Harry Potter Characters x Reader

Notice Me

A/N: before I get into this, just a reminder that I'm now moving onto a different character, so I'll do like 10-15 chapters with each character and then move to the next (: hopefully no confusion there also there will be some I/me/my chapters instead of you/you're/your chapters but it's still y/n (lucky bitch)

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Falling, falling hard. But for who? Him or his brother? I've liked his brother forever but he, he's different. I love him. Not his brother only him.

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You've liked Fred Weasley for so long, three years if you would count that as long. You've wanted to tell him many times but you just never had the courage to do so. You didn't know if he would like you back or not and you didn't want to make a fool out of yourself if he didn't like you. He was your best friend and you didn't want to ruin that relationship with him. But also being friends with George there wouldn't be a possibility of Fred being able to just stop being friends with you that easy. 

George wouldn't let him. But the thing is, is that you couldn't figure out why you had to like Fred and why no George? It confused you really, you also could've liked any other boy in the school but you chose Fred. The one guy every girl seems to like. So there was no chance in hell you would ever be able to get Fred to like you. You didn't even know if you were his type so it put a lot of pressure onto you and negative thoughts.

But whenever seeing Fred with another girl you always seemed to get jealous. 'How come I couldn't get him to look at me like that?' That's all you thought whenever seeing him talk to another girl. Not like he couldn't talk to other girls you just wished it was you being flirted with. But he saw you as a sister at least you assumed so.

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You were casually sitting down in your Charms class watching Fred from another table talking to Angelina Johnson. He was laughing, and so was she. You just wanted to tell her to bugger off and leave him alone but you couldn't, he wasn't even yours. But being in your thoughts thinking 'what does he even see in her?' You were interrupted by George who you shared the class with as well.

"Hey y/n you alright? You seem a little bit agitated" you looked to the redheaded boy who gave you a concerned look. You brush a strand of hair behind your ear and then sighing "yeah just tired" you lied. You didn't want George to know what was going on but maybe it would be a good idea to tell him, but not at that moment. You couldn't help to notice that George looked at Fred and Angelinas table sighing, and then back to you. "Are you sure because you know if there's anything wron—".

You cut him off by a second defensively "George I said I'm just tired okay! I barely got any sleep" Jesus maybe you were more than agitated, your irrational. Everyone's eyes caught onto you especially Fred. George and Fred looked at each other and just shrugged. But as you had yelled out you got Professor Flitwick's attention "Miss Y/L/N care to explain why you yelled out during the middle of my lesson?" Your cheeks were bright red and your stomach felt like there were butterflies in your stomach.

'Great' You thought to yourself hoping that this would end soon. You were on the verge of secondhand embarrassment "sorry professor... I didn't mean to" your voice sounded raspy and croaky while speaking out still feeling awful. You knew you would either get detention or points taken away because Flitwick wasn't exactly the most laid-back professor there at Hogwarts. "Well I assume you wish to keep the conversation to yourself but as you disturbed your classmate's learning I have to take 20 points away from Slytherin'.

Twenty?! Just for speaking out loud? Now instead of being embarrassed, you were awfully mad. Oh and yeah, your a Slytherin so that adds to why Fred wouldn't like you. Two houses who are always beating each other's heads together, it would never be simple to be in a relationship with Fred. But that wasn't everything about the relationship you wanted. It was just more of you not wanting to ruin your friendship with him and also your house getting even more piss at you. But you knew he didn't care about what house you were in, but you did.