Harry Potter One Shots

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(George Weasley posted a request on my Google Classroom page, inviting me to join and participate in updates, questions, and various other activities.)

(Y/n's P.O.V)

The Weasley Twins have always made me feel a strange, yet enthralling mix of nervousness and attraction. They are undeniably hot, sexy, kind, and funny. Being a redhead myself, I've always had a thing for redheads. However, I can't let them know how I feel.

My best friend, Ella Apple, also has a thing for Fred or George. She can't decide which one she likes, which can get annoying as she constantly talks about them.

As we sit down for breakfast, the Weasley Twins make their appearance. Seeing them causes me to feel a rush of emotions, and I can't help but feel a little flustered. They ask me if I'm coming to their house for the holidays, and I excitedly agree. Spending every holiday at the Weasley's Burrow is a delightful experience, as it means I don't have to go with my parents to visit my siblings. I often feel cast away into the shadows, forgotten by everyone. I'm the only witch in my family, and I never get any awards or compete in anything my siblings do. They get all my parents' love, leaving me with nothing.

Despite the size of the Weasley family, I am showered with love at their house. Ginny always wanted to play Quidditch, so all the boys joined in. Since I'm the best at it, they all want to be on my team. Molly loves having another girl and insists that I call her Mum. Arthur and I get along because my family are Muggles, so I can answer many of his questions.

The Twins and I only hang out while playing Quidditch, but we spend every second of the holidays together. However, I can't tell Ella that. She would kill me, and that's the fact that I like them.

After breakfast, we head upstairs to pack for the holidays. I know a spell that helps me pack, which never misses anything. Everything quickly zips across the room into my trunk, and I make my toiletries fly into my trunk. The lid closes and locks.

Ella struggles with her trunk, and I sit and watch her pack. I will miss this place, but I'll be back again soon... I hope. Mummy said I can't go back (Btw, I finished school last week. That's what this interruption is about. Eleven years at one school, and Mum says I can't go back to see teachers and friends). It's just for Christmas. Anyway, I'll be at the Burrow.Ella drags her trunk to the door, and I make my trunk float behind me to make it easier for me to get downstairs. The Twins greet us at the bottom of the stairs, and we all walk out to the cars.

(Fred's P.O.V)

We use magic to pack our bags and wait at the top of the stairs for Y/n to come down. We wait for at least half an hour. She probably waited for her friend, Ella Apple. When Y/n finally comes down, we flank her sides and say hello to her in unison.

Ella, who is struggling with her trunk, trips down the stairs. The three of us start laughing, but Ella's laugh sounds forced as she tries to join in. Y/n quickly helps her up.

"You should study more. You may be able to float your trunk behind you. It would make it so much easier to walk down the stairs," I say.

George laughs, "Says you, I have never seen either of you with a book."

Ella laughs as we all walk out to the cars.