Days at the burrow (Fred/Harry)

Chapter 1

Y/N

It was around noon and you were waiting for Mrs.Weasley to come pick you up from the Kings Cross station. You haven't seen the Weasleys in a month due to you being away for quidditch. It was your best talent and you were captain of the Gryffindor team. You thought it was best for you to go to a camp for a month and practice really hard. Camp was amazing but you really missed your best friends. The Weasleys took care of you almost all the time and you shared a bedroom with Ginny when you weren't at Hogwarts. Sure, you saw most of them as family, but you couldn't help to develop a crush on Fred Weasley. Over the years of you always being at the burrow, Fred always seemed to be the most...flirtatious.

"Y/n, dear!" A voice called from a few feet away. You were so caught up in your thoughts you completely forgot about why you were waiting.

"Molly I missed you so much!" You exclaimed as you pulled her into an aggressive hug.

"How did quidditch go? Did you have fun? Anyone give you trouble? Are you alright-"

"I'm okay! Everything was amazing and I had the time of my life. I'm just glad I finally get to go home." You said, pulling away a little. She was clearly concerned and didn't like you being away for so long without any of the Weasleys by your side.

"Well I'm so glad to hear, darling. We should get back then shall we? Everyone is so excited to see you!"

As you two started getting closer to the burrow, you couldn't stop thinking about seeing your best friends faces for the first time in a while. Especially Fred.

Mrs.Weasley pulled into the long driveway with the old car and you anxiously pulled all your stuff together.

"Let me help you with that dear." Mrs.Weasley said as she grabbed half of your things.

As you walked into the door you only got to see the inside for a split second before-

"Y/N!!!" Fred, George, Ginny, and Ron all said simultaneously as they tackled you into a huge hug. Mr.Weasley came rushing out of the kitchen and quickly joined in. Percy, on the other hand, had a small smile and watched from the other side of the room.

"I missed you guys so much. A month is far to long without you!" You said muffled into the hug.

"Well you're finally home and that's all that matters. But, how did it go?" Ginny said grabbing my shoulders.

"Amazing! I think I really improved this month. Get ready for the quidditch practice this year."

You all laughed.

"Let me help you carry your stuff to your room." Fred said Bending down to grab your trunk.

You paused and looked way up to catch Fred's eyes. Did he get more attractive? He seems a lot taller than I remember. His hair glows in the sunlight a lot more than it used to, his dark eyes happier and more alive, did he get more muscles? Your eyes fall to his right arm that carries your luggage. It's more full and has more noticeable muscles. He seems more buff and stronger. Then, your eyes fall to his chest. He's wearing a white shirt that's just see through enough that if you get really close, you can see his toned stomach. Your cheeks start to get warmer and you feel your heartbeat quicken.

"Uhm...are you coming?"

"What? Oh yeah, sorry." You quick picked up the rest of your things and followed Fred up the stairs. How long was I standing there? I hope he didn't notice me completely checking him out.

"And there we are. Mum washed your bedsheets before you came, so they should be nice and fresh." He said as he laid the trunk down and plopped onto the bed.

"Hey don't make them dirty!" You groaned.

"Whatever. Now your bed smells like me and I'd take that as a good thing." He got up with a smirk on his face.

"Hey y/n, don't tell me you're gonna make quidditch practice extra hard this year since you went to that camp." George says as he bursts into your room.

"Well I am team captain...but I would never torture the team like they did to me!"

"Good cause I think I'd pull a Cedric if I had to do more than I already do!" George said nudging his twin. They both start laughing.

"Hey! Not a time for a joke like that!" You scoffed.

"Right, sorry. May you rest ceddy."

Later in the afternoon you were all done unpacking and the rest of the family was doing random activities around the house.

"Ah y/n I didn't even get a chance to talk to you today." Ron says running up to you.

You gave him a small hug.

"Sorry I've been unpacking but I'm all done now."

"Harry and Hermione are coming before dinner tonight. We all missed you and since you couldn't write to us either, we deicide to have a sleepover tonight!" Ron said excitedly.

"That's great I really wanted to see them."

You've been best friends with Ron, Harry and Hermione ever since year 1. When they learned what your last name meant, they were very skeptical of you. but, after hearing about your story, they knew you were nothing like you know who.

FLASHBACK TO YEAR 1

"Ow..." you ran into a boy with brown hair and circular glasses. "I'm so sorry I didn't see where I was going-"

"It's alright, here let me help you." He helped you pick up your random things that fell onto the floor.

He seemed really nice and seeing that you have no friends here, this gave you an opportunity.

"By the way, I'm y/n." You said looking up at him as you two scooped up the things on the ground.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter." He smiled up at you.

"It's got a ring to it, I like it."

"Thanks...hey, would you like to sit with my friend and I on the way to Hogwarts?"

We stood up at the same time with my things in our hands. Standing in the middle of the compartments.

"Yeah actually, that would be great. I don't know anyone here."

He motioned you to follow as you approached a compartment with a red head sitting by the window.
When he saw me, he smiled.

Harry opened the door to the compartment and I threw my things back into the bag they fell out of.

"Ron this is y/n. Y/n this is Ron." Harry said standing in between the two of you.

"Ronald Weasley! What's your last name?" The ginger said with a confused face.

You sat down as your face started to get more red. You just met these kind people and you already had to tell them about your hated last name. Maybe they didn't even know what your last name meant? Was it worth the risk? You couldn't just not tell them or lie.

"Y/n riddle." You said, looking at the floor squeezing your hand hoping they wouldn't know what it meant.

"I like that last name. Riddle. Do you have a riddle for us?" Ron says with a small laugh.

Thank the lord.

"No sadly I do not." You looked up at them and smiled with relief. But one day, they would have to know.

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So once again I've never written one of these before haha. Yeah I know this chapter was short but I'm going to make long chapters.

Can you guess how y/n is related to Voldy ?