Darling • Fred Weasley x reader

Chapter twenty three

Draco and Blaise are the only Slytherins I associate with, mostly because the rest despise me. The three of us have been talking more over the past few months, ever since Draco's hair incident. No one really knows that we all do, mostly afraid of our friends being mad, or maybe that's just me.

I wake up from my slumber as a result of a gentle tap on my right shoulder. My eyes open, revealing a tall figure standing beside my bed in the dark room. Startled, I jump back, landing face-first into the wooden flooring. "Shit, sorry." A voice apologizes, and suddenly the room fills with light. "I didn't turn on the light because I didn't want to wake Hermione up." Fred whispers, hurrying over to me. "Are you hurt?" He asks concerned.

"No, I'm fine Freddie." I reply groggily with a giggle, still being half awake. "Wait why are you here it's the middle of the night." I ask.

"Come on, I want to take you somewhere." He whispers taking my hand.

"At two in the morning? I'm not even dressed." I whisper argue as he leads me through the dorm and out to the hallway. We come to a halt midway to the common room, and he turns around to face me.

"Trust me, you'll love it." He adds with an excited grin. I couldn't resist him. I stand shyly in my oversized sweatshirt and pajama pants, sending him a curious grin that aches for adventure. His widens and, he guides me forward and down the dark hallway once again.

We end up outside, walking around the school until we reach a ladder leading up the brick wall of the library. He places his hand on the bar, and glances towards me, sending a charming smile. He climbs up the wall, reaching the top fairly quickly. "Come on." He smirks, causing me to playfully roll my eyes.

As I near the top, he extends his arm for me to grab onto, and hoists me onto the roof. My legs wobble, trying to balance myself, as he grasps onto my waist. He trails his hand up my back and down my arm to reach my hand without losing contact with my body. He leads me towards the edge and sits down, patting the space next to him. I sit beside him, gazing up at the busy blue sky filled with billions of gleaming white stars. I admire the view in awe, being lost in the beauty of the constellations above me.

"I knew you'd like it." He whispers, observing my face.

"It's beautiful." I articulate, turning towards him wearing a joyful grin. I've always had a strong fascination for astrology, one of the main reasons I love the night. I hug him, shuttering slightly as a gust of frigid wind strikes my body. He pulls me in tighter, warming me almost instantaneously. I nuzzle my head into the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent.

"I have to ask you something." He states deeply.

"I'll see if I want to answer." I reply playfully.

"Would you like to come stay at the burrow again for the summer? Everyone will be there..." He hesitates a bit at the end, sounding like he stopped himself from saying something. He makes an irritated face and then quickly flips it, looking back over to me with a hopeful one.

"Of course Freddie, I'd love to!" I respond, tilting my head up to meet his eyes.

"Really?" He asks with an excited smile. I don't respond. Instead, I just press my lips against his, him kissing back eagerly. He pulls me back in as I rewrap my arms around his torso.

My eyes are immediately attracted to a star when I look back into the sky. It grows brighter and brighter until it just disappears.

Suddenly, I feel a wave of cold run through my body, as if I were lowering myself into icy water. "Did you feel that?" I look back up at Fred with scrunched eyebrows.