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𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐄 | ongoing
❝you were the sun, and i was the planet that resided billions of miles away, the planet who could admire from afar but could never get close enough to touch.❞
𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝...
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There was always something magnetic about Fred Weasley. It was just the way it was. Everyone seemed to be drawn to him. Maybe it was the reason why he and his twin were so loved and chased after, even though they always lost heaps of points from their house and were regulars in detention, for one reason or another. More than that, he was good. He was good and pure and bright, and underneath the mischievous surface lay a kind and compassionate human being, who tried to see the good in everyone, no matter who they were. There was no denying it, Fred Weasley was the sun, and everyone around him were the varying planets that orbited around it.
Archer Neptune was one of those planets. But life is never that simple when it comes to the life of Archer and Fred. Like his name implied, Archer was one of the people who admired Fred Weasley, not because of his mischievous nature and devil-may-care attitude, but because he had once gotten to know the soft and caring boy underneath it. Because Fred Weasley was the sun, and all Archer had ever craved in his life was the sunshine that seemed to roll off Fred in waves. Because Fred Weasley could make Archer Neptune ― the boy who drank too much, the boy who went through two packs of cigarettes a day, the out-cast bastard of Slytherin, the boy who kept his head down and didn't interact with the people around him ― laugh, once upon a time.
To Archer, Fred Weasley was one of those people who seemed to be larger than life ― vivacious, carefree, everything Archer himself could never be ― someone so close, yet so desperately far away. To Fred, Archer Neptune was the 9-year-old boy with bright sunshine smiles and yellow-white rose flower crowns, the boy who reminded Fred of times spent in sunny meadows giggling and wrestling, the boy who reminded him of days lying in morning-dew wet grass, staring up at the sky and naming weirdly patterned clouds.
But 9-year-old boys grow up, as they always do, and the Fred and Archer of now are vastly different people; they have changed and happy childhood memories fade into what they always do ― they become faded and distorted, locked away in a safe corner of their mind.
And then suddenly, there is no more ArcherandFred, just Archer Neptune and Fred Weasley, two separate people living two separate lives. There are no more playdates, no more sleepovers, no more quietly laughing and whispering jokes underneath duvets at one in the morning. To Archer, the end of his friendship with Fred meant no more sunshine. And to Fred, it meant the loss of the purest form of love he would ever experience (although he would never realize that fact, not for many more years). And for five years, things stayed this way. Fred lived his life his own way, and Archer kept to himself.
Fred Weasley was the Sun, and Archer Neptune was, in all aspects, the Moon, but in some ways, even worse ― at least the Moon had a chance to see the Sun, to be noticed by it; Archer was so far out of bounds, all he could do was stare longingly at the pure rays of bright sunshine that seemed to emit from deep inside ― he was the tiny planet on the outskirts of the system, the planet that could admire from afar, but could never get close enough to touch.
But life has a funny way of bringing people together, and the year of the Triwizard Tournament is the year things change. It's the year Archer stops hiding and stays true to himself outside of Slytherin House. It's the year Fred decides to stop leaving Archer by himself, because even if Archer abandoned him, both of them were paying the price for it.
Archer and Fred mend their friendship, and slowly it turns into something more. But as soon as things seem to fall in place for the two of them, it threatens to fall apart just as quickly. There is a war looming on the horizon ― can Archer and Fred's love make it through?
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a/n: okay, well then, that is the prologue, i wrote it over about three times, so i could get it just right. still... i'm not exactly satisfied with this version, so there'll definitely be some editing in the future.
but enough of that, tell me how you guys like the idea so far... any predictions for what thinks you guys think i'm keeping canon and what i'm going to change?
