Harry Potter Oneshots

Honorary Weasley (Fred Weasley x Reader)

description: you're accidentally the next target of the latest Weasley prank

word count: 832 words 

You loved the Weasley family, how could you not? But you swore you could curse those twins sometimes without feeling bad at all. It had been a rough week, that was the understatement of the year. The upcoming OWL's were causing you to nearly bust at the seams. That's why this little prank from your "sweet" boyfriend and his partner in crime brother was not assuming. You had taken a shower that morning trying to relax and ease your stress over exams. The shower was lovely, and exactly what you needed, but the incredible moment was over when you walked down the stairs. You were greeted with small snickers from the other Gryffindors in the common room. Confused, you walked over to your normal chair and sat down. But then Ron walked down the stairs and bursted out laughing the instant he saw your hair. Hermione followed him down and covered her mouth with her hand. Immediately you knew something was up, "what's wrong? Is something on my face?" Hermione, holding back her laughs for your sake, handed you a small hand mirror. Your hair. Was red. Bright Weasley red. Instantly your cheeks burned and you knew exactly who to blame for this. "FRED AND GEORGE GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW." Ron's eyes widened as you sounded so similarly to his mom. Two heads peeked out from the stairs, hesitant as you could tell they were scared of what was going to happen. But as they saw you, the twins nearly doubled over in laughter.

Still unamused, you simply stared at them. Fred came over first "darling you look stunning!" George laughed at his brother's comment and shook his head in agreement. "Fred what the hell?  You knew I was having a bad week so you decided to prank me? For what, to make me feel better? This is just another thing I have to deal with!" Your outburst suddenly changed the whole demeanor of the room. No one was laughing anymore and Fred was suddenly serious. You rarely got mad, never in public, so the fact you yelled at him in front of the entire common room showed truly how upset you were. Still fired up you kept going "just tell me why you thought this was a good idea. Please because I can't seem to think why you would do this." "Love I swear it was an accident, we weren't trying to dye your hair. We were going to mess with Draco." Fred was practically pleading with you but his story just didn't make sense. You crossed your arms and signaled him to continue his story. He sighed, "okay here is what happened. We have a Slytherin insider who told us what kind of shampoo Malfoy uses. Turns out it is the same one as you." At this Harry and Ron burst out laughing but quickly stopped as they saw your unashamed expression. "So George and I decided to use your shampoo as a test to see what happened. So we put the dye in your shampoo but we were planning to tell you not to use it. But before we could you um" he gestured to your hair "yeah. It truly was an accident I am so sorry. We just wanted to mess with Malfoy. I have the 'antidote' so it'll be gone by tonight. Can you forgive me?" Fred stood there with his hands in his pockets looking more nervous than you have ever seen before. In your heart you knew this was completely an accident, and you knew you couldn't stay made at him, but Merlin you wanted to to teach him a lesson. But as his eyes became more and more regretful and sad you couldn't bring yourself to do anything but say it was okay. Taking a deep breath to calm yourself down, you replied "I forgive you Freddie, it was an honest mistake. Come here." As soon as you gave the invitation he ran into your arms and you could hear a small "aww" come from Hermione. The common room turned back to normal and heads finally turned away from you and Fred. "I really am sorry but I can't lie and say I'm not happy that it worked. You smacked Fred's head lightly as he laughed. Turning back to the mirror you once again looked at your hair. Fred came up behind you and you laughed at how similar the color match was. Fred smiled and ruffled your hair, "hey guess you're a Weasley now". And honestly, nothing sounded better.

The next week you were seated at the Gryffindor table during lunch when a red-headed Malfoy bursted through the doors. He ran towards your area and screamed, "Fred and George! My father will hear about this!"

A/N this is super short but I thought it was a cute idea, I hope you enjoyed! also thank you for 1k reads!!