Fred x reader one shots

Amortentia (Fred)

       It was potions in your 5th year at Hogwarts and Fred and George Weasley. You stood at your cauldron next to George, and this time it looked like he wouldn't set the dungeon on fire. You heard something from Lee Jordan at the next table over,"What are you doing, mate?" You looked over to see a puzzled look on Lee's face. Good question, you think. Fred had somehow managed to turn his potion some sort of impossible shade of neon periwinkle. He looked up at George mischievously. he gave a shrug that let you know that he messed up on purpose. Performing the quickest Twin Swap you'd ever seen them do, they levitated their cauldrons  and swapped places. "Y/N, I'm afraid I'm in need of your brilliance again." "What's happened this time Fred?" "Well, it appears I've done the complete opposite of what the directions told me, being such a troublemaker and all." "A trouble maker indeed, it looks like  your potion is trying to escape." the potion darkened to a midnight blue and was attempting to slither from the cauldron. You simultaneously jabbed it with your wands and it retreated, reverting back to it's periwinkle color. He stood in front of his cauldron to block it from view. Looking at you with wide, pleading eyes he mouthed the word please? But how could you say no? With a sigh and a shake of your head, you pointed your wand at the- whatever that is- and used a spell that would evaporate all excess ingredients. 

"Y/N, you are amazing. Truly amazing.", Fred whispered to you. You smiled, never missing a chance to look in his eyes, saying,"Damn right I am." You eyed both potions cautiously, and both showed the necessary mother of pearl sheen and wisps of pink smoke that swirled in beautiful patterns. You smelled something familiar in the air. Grass, and bread, and... Fireworks!? Candy! Firecrackers? You sniffed above the cauldron. Definitely coming from there, but also from... Fred. Yes, that's what he smells like, except the properties of Amortentia... You looked at him, and he looked at you. "My potion smells like you, Y/N. What does that mean again?", Fred asked, looking genuinely confused. You smiled, a mischievous smile, stepping just a bit closer to him. "Well, Fred, the properties of Amortentia are that the person that smells it smells what they find most attractive. And my smell in the potion? Well, That means you love me." He smiled a crooked smile, displaying an array of teeth that you couldn't help but feel as though they were perfectly straight. He stepped even closer, holding your hands, staring down at you with those eyes of his. "Oh, do I now?" "Yes you do." He smiled even more still, leaning in closer and closer, everyone was watching, wondering if the two of you had been dumb enough to sample your potions, his face was inches from yours, and......

A low, slow, drawling voice behind you called out, "I will have no romancing in my classroom. Back to work, both of you." It felt like it took an eternity for him to finish two sentences, but both of you knew better than to disobey Snape.