Harry potter oneshots (there will be BxG and BxB stories)

we do make a good match

Fred Weasley X reader (no smut)

Y/H: your house

E/C: eye color

(ignore the pic of baby yoda, i'm having a moment)

Y/N's pov

I walk into the Gryffindor common room, even though I am a (Y/H), I have access to all of the common rooms, because Dumbledore is my great grandfather and he put me in charge of making sure there's no rule breaking going on in the common rooms. Even if half the time I break the rules inside of the common rooms, don't tell Dumbledore!

"Hey it's our favorite (Y/H)!" Oliver says, as soon as he sees me walking in. I smile to him and walk over to Fred, George and Lee, my best friends.

"Hey love" Fred says. Fred loves to be flirty with me, I don't know why. Maybe George told him that I fancy him, or Lee did, although I doubt any of them told Fred, because they know I'll kill them both.

"Hi Fred, George and Lee" I smile and sit down next to Lee on one of the couches.

"So, how was Herbology?" Lee smirks at me and Fred, we both blush and nod. Fred and I sat next to each other in Herbology class today, and we talked the whole time. Mostly about a prank he wanted to play on Draco, which I am all for because, well, although he is my friend, he's still a jerk. But if course, George and Lee decided that we talked about other things, like: sex, love, sex, making out and sex. Which we definitely didn't considering that he doesn't feel the same way towards me

"So (Y/N) can I talk to you in private about that thing from Herbology?"

"Sure," me and Fred walk to his dorm with George and Lee making kissing noises and fake moans behind us. Bunch of children those two.

"So, about the prank," Fred starts and seems nervous after a bit, "it like, isn't really real uhm I just wanted to be alone with you for a while," he scoots closer to me on his bed.

"And why's that may I ask?" I try not to blush or freak out.

"Well uhm, the guys told me something and I wanted to know if it was true," my heart sinks to my stomach, did they tell him that I like him?

"Okay, what is it?"

"They said that you liked me"

"Oh-- they said that uhm.."

"Is it true?" He says in an annoyed tone.

"I gotta-- go," I say and walk out of his dorm.

"Thanks morons" I say as I pass by George and Lee, tears already streaming down to my face.

Tears stream down my face as I lay on my dorm bed. I can't believe they told him, this is exactly why I didn't want them to tell him-

"Who is it?"

"It-- it's me, Fred" I hear outside of my door.

"What do you want?"

"I just want to talk to you, please open the door. Malfoy said you've in there for  hours,"

"Fine" I manage to say in between sobs. I wipe my tears away and put my glasses on in hopes to cover my puffy red eyes. I open the door to my dorm and Fred walks in. We both sit on my bed and he just looks at me.

"How long have you been crying?"

"I-- uhm..like two hours," I look down.

"Oh my-- look, I think you misunderstood our conversation earlier. I just wanted to know if you liked me because-- I like you (Y/N), and I have for some time now,"

"You're just trying to make me feel better,"

"No I'm being serious-- oh fuck it," he kisses me, a very sweet and passionate kiss, "do you believe me now?" He says while pulling away.

"Yeah,"

"Now how about you take those glasses off so I can see your beautiful (E/C) eyes," he takes my glasses off and places them on my nightstand, "wow-- even with your teary eyes, you still have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen" I blush at his comment and hide my head on his chest. He chuckles and kisses my forehead, "could I possibly spend the night here, with a girl I know uses this bed as her resting space?"

"Yes. And you can talk normally, I'm not one of your hoes" I giggle. He always talks like that to his little hoes, because they all find it attractive. Well, I just like him for him.

"You should get some sleep, darling-- but before I forget. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"Yes,"

"I promise I won't treat you like one of my hoes," we both chuckle.

I cuddle up to Fred, and he holds me tighter. I guess George and Lee were right, we do make a good match...