, just as your angry eyes shot up to meet his. a pounding feeling shot through you both and you quickly pulled your wrist out of his grasp.

you froze, eyes dancing along the walls that used to have no color in absolute wonder. "wow." you breathed, entranced by the delicate 'brown' color everyone talked about. you would admit, it was not as beautiful as blue or green, but it suited the castle's detailing perfectly and suddenly everything felt right. a curious look permanently in your eyes as you soaked in the color you had never experienced. you saw the school in a new light.

fred was not much different. he stood dazed, but the only thing he focused on was you. he took in your figure, drinking you in. you were absolutely beautiful, and he couldn't believe he'd never seen you before. you looked around in wonder, meanwhile his eyes were glued to you. he thought your expression was the cutest thing he'd ever seen. fred turned to george and lee to ask what the bloody hell just happened, but they were nowhere to be seen. he frowned, and when he turned back to look at you, your gaze had found his again.

"hi." you said, your anger suddenly non-existent. "hi." fred repeated, as you both took a step towards the other. you looked at each other in silence, before he spoke. "merlin. if i'd known my soulmate would be this beautiful, i would've looked harder." you blushed, taken aback by the comment. you shrugged, internally shaking off your nerves as you thought of a quick reply. "your loss, i suppose." he quirked an eyebrow, impressed. "you know, i do think i asked for a name." he smiled, extending a hand. "y/n, y/n l/n." you said, a mischievous grin on your face. "'m fred weasley, but by the look on your face when georgie and i pranked ya, you already knew that." at this, you rolled your eyes, earning a chuckle from him.

the two of you were off in your own little world, the corridor nearly empty at this point, leaving the two of you alone. "i can't believe my soulmate is a gryffindor." you teased, though you both knew there was truth behind your sentence. fred seemed unphased, snapping back quickly. "no offence taken, i never expected my partner to be a gryffindor either." he said it so casually, leaving you the perfect opportunity for some revenge earlier. you raised an eyebrow, "who ever said i was your partner?" fred looked confused at the statement. "well we are soulmates, are we not?"

you laughed, looking at him with adoration. you slowly stepped closer to him, inching your lips teasingly close to his. he looked you in the eyes once more, before leaning forward, and mere seconds before your lips touched, you pulled back, leaving a frown on fred's face. "oh weasley, just because we're soulmates, doesn't mean i'm not going to play hard to get." you smirked, blowing him a quick kiss and sauntering off to the dungeons. you turned around briefly to see his stunned, yet slightly impressed expression. "it's almost curfew. might want to get climbing." you winked, slipping down the stairs in pursuit of your common room.

fred stood in the corridor, processing everything that happened. he'd just met his soulmate. he had a soulmate. and she had been here all along, right under his nose. someone clearing their throat brought him out of his thoughts, turning around he was faced to face with professor dumbledore. "i do believe you should head to your dorms, mr weasley." he spoke, winking at fred and disappearing back into the great hall. fred blinked, before shaking his head and starting up the moving staircases. "game on, l/n.." he whispered, smirking as he walked towards his common room.

you plopped down in your bed, sighing as you leaned back, looking at the ceiling. "where have you been, then?" your friend remarked, you sighing contently. "i met my soulmate." you said casually, hearing everyone in the dorm room shoot up and wait impatiently for your story. you told them a story, though it lacked much detail, including who it was. you were vague, only telling them it was a boy from another house who they knew of. of course, they continued guessing, but you only shook your head, laying down to sleep. as you glanced around the dark room, you were suddenly missing the warming brown tone of the rest of the school. usually the dungeons were your favorite place in the castle, but after tonight, you were sure that would change. and just like that, you discovered your new favorite color.