Harry Potter Imagines

Fred Weasley - Scales

You didn't know how Fred knew where to find the Slytherin common room, but when you approached the entrance he was leaning against the dungeon wall in an easy slouch. You shared some classes, and even sat next to each other in potions; conversation always flowed and there was something about him that put you at ease.

"Y/L/N, just the person I wanted to see!" He had a grin on his face that suggested you didn't want to know what he was up to.

"Weasley, how may I help you?" You asked, your mouth forming a smile that carved dimples in your cheeks. You couldn't help it - seeing Fred always made you feel light. He paused for a second, looking at you intently, before remembering why he was there.

"I was wondering if you'd be able to.. y'know... let me in?" He gestured to the hidden door with exaggerated arm movements and wiggled his eyebrows mischievously.

You couldn't help but giggle at his antics. "I'm not really supposed to..."

"Please Y/N? And did I mention that your dress is gorgeous?" You knew he was just joking around but you couldn't help the heat that spread to your cheeks - your pastel pink vintage style dress was one of your favourites and it felt good to have Fred, of all people, compliment it.

You did a twirl, enjoying the way your skirt flared around you, playing into Fred's comment. "I suppose for that compliment I could let you in..."

You suddenly felt discomfort in the pit of your stomach, as you always did when the password to get in was something mean. You muttered it so Fred wouldn't hear the word coming from you, and then entered the room, checking to see if it was clear before letting Fred in behind you.

Fred wandered around, taking in the atmosphere you suspected was very different from that of the Gryffindor common room. He stopped in front of your favourite armchair, and you realised too late what had caught his attention. You watched as Fred lifted Scales, your plushie dragon, up to his face. The two of them looked so warm and out of place, and you felt your heart melt a little as Fred kissed Scales' snout.

"I take it this is yours, love?" as he faced you he turned Scales to look at you too, and your stomach fluttered at his charming manner.

"What- what makes you think he's mine?" The heat rose back into your cheeks.

"I don't know many Slytherins who'd own such a gorgeous boy- or leave him lying around for that matter." Fred gave you a cheeky wink. "Plus, only someone who knows him would know his gender."

You rolled your eyes at Fred's deduction and chuckled, feeling less embarrassed than you thought you would as you introduced Scales to Fred properly. Suddenly the perfect idea came to you, and you had to bite the inside of your cheeks so you didn't give it away.

When Fred next brought Scales up to his face and started talking to him, you subtly pointed your wand at them and whispered the incantation. Purple flames shot out of Scales' mouth and into Fred's face.

"Bloody hell Y/N!" Fred dropped poor Scales on the floor as you started laughing. Fred turned to you with a pout which just made you laugh harder, until you were doubled over and wheezing. You couldn't believe you'd pranked one of Hogwarts' kings of pranking, with a cute plushie toy nonetheless. You felt so proud.

"You... should've... seen your... face!" you managed to get out between laughs.

Fred shook his head at you with a grin, which was soon replaced by the intense look he'd given you earlier.

"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" You felt suddenly self-conscious at the change in mood - had you done something wrong?

"I just- your smile, and your dress, and those dimples. You're so beautiful Y/N." His eyes widened as though shocked at his own forwardness. "Sorry, that was so awkward of me, I'm just gonna..."

He jogged towards the boys' dormitory, pulling some Ton-Tongue-Toffees out of his robes and disappearing around the corner before you could even form a coherent thought.

Slowly you walked over to Scales and picked him up off the floor, then placed him on your lap as you collapsed into the armchair.

"Scales, did he just call me... beautiful?" You sat for a few more minutes, working up your courage and waiting for Fred to emerge.

You heard the boys' dorm door open and got up instantly, Scales lying forgotten on the chair. You marched towards Fred until there were mere centimetres separating you.

"I think you're beautiful too, and if you'd let me I'd really love to kiss you." He took an agonising moment to respond, a vulnerability and need on his face that you'd never seen before.

"The problem is if I kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop."

You cupped his face in your hands, looked him right in the eyes and said, "Weasley, that doesn't sound like a problem at all."