Darling • Fred Weasley x reader

Chapter twenty nine

"Detention for you as well Ms. Parkinson." She snaps. "Both sisters in the same detention session, what a coincidence." Her high pitch giggle causes my abhorrence filled heart to beat at a quicker pace, the desire to make a scene getting stronger by the second.

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Class finally ends and I make my way to the common room, being met by Hermione, Ron, and Harry who happen to already be there. "Oh hey." I say, trying to be casual, not knowing how mad they are at me.

"You don't need to be awkward, Hermione already told us about what you said earlier." Harry says.

"Oh, she did?" I ask nervously.

"Yeah." Ron answers.

"Do you still hate me?"

"How could I ever hate my best friend in the entire world?" Harry asks, receiving a glare from Hermione and Ron. "Okay, one of my best friends in the entire world."

I glance over to Ron who is standing oddly. "Why do you even like talking to the nasty git?" He asks.

"He's not as mean to me, I don't know why. Maybe it's because I was almost sorted into Slytherin? But Blaise well, I never really talked to Blaise before so I don't know what he thought of me before." I answer.

Ron rolls his eyes and sighs. "Even though I do not like them whatsoever and I think they are an absolutely terrible influence on you, I will respect your decision because you are my best friend." He adds, crossing his arms and raising his chin in the air with his eyes closed smugly.

I run up to them and pull Harry and Ron into a loving hug. "They'll never replace you, you're my family. I love you guys."

"We love you too." They say together.

"Whew, I've never experienced as much tension in my life than I have in the past week." Ron says, swiping the imaginary sweat off his forehead.

I glance over to Hermione who is thinking the same thing, making her cheeks glow scarlet. "Hermione, your cheeks are red." Ron points out.

"Yeah, it's a bit warm in here. How about we go into the dorms and play a few rounds of chess?" She asks, leading them towards the boys' dormitories since Ron had the best chess set.

"Alright." Harry agrees, following willingly.

'Thank you.' I mouth, Hermione nodding in return before rounding the corner. I had mentioned in the hall after potions, that I was going to meet Fred in the common room after classes.

A low mutter could be heard from outside of the large door, guarded by the fat lady in the painting. Suddenly, the entryway slid open, its weight causing a thump when it came in contact with the wall. George and Fred strut in as I sit on the couch reading my book.

"Hey y/n/n." George greets.

"Hey, George."

"Where is everyone?"

"They're upstairs in Ron's dorm having a chess competition if you'd like to join." I reply.

"Alright, I'll see you two later." He says slapping Fred on the back before making his way up the stairs to the boys' dormitory.

"Hello love." Fred says.

"Hello, Freddie." I reply, putting my book down.

"How did you get a detention so fast? I think you're the first one with the pink piñata."

"She's lucky I didn't hit her like one." I mutter. "It wasn't even my fault, she wouldn't call me by Brooke because she says it's not my 'actual last name.' " I huff. "Adding on top of that, I have to spend it with Pansy because she wouldn't keep her mouth shut."

I lay my head on his shoulder with a groan. "Well, how about we do something fun afterward?" He suggests

"Ooo like what? I'm intrigued." I say, popping up to kneel on the couch beside him.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" He asks.

"This." I mutter before pressing my lips against his. I feel the smirk on his lips as I slowly drag my fingertips down his jawline seductively.

As we deepen our kiss, I make my way onto his lap, straddling my legs on either side of him. His large, strong hand grips my hip without difficulty, squeezing it slightly as I place my hand on his neck, pulling him closer. He teases me with his tongue, biting my lip gently, causing my heartbeat to quicken.

He slips his tongue into my mouth, deepening our kiss. I tilt my head as he trails down to my neck, sucking harshly and pinching my skin as he leaves bruises, causing a soft moan to escape my lips.

I tangle my fingers in his soft, orange hair, tugging it slightly in pleasure. He makes his way back to my lips, kissing me for a few more seconds before breaking away to make eye contact. "Do you want to go upstairs?" He asks, struggling to catch his breath.

"Mhm." I hum before taking his hand and eagerly leading him towards the girls' dormitories voluntarily.