When the traitor's heiress meets the cocky, insufferable, red-headed Weasley-there is one thing for sure: They absolutely, utterly, despise each other. But, they do say hate is the purest magic; and theirs burns particularly bright. fred weasley x oc slowburn somewhat canon-compliant

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*