Fred Weasley Imagines

Intricacy on Strings - pt. 3

Fred stared at that drawer for what felt like only a few second. To George, it was clear he was staring at it for three hours.

He wanted to ask. He did but he had a feeling how this conversation is going to go. Him mentioning you, Fred being in denial, lootie dootie da.

"WEASLEYS!" you shouted as you stormed into their dorm, both shooting their gaze to you.

Fred's eyes widened immediately.

You were... You were beautiful.

And if those curled hair, makeup and dress meant anything, it meant that you had your date with McCartney. And that smile, that wide, toothy beam that kept shining on both of them meant anything, it meant the date went pretty well.

"LOOK!" you ran to George first, shoving something into his face that Fred couldn't see.

He sat up, tring to narrow it down.

George grabbed the small object in front of him and observed it. He furrowed his eyebrows at it, then glanced at you excited, pretty little face and then showing it to Fred on it other side.

"It's a button." Fred furrowed his eyebrows as well, matching his brother's expression.

"IT'S A BUTTON!" you squeeled, grabbing the button from George's hand and ran to Lee's bed, throwing yourself next to him.

Lee panicked, glancing franatically between the twins.

"Hey, Lee." you smiled when you turned your head to him. "Wanna see my button?" you shoved it into his face and he laughed, taking it into his hand.

"Hey..." he spoke more confidently than usual. "That's a nice button." he gave it back to you as you squeeled yet again and jumped on your feet to run to Fred.

"Why are you tearing up my earbuds for a button?" he smiled, clearing himself of doubts and your little encounter with McCartney.

"He gave me his Slytherin button." you smiled meanwhile his smile dropped.

You noticed that expression too quickly to let it go.

"What? What's wrong?" you asked seriously, sitting up and holding your button.

"Nothing." he chuckled and forced a smile on his cheeks. "I'm happy for you."

"You don't look happy." you started to fidget the button nervously.

Why wasn't he happy?

"Are you hiding something from me? Do you know something about McCartney because if you do, tell me now before I go anywhere further with him-"

"I'm happy for you, okay." he took a hold of your hand yet his heart was tearing.

And yet somehow that infuriated you. Somehow Fred's reaction to this made you miss that George and Lee left silently when they could see that this conversation should be between the two of you only.

"You're lying." you shook your head.

"I'M HAPPY!" he shouted, shaking your shoulder and smiling so forcefully you thought his jaw was going to break. He sighed and his smile fainted.

You lifted his chin up and cupped his cheeks, simpering. "What's really on your mind?"

"Nothing." he brushed you off but you wouldn't let that sink. "Are you two going on a second date?"

"I'm thinking about it, yes." your tone was flat as his.

"Good."

"Good?" your voice lowered, losing its hope.

He kept his eyes away from you, turning them to the drawer and squeezing them shut.

He could hear you stand up, the bed letting go of squeaks. "I stole it." you said and his eyes opened, looking up at you confusely. His eyes flickered to the button than back to you.

You had a forced smile on your face, your fingers still on the button.

"The date was awful and he pissed me off, so I stole his Slytherin button- you know for fond memories." you let out a laugh but expression hasn't changed.

"Then why did-"

"I don't know." you quickly replied, shoving it into your pocket.

Your eyes met for only a second and he could see something in yours that made him more perplexed and confused than he had ever felt. You're quirky, fun, crazy even but why, all of a sudden, were you serious?

It was only a second though. That moment where his heart got wrapped in its veins and slowed its beat.

You put your cheery face on, light on your feet. "Wanted to see your reaction if I went on a second date with a Slytherin. Waited for some insults and your usual rubbish but nothing came." you started to joke as usual as he continued to watch you. "You're losing your touch Weasley." you winked, jumping to the door and opening them to find George and Lee looking around the hall.

"Pretty ceiling." George pointed up and Lee followed his finger.

"Fancy... And all." Lee continued meanwhile you let out a snort.

"Stalkers." you let out a mutter, walking back to your house meanwhile George made way to his brother.

"You bloody git!" he shouted at his brother, scolding him even. "She literally gave you the chance and you blew it!"

Fred looked up at him, confused like a little puppy.

"Mate, you've literally blew your chance with her. She was giving it to you on a silver platter." Lee chuckled, shaking his head as he made his way to his bed.

"I-" Fred tried to speak but couldn't focus. "No, we're supposed to be friends."

"No, me and her are friends. You and her were more than friends since the beginning." George continued to scold his twin brother meanwhile their friend snorted.

"You keep telling us you two are friends but friends don't look at each other like you two do."

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You closed the door shut, making your way to your bed and huffing into the pillow.

Your roomates looked at you. "Still nothing?"she asked and you left out a muffled scream.

"I say you move on and get yourself a real man." another said. "Heard Perry likes you. The captain of Ravenclaw Quidditch team." she wiggled her eyebrows at you and you sat up to look at them.

"He just- when I told him, his face expression was flat like a board. I couldn't read him! He said he was happy for me and I didn't believe him! I didn't want to believe him- and, and, and I just became so furious because he was supposed to get jealous! Weren't they supposed to get jealous when you mention another guy!" you fell back into the pillow and let out a groan.

"Perry makes googly eyes at you." she continued.

"I think they're more 'I want to undress you and show you some good time' kind of eyes." the other continued and they both finger snapped,making you look up.

"I wanna undress him too." you let out a pout. "Because he's hot and probably has loads of muscles."

"Abs." said one.

"Biceps." said the other.

"V-line." swooned the third.

You sat back up, contmplating. "Yeah...maybe I should date Perry. I mean, we're both Quidditch players, we're fun, smart... Have chemistry." you pointed out, finalky deciding with a smile. "Perry."