𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓'𝐬

Partners | Fred Weasley

Fred Weasley Imagine!
Requested by: JulzLovDraco4Eva
Warning: none

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Y/n L/n has been very great friends with the Trio since they have been stepped foot at Hogwarts.

She has been great friends with the Weasley Twins as well, since they were in her year. She and the Twins became friends, since y/n also had the talent for pranks and jokes. She fell for one of them, Fred Weasley. Who would constantly joke (flirt) around with her.

Sometimes they get caught and would lead her and the twins to detention. It was now y/n's fifth year and she realised her feelings for Fred grew stronger and she also didn't know that Fred liked her.

But not only Fred.

Ron Weasley as well.

Now they entered potions and was surprisingly with the years after them was Harry, Ron and Hermione (who were in their third year).

It was basically some sort of mixing up for this project that fifth year's needed to help the third years with their potion. Fred and Y/n got partnered up, and they decided to add something on Ronald's potion because the boy couldn't take his eyes off y/n and Fred noticed.

"You idiot. You do it." whisper-yelled Y/n, handing Fred the exploding mint.

"No. You and I will."

"I hate you."

"I know you don't." He winked, y/n shook her head and at the same time threw the mint into Ron's potion.

KABOOM!

With a loud boom, Ron's potion cake splatting on his face. Y/n snorted and Fred nudged her.

"Weasley!"

Three of the Weasley turned around to see Snape furious. Y/n bit her lip and Snape glowered at them.

"It wasn't me, Professor." said Ron, who was wet from the potion.

"Twins and L/n I suppose?" asked Snape, narrowing his eyes at the three. George shook his head.

"Was not me, Professor." states George.

"Fred Weasley and Y/n L/n detention for a week. You're cleaning up my office."

•••

Entering the classroom at night, Fred and Y/n chuckled.

"You're such a idiot, Weasley."

"Am not, L/n." He rolled his eyes.

"Yes you are, and you should accept the fact that you are a reckless idiot." She smiled sweetly, she took off her robe and placed them inside her bag and she folded up her sleeves, she tied her h/c hair to a messy bun and she opened one button that was basically choking her.

"Bloody hell." muttered Fred, blinking at the girl who lifted a brow.

"You said something?"

"Nothing."

"Anyway," she looked away, and started to put every bottle in the correct order on the shelves. "I've been meaning to tell you something."

"Oh yeah?" He asks, "and what may that be?"

Y/n bit her lip and turned around. "I...uhh..."

"What's wrong, y/n? Cat got your tongue?" Fred snickers.

"Oh shut up." She glared. "I like you, Fred. Since second year when we did that prank of Elizabeth."

Fred's eyes widen, and then he narrowed his eyes. "Are playing games, L/n?"

"I'm not, Weasley." she chuckled. "I promise."

"Then, I like you too then, love." He winked, y/n smiled and they stared at each other for a while before Fred walked over to her a have her a kiss on the lips. She was taken a back, before a break was heard and followed by a yell.

"Y/N?!"

Whirling around, Fred and Y/n looked at the door, where the Trio stood, Harry and Hermione looking happily while Ron, who was angry.

"How dare you, Fred?!" yelled Ron. Y/n lifted a brow, and Fred frowned.

"How dare what?" Fred asks, confused.

"Stealing y/n away from me, kissing her in the Potions Classroom." Ron scowled.

"Hey! I was never yours in the first place, Ronald." Y/n frowned. "Hermione, tell him will you?"

"Loads of times I tried to." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Harry?" Y/n asks.

"Same with Hermione." said the boy who lived. The argument between Ron and Fred lasted for a while, until the trio grabbed Ron and apologised for him and they walked away, Hermione putting some parchment on the table.

"Blimey." breathes y/n. "You better talk to your brother."

"Who does he think he is. Claiming your his." Fred mumbled. "No one will stop us from being together."

"And that's that, darling." She winked, kissed him on the lips and then grabbing her book bag and walking away out to the door. Fred blinked, noticed that her side of the shelf was all clean, while his was only two bottles on the shelf.

He groaned and shook his head, y/n sending him one last glance and a wink before disappearing through the door.