Harry Potter One Shots

Trophy Wife (Fred Weasley)

A/N: A glimpse into the glamorous yet dangerous life of the underground mafia
Mob!AU (Just Imagine Fred with a mixed Italian and Brooklyn accent)

2nd POV:
The mafia ran big in Brooklyn in the 1920s. You were quite used to the scene, all the men in your family were apart of the 'family business'. In your father's eye, you were his little girl.

You met Fred when you were 17. He was 21 at the time, his family and yours had been partners for years and you met him while your father was having a little business meeting. He was the type of man your father told you 'was no good', which was quite ironic. He was infatuated with you, a perfect little innocent angel. Your father gave you whatever your heart desired, so when Fred proposed when you were 19, your father went all out for your wedding. While he got everything in order, your mother gushed over your wedding dress, you truly looked like a princess.

The church was filled with your family and other business partners. After the words of I do, Fred didn't hesitate to kiss you. At your reception party, you and Fred were gifted a key by your father to your own place.

Fred was apart of your father's inner circle, and he treated you like a queen. All the luxury and lavish things you were accustomed to a child was the still same, but the ponies, stuffed animals and dollhouses turned into lingerie, heels, bags and whatever you desired most. Almost everyday coming home, he would always be carrying a bag in his hands.

And today he didn't disappoint. You heard the door open while you were in the kitchen making your famous ziti. "Mio Angelo." You heard him say from the mud room.

"Kitchen." You replied still not taking your eyes off the dough. You continued to knead the dough when you felt a familiar set of arms wrap around you and Fred started to give you little kisses on the side of your neck.

"You smell like blood." You commented.

"What, no I missed you Freddie, I'm happy you're home." He teased nipping your jaw. You shook your head setting down your rolling pin and turning around to face Fred. He wore his usual black trousers, a white collared shirt with blotches of blood and black suspenders.

"You have some nerve hugging me looking like that." You pointed at the blood. "You better go clean up before dinner."

"Anything for you." He kissed your forehead staying there for a bit and making his way towards your shared bedroom.

Under your false dominance, you were always scared for Fred. You two didn't live the normal lifestyle and there were times when you would get anxious when he came home a few minutes late.

After dinner you both made your way towards the bedroom, getting ready for bed. While you changed into your nightgown and twisting up your hair, Fred sat at the edge of the bed with a glass in his hand, rolling out his shoulders occasionally. You smiled at him, even after being married for 2 years, you still got little butterflies around him. You made your way over to the bed, climbing behind Fred, starting to massage his shoulders. He let out a groan while you did what he called 'your magic'.

"I got you something today?" He said.

"Yeah." You replied. He got up from the bed and grabbed the bag from the counter that he brought in earlier.

"Got on, open it up. You smiled taking out the tissue paper, pulling out a medium sized square box. You opened it up to see this beautiful diamond necklace and a matching pair of earrings.

"Oh Freddie." You gushed. "It's beautiful."

"Anything for my angel." He replied.

"Well I have a surprise too." You said when Fred picked you up and placed you on his lap.

"Yeah?" He hummed starting to place kissing down your neck.

"Remember how I've haven't been feeling well the last few weeks." He nodded. "I was having lunch with my mom today and told her and she took me to the doctor and they said...I'm pregnant."

"Really!" He exclaimed. You nodded and he instantly started peppering you with kisses all over your face and neck.

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You clipped on your earrings looking at yourself in the mirror. A one shoulder black bodycon dress with a slit going up to your right leg stopping about mid thigh. You grabbed the matching necklace that Fred gifted you last week trying to clasps.

As you tried again, you saw Fred come up behind you and replaced your hands with his and clasp the necklace. "Look at you, looking more beautiful everyday."

"Thank you amore." You smiled. He wrapped his arms around your wrap and spun you around so you were facing him.

"You know today is an important night." He traced his lips with his thumb. You slightly opened your mouth and he slipped his thumb in.

"You gotta be a good girl for me, we got a new partner to please, so you need to be your best behavior. Can you do that for me?" He asked darkly.

You hummed while still sucking on his finger. "And maybe if you do good, you might get an extra present."

"I'll be a good girl you for you." You looked up at him.

"That's right." He caressed your cheek. "Now let's go show everyone that I got an amazing, sexy wife.

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