𝙶𝚘𝚗𝚎 {𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢}

243 2 7
                                        

Fred Weasley x Reader
Age: 26
Job: Unemployed
Blood status: your choice
Word count: 806
Warnings: kissing. Small smut. Mention of suicide. Death.
~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*

Today was the day, the one year anniversary of Fred Weasley's death.

(A/N: First sentence and I'm already crying.)

You two were a classic love story. Two best friends since first year, turned into lovers.

You still remember the day you two met like it was yesterday.

"Oh, I'm sorry." You said once you bumped into two twins with red hair.

"That alright." One of them started. "We were in the way." George finished.

"I'm Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N." You said sticking out your hand.

"I'm Fred." - "I'm George." They said.

"Right. Well Fred, George, is there a trick to tell the difference between you two?" You asked, as you three walked to the castle.

"Well. Nope! You have to tell by our personalities." George stated.

You sat in bed, remembering when he first told you he liked you.

"I got a secret I must confess. It's eating me alive." Fred said as he came into your dorm. Thank Merlins you were alone.

"Yes?" You asked.

"Every time I see you with him it eats me alive, I like you Y/N. A lot and every time I see you with Lee I wanna punch him in his face, even if he is my best friend."

"Gross. Lee and I are not dating." You said disgusted.

"Oh. I just assumed because of how much you two hung out recently." Fred said rubbing the back of his neck.

"My aunt and his aunt are getting married." You told him.

"Oh." He said once again. "Well I do like you, Y/N."

"I like you too, George." You giggled.

"I'm Fred." He said, hurt you though he was George.

"I was kidding. I couldn't pass up the opportunity, plus I've been able to tell you two sort for three years now why is today any different?"

You walked over to him, and kiss him which he kissed back on.

You giggled to yourself, the memory of Fred thinking Lee was your boyfriend.

Then you go on to remembering the first date.

"No! I would have got that! Your sexy body just distracted me." Fred huffed. You both were at a muggle arcade, which was fun, but Fred is a sore loser.

"Again! I deserve a re match!" Fred declared. You both were playing Cross Road, trying to see who gets the highest score.

"Fine. Prepare to lose again." You said, swiping your game card.

The first time you did it.

"Fuck! Fred go faster!" You moaned as he pounded inside you.

He smirked and sped up his past, going at a ungodly speed.

"Right there!" You moaned once Fred just THE spot.

Soon enough both of you came and Fred pulled out of you.

The next morning you were extremely sore and skipped all your classes.

The first everything. Then you rennet seeing him on the gurney. Gone.

"Fred!" You yelled dropping down next to him. "You can wake up now. You fooled us all." You said starting to fake laugh.

"Please be a prank." You pleaded.

No response.

Only making you sob more.

The first week you felt numb, bit able to cry, laugh, smile, be angry, nothin. Just numb. Until one night you found the promise ring he gave you.

Well George found it.

"Hey, Y/N come to the burrow ASAP

-George."

You apperated to the burrow, after you made yourself look presentable.

You walked inside to the Living room where George was. "Look what I found." He smiled, He handed you the ring, the one you lost during the war.

Once you saw Fred's first initial and yours engraved on the ring, you dropped to your knees with a loud sob.

George dropped down to his knees next you, understanding how much you missed him. "I miss him George." You cried

"Me too." He said hugging you tighter.

You haven't been able to move on since, held up in your room, crying, wearing his clothes that stopped smelling like him.

Eating schedule is off, so is your sleep schedule, and your bathe schedule.

You can't remember the last time you had a good sleep, a good meal, or a good shower.

You were completely broken without Fred. You tried to commit, that didn't go so well, as you are still here.

The Weasley's Check in from time to time, and vise versa.

George has been doing a lot better than you have. He got with Angelina Johnson, you used to share a dorm with her, she was also the first to know you liked Fred.

Today was harder than the others, today is the day real realization hit you. He's gone forever and he's not coming back.

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 [𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐]Where stories live. Discover now