Fred Weasley Imagines

Sweet Fights - pt. 2

Fights with Harry were always dramatic and big. It was a known fact as Harry has always had a temper.

That is why you were in the library at the moment, among the bookshelves, your fingertips gently tapping against the book covers as you passed them by.

" Quite the first impression you gave there." said the voice on your left.

" Have to say we were increndibly impressed." said the other.

You turned your head and saw two identical strangers leaning on the bookshelves." Red heads. Wesleys?" you smirked as you leaned against the bookshelves yourseelf with your arms crossed.

" Weasleys." one corrected you.

" Sorry. I'm still getting used to English names since I'm quite used to Ivanovski, Selman, Dostojevski..." you smirked a bit, seeing as they had no clue about the last one. " Heard there was a bunch of you in the family."

" Mum thought she could have more beautfiul children than us. Unfortunately, as you can see, she was unsuccessful." the other spread his arms while his brother chuckled.

" You overestimate yourself." you smirked. " Mind me asking why do I owe the pleasure to meeting you two?"

" Great question." said one, looking over to his twin.

"See, Harry is a family friend or more like-"

"-Family. Harry is family and we've always felt protective over family-"

" So we have-"

You cut him off with a laugh before he continued, uncrossing your arms and starting to walk over to them. " What happened between Harry and I, is our business, not yours." you were now close to them, looking up at them dangerously. " Don't stick your noses where they don't belong." you warned before knocking them out of your way and walking away.

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' By the time Kenan got there, it was too late. He laid there, lifeless. ' you read as your fingertips brushed down the edge of the page and turned it over. ' Kenan could not scream even if he wanted to. To know his brother was dead, his only family, his connection to his past and childhood...it was gone with a moment of-'

Your reading got disturbed as a hand placed itself on the cover and you quickly looked up. "Yes?" you spoke calmly, looking up at his grey eyes.

" You know Harry Potter?" he smirked and you stood up, sending him a dangerous glare.

" I know a lot of people. I also know when people shouldn't be in my business. I think it's time you know that too." you spoke flat and started to walk away, leaving Draco Malfoy with curiousity yet to be solved.

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" I wish we would at least do one single thing except reading the theories of how to defeat Boggarts. It only takes a flick of a wand." your friend Tilly complained as she walked beside you from the DADA class. " When we had professor Lupin..Merlin, (y/n), you had to be here. It wasn't just the fact that he was one of the best but he was handsome and funny, the whole package you know." she smiled and you laughed.

" The whole package, huh?" you eyed her. " We had a Transfiguration teacher back at Durmstrang. You had to see him. Perfect slicked back hair, these killing brown eyes and a stubble...Transfiguration will never be the same without him." you made dreamy eyes at ceiling as you rememenisced the hunky Transfiguration professor.

" And Viktor Krum?" she nudged you a bit.

" What about Viktor Krum?" you grinned.

" Did you ever meet him or were ever friends with him?" she asked and you flushed red.