bunny || fred weasley x reader

avoiding

(a/n: idk why, everytime i put in a photo, it adds it like 3937294 times, like literally what- also SRY THIS TOOK SO LONG)

Wednesday.

I woke up 30 minutes before class. Breakfast was already over so I decided to just forget about it. I haven't really talked to Fred since the whole... Um, 'situation' I guess? I miss him, even though it's only been a couple days.

I get dressed in my robes and make my way to my first class. Fred is in almost all of my classes, so i've just been sitting farther away. I want to talk to him about it but I can't just be like, 'Hey Fred? I wanted to talk to you about detention. Yeah when you tried to kiss me. I wanted to kiss you back because i'm madly in love with you.'

HOLY SHIT-
DID I JUST-
No no no no.
I'm NOT in love with Fred Weasley!
It's just a silly school crush. I'll get over it.
I'm not in love with him.
I'm not in love with him.
I'm not in love with h-

I enter the classroom and take my seat. Obviously not near Fred.

TIMESKIP:
I finished my last class about an hour ago. I went back to my dorm and changed out of my robes.

I'm sitting at the library working on some homework that I got behind on.

I slightly jump in my seat when I hear someone slam a textbook down on my table. I look up to see who it is.

Oh no.
Fred.

My thoughts from this morning are coming back. I don't say anything and just look back down and continue my work.

"You've been avoiding me." Fred says coldly.

"No I haven't." I say, still looking down at my parchment. I don't think I can look him in the eye right now.

Fred grabs the quill out of my hand. "Yes you have."

This makes me turn my head up to look at him. "Can I have my quill back please." I don't make eye contact.

"Not until you tell me what's going on." He says as he pulls up a chair and sits down across from me.

"I don't know, I didn't mean to avoid you."

"Is it because of detention?" Fred asks.

"No-" I start.

"Listen Y/n/n, ive actually been needing to talk to you about that." He interrupts me. "I'm so sorry, I don't know what got into me that day. It won't happen again I promise."

I sit quietly.
What if I want it to happen again? But obviously I wouldn't pull away. Does this mean he feel the same way? No Y/n. Don't be stupid and don't get your hopes up. It was really late and we were both pretty tired. He was just-

My thoughts get cut off by Fred's voice, "Y/n?"

"Oh, right, sorry."

"Can we just forget about it and go back to normal?" Fred asks.

"Of course Freddie." Fred's face lightens up at the nickname.

"Great!" I can feel Fred's whole mood change just from my response. "Again, i'm really sorry. I don't know what happened."

"It's okay Fred. Honestly." I say. "Now give me my quill." I joke.

"In a second." He says and gets up from the chair. He walks around the table and puts his hands on both of my shoulders pulling me up.

"Yes?" I question looking up at him, now standing.

He doesn't say anything, just pulls me in for a hug. "Is this okay?" He asks, slightly pulling away once he sees I haven't moved.