Had a though about which love languages each of the boys would subscribe to (receiving, not giving, if you want me to make that one I probably can)
People mentioned: Harry, Fred, George, Neville, Ron, Oliver, Draco
Harry
Harry likes physical touch.
As a child he barely got any affection from people, and he was initially uncomfortable showing much of any physical affection
However, once you openly showed him said affection, the two of you were attached at the hip.
It does not matter where you are, if your in the same room, your probably touching in some way.
If it’s a large public setting, it’s likely just pinkies, hands, or arms that are linked. But in the presence of close friends he’ll gladly return a hug, and when you’re alone it’s an entirely different story.
He will literally flop on top of you, hold onto you, and hold you until you’ve both fallen asleep.
He also enjoys sitting on your lap or you sitting on his lap.
Stroke his hair or run your fingers on his face or over his eyes and he will melt
Anyways yea Harry is a cuddle whore
Fred
Fred likes quality time
You don’t always spend every moment next to each other, boundaries are really important to both of you and you both respect those boundaries.
But when you are together, it is the best time either of you could have.
Sneaking into the kitchens at 3 am to eat sweets.
Shopping at Hogsmeade, getting butterbeer, watching muggle movies
If you like practical jokes you gladly take part in them, if not then he respects that.
Sometimes he just wants someone to listen to him.
So he’ll lay next to you and just talk, for hours.
About school, about his latest pranks, about family.
If you can use the time you have together in a way that makes you both happy, then he will love you forever.
To him, it’s not about the amount of time you spend with him, it’s about what you both do with it.
George
George likes words of affirmation- he always feels like he lives in his siblings shadow
Occasionally that means living in Fred’s shadow too.
People never really acknowledge them as separate people, and sometimes he needs reassurance that someone sees him as an individual.
Telling him on a daily basis, that you see him as a separate person, even if you don’t have to say those exact words, is important to him.
He also just really likes hearing that you believe in and love him
Within 2 weeks of you dating he greets you with an “I love you.”
And at first he freezes when he realizes what it is that he said.
But when you reply with reciprocation he melts.
The first time you tell him you love him, he practically combusts with happiness.
This could also translate to a praise kink but we’re not gonna talk about that rn ;)
Neville
Neville prefers gifts
Not necessarily expensive ones, just small little things, trinkets and such
If you just hand him a shiny rock he lets out this little trill of happiness and adds it to his collection alongside his plants
If you give him a plant he’ll fucking collapse.
Once when you came back from a trip over Christmas, you gave him seeds to a rare plant that wasn’t found in Europe, he nearly burst from excitement
That was the first time he kissed you in public
He also really likes candy and once when you brought him these little rock candies that were only found in muggle stores he practically ripped the wrapper off and shoved them into his mouth.
(He shared of course)
Neville often gets his fathers hand-me-downs, and while he enjoys them, it sucks that his grandmother refuses to buy him anything of his own
So when you buy him a sweater and a pair of slacks he almost cries
Sugar baby Neville au i said what i said
Ron
Ron likes acts of service
A lot of it is when you help him with things like homework
Sometimes Hermione is too tired or unwilling to and when you step in to help where you can, its like a little piece of him falls in love with you all over again
But part of it is other forms of service
A few months before you were together, Ron had a really bad day and returned to the common room with a huge headache, and when you offered to give him a head massage he decided he was gonna ask you out
Sometimes just running your hands through his hair after a long day makes him absolutely melt into the couch cushions
He also often gets homesick, especially when it comes to food, and if you cook or bake for him, he practically jumps in the fucking air
You called his mom once to get a recipe for these Christmas cookies that he missed since he couldn’t go home for Christmas one year and if you both hadn’t been in public he would have cried
When you brought him homemade candies he did cry (he’d had a long day, let him live)
But yea sometimes he just needs someone to take care of him nothing wrong with that my dudes
Oliver
Oliver likes an even mix of gifts and and acts of service tbh
Often for Christmas or his birthday you’ll get him a new broom servicing kit or a book about Puddlemere United
One year you managed to get one of his favorite books signed by some of Puddlemere’s players
When you presented it to him he tackled you in a hug so tight you thought your lungs would pop.
He also really likes trying new candies so you get him a subscription box where he can try new ones from around the world and the two of you spend a few days every month trying new candies together for a year.
When it comes to acts of service its a little more physical
Quidditch takes a toll on a person’s body so often he’ll come back from a game or a practice and just collapse.
So if you give him a massage he’ll practically sink into the bed.
Dude is just tired sometimes give him a break
Draco
Draco is probably into words of affirmation
I think people would assume it’s gifts but that’s actually how he shows love to other people because that’s how his parents showed love to him even though it’s not necessarily what he wants
But yeah I think Draco sometimes deals with a lot of shit especially during 6-7 year and so he’s probably stressed as shit
And feeling really guilty about what he’s having to do
But he feels like he has no choice or else he and his parents are going to die.
So sometimes he just needs reassurance that he’s not a terrible person
Occasionally after working on the cabinet in the ROR he’ll just go to you and collapse on your shoulder and start sobbing
Sometimes just making sure he knows that he’s okay and that he’s loved will make him want to cry
I got an ask maybe 4 months ago asking me to write a fic where reader and fred are rivals and then they fuck but life’s a bitch so I’m just getting to it now. Here u go lol. Made some changes so now the reader is a gryffindor chaser tho.
Warnings: smut, sub!fred, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kiddos)
“Weasley, you cunt!”
“Hey!”
“Not you, George. Sorry!” You shouted above the whooshing noises of the brooms around you. Fred zoomed past you.
“Not my fault you were in the way of a bludger!”
“It literally is your fault! Your job as a beater is to keep us safe, dipshit!”
“Oi! You two. Get your shit together before we lose!” Angelina shouted as she flew past.
You set one more glare Fred’s way before flying off. Between bickering, dodging, and passing, Ravenclaw was catching up and close to winning as both seekers raced around the pitch in search for the Golden snitch.
As Potter seemed to spot the small golden ball, he flew past the two of you, and within a few minutes, the game was over.
Angelina pulled you aside after your team had celebrated, shoving a finger in your face.
“You and Fred need to get it together. If you kept arguing you could have distracted the other players and cost us our win.”
You rolled your eyes and batted her hand away.
“He’s the one whos always being difficult, not me!”
Angelina scoffed, “You’re both arseholes to each other. Get over yourselves. Either learn to cooperate or I’ll be looking for a replacement chaser and beater.” She turned away and walked off, you trailing frantically behind her.
“Ange!”
“Look,” she turned back, “I love you both, but quidditch is important to me, and it could help me get an internship with the Montrose Magpies, I need to secure a win, or at least a well run team.”
You paused for a second, then nodded.
“Yeah, alright, I’ll talk to him later today after our celebration in the common room.”
Angelina seemed to relax at that, clapping you on the shoulder than walking off to join the rest of the team.
You sighed, and made your way to Gryffindor common room.
……………………..
Gryffindor’s common room raged about with laughter, as food and shots of firewhiskey were shared (no one asked where that came from).
You took a deep breath, and walked quickly over to where Fred was standing.
“Hey.”
He glanced over at you in distrust. “Hello?”
“How are you?”
“Fine, why?”
“No reason.”
“Great.”
“What’s great?”
“You can leave me alone now is what’s great.”
You rolled your eyes.
“Look, Weasley, I was trying to be nice. Work things out so we could both stay on the team together.”
“We wouldn’t have anything to work out if you would get your head out of your arse for five minutes during our matches.”
“Me? You’re the one who keeps aiming bludgers at my head, you know you’re supposed to aim them away, right? Or at least towards the other team, not someone on your own.”
“They wouldn’t nearly hit you if you weren’t in the way!”
You barked out a laugh, “That’s bullshit, I am perfectly fine with my job, or I would be if you weren’t out to get me all the damn time!”
By this point, you were both attracting some attention, and Angelina dragged you away while Katie did the same with Fred.
“Both of you, knock it off.”
You whipped your head around to look at her, “But I tried to make amends like you said, I even-”
“Leave it alone, plus, there’s an issue in the main hallway we need you to come look at.”
“Why do you need me?”
Angelina just dragged you further along.
“Ange, what kind of damn issue is so important that, aaGH-” You exclaimed as you were shoved into a closet, and a very tall figure.
“Who the fuck- ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME ANGE!” You saw Fred’s equally pissed off face in the dim light hanging from the top of the closet.
“You two work your shit out, we aren’t letting you out until you do.”
Fred yelled out in frustration, banging on the door.
“KATIE, ANGIE, LET US OUT RIGHT FUCKING NOW!”
There was only light giggling in response, and you knew there was no way you were leaving that broom closet any time soon.
You spent the next ten minutes pacing the room, trying to find a way out of the closet.
“Can you stop pacing for five seconds? It’s driving me insane.”
“I wouldn’t have to if you hadn’t gotten us locked up in here in the first place!”
“How did I get us here? Last I checked we both hated each other, so they wanted us both in here!”
“I was tryingto be nice to you back there! To make amends!”
Fred threw his hands in the air.
“Well look where that got the both of us.”
You stood face to face with him, eyes locking.
“Why do you hate me so much?” You asked him.
“Why do youhatemeso much?”
You scoffed, “You can’t just answer a question with the exact same question.”
“Like hell I can. And you never answered!”
“Because I asked you first! I mean I just don’t understand why it’s so hard for you to just not be a dick.” You turned your back and resumed your pacing.
“Y/N, it’s not that, it’s just-”
“Just what, because I am sick and tired of you acting as if I am the worst thing to ever happen to you, why do you hate me so goddamn much, I mean-”
“I DON’T HATE YOU DAMMIT! I LOVE YOU!”
You paused for a second, and turned back.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I’ve been attracted to you since second year!”
You took a second to process this information.
“So why are you such an arsehole then? For the past 5 years you have been!”
You rolled you eyes.
“Nope. Absolutely not. Liking me was not an excuse to be a dick. And don’t try some ‘I didn’t know how to express my feelings’ bullshit!”
Fred looked at you shocked.
“But… I told you that I liked you. And now I’m getting the feeling you might like me.”
“Thats… besides the point, and even if I did, that still doesn’t excuse you from being a dick, I only responded to you in the same way you always treated me!”
“Right, and I’m sorry for that, Y/N. Please allow me to make it up to you.”
Fred held you face in his hands, and you fought an instinct to jerk away.
“How the hell do you plan on making up for five years of assholery?”
Suddenly you were shoved back into the wall. Fred dropped to his knees, unbuckling your jeans.
“Please, let me make it up to you.”
He dragged your jeans down.
“Fred, what are you doing!?”
“Say the word, and I’ll stop. Please, let me make it up to you.”
Fred looked up at you with wide eyes, and you paused for a moment before nodding. He resumed, pulling you underwear past your legs, and lifted up one of your legs before diving into you.
“Fred, I- fuck!”
He dragged his tongue along your folds and nosed at your clit.
“Want you. Want your cunt, your lips, your body, please.”
You carded your fingers through his hair, dragging him closer to you.
“Fuck, want you too.”
Fred continued until you pulled him back up by his hair to meet you. You hastily unbuckled his belt and undid his trousers to take out his cock. Spitting in your hand, you ran your hand up and down his dick, causing him to let out a series of curses and moans.
He lifted you up by your thighs, and you placed his cock at your entrance, and Fred let out a whine as he pushed in.
“Fuck, love, you feel good.” He readjusted you in his arms and began fucking up into you, his thrusts making him hit that spot inside you.
“Fuck, Fred!”
The two of you continued for what seemed like forever until Fred hooked an arm under your leg and his hand wrapped around you so he could play with your clit.
“Fred, I’m gonna come.”
“I am too, love.” You felt your orgasm arrive and as you did you clenched down on his cock, causing him to release inside of you.
A few moments passed before he set you down, both of you breathing heavily.
“Your partially forgiven.”
“Partially? I just fucked your brains out, how am I partially forgiven?”
You let out a giggle.
“You take me out on a date, and I’ll consider you forgiven.”
Fred brought you into his arms, and laid a kiss on the top of your head.
“Deal.”
A moment passed, and after you both were dressed and had collected yourselves, you banged on the door to be let out.
“Angie? Kate, we’ve resolved our issues, you can let us out now!”
They opened the door, and as you both left you could hear them snickering.
Angelina shouted out from behind you, “Yeah, we heard you both resolving your issues from the other side of the door.”
Fred threw his head back half in laughter and half in exasperation while you stood there, red faced with your head in your hands.
“Next time, maybe resolve your issues in a bedroom?” Katie practically howled out.
Time for stripper Fred since stripper George was already posted.
Fred actually made you fully aware, almost right out of the gate that he was a stripper.
About 3 days after he was hired, he went and talked to you so you knew where he was going.
Oddly responsible of him.
Or maybe it was just that neither of you hid things from each other and were ridiculously supportive of one another.
So you went to his first performance.
It was sloppy, to be perfectly honest, but it was amateur night, so he still walked off with a fair bit of cash.
Over the next few months you helped him perfect his routines.
“Maybe stick your ass out a bit more?” “If I stick my ass out any more I’ll look like a hunchback.” “You definitely need to stick your ass out more, and arch your back.” “Is this just an excuse for you to stare at my ass?” “Yes.”
“Ok, I just checked online, what if you try this little spinny thing I saw?” “Oh that looks fun.”
And you watched as he got better and better.
It was hot as shit.
There were multiple nights during which Fred would get off of work, and then would immediately go home to you, peel off his clothes and ask to get positively railed.
Which you always granted him.
At one point, you installed a pole in the apartment, and when their siblings came over, that caused some weird looks.
Ron was vaguely insulting about it until he tried climbing the pole and could barely stay up for three seconds, before admitting defeat.
At some point, him coming home covered in body glitter and with a full face of makeup on just became common enough that you didn’t bat an eye.
So was coming home with sore everything.
“Y/N!!!!” “Yes?” “Everything huuuurrrts!”
You went through so much bruise potion. And the insides of his calves and thighs were almost always purple.
Shorts during summer were not an option, as he quickly discovered.
But as he improved, got more money, and was able to start up his business, he frequented the club less and less.
Eventually he thought about leaving the club (to the dismay of his many loyal-uhh-customers).
*read as: simps*
The day that he left, many of his audience was packed into the club, throwing money at the stage in a last ditch effort to get him to stay.
Unsuccessfully, however, to their disappointment, as Fred was no longer going to be dancing for money.
You weren’t all that upset though
After all, just because he wasn’t performing for them doesn’t mean he wasn’t performing for you.
ciao, lovesss! & happy holidays! this december i decided to do something very special for you all! this month in honor of the holidays and the end of the fall semester, i will be releasing a holiday theme, full length fic every monday of the month. and every thursday i will be releasing a brand new, full length head cannon. its also my one year anniversary writing harry potter fics so this event is going to be extra special for me! here are some fun asks as well~ along with the holiday writing for this month long celebration:
under the mistletoe- based off your blog, i will tell you who is dying to kiss you under the mistletoe! (please provide gender preference/s)
❄️snowed in- chit-chats about everything and anything! rants, fun things you’re doing on holiday, family traditions: i’m all ears!
cookies and milk- give me a fun fact about yourself and i will tell you what holiday trope i think you are!
☃️caroling door to door- talking holiday music! give me a holiday music suggestion and i will give you one in return!
whether you celebrate the holiday season or not, please join the festivities! as someone who celebrates more than one holiday in december, i find it important to ensure we respect all cultures at this time. any disrespect towards religious celebrations along with racism, anti-semitism, homophobia, and transphobia will not be tolerated. you will be reported and blocked. lets continue to create a safe space for everyone! happy holidays! master list of all things holiday w/ dates below the cut!
this even will take place from december 5th - december 30th!
ciao, lovesss! & happy holidays! this december i decided to do something very special for you all! this month in honor of the holidays and the end of the fall semester, i will be releasing a holiday theme, full length fic every monday of the month. and every thursday i will be releasing a brand new, full length head cannon. its also my one year anniversary writing harry potter fics so this event is going to be extra special for me! here are some fun asks as well~ along with the holiday writing for this month long celebration:
under the mistletoe- based off your blog, i will tell you who is dying to kiss you under the mistletoe! (please provide gender preference/s)
❄️snowed in- chit-chats about everything and anything! rants, fun things you’re doing on holiday, family traditions: i’m all ears!
cookies and milk- give me a fun fact about yourself and i will tell you what holiday trope i think you are!
☃️caroling door to door- talking holiday music! give me a holiday music suggestion and i will give you one in return!
whether you celebrate the holiday season or not, please join the festivities! as someone who celebrates more than one holiday in december, i find it important to ensure we respect all cultures at this time. any disrespect towards religious celebrations along with racism, anti-semitism, homophobia, and transphobia will not be tolerated. you will be reported and blocked. lets continue to create a safe space for everyone! happy holidays! master list of all things holiday w/ dates below the cut!
this even will take place from december 5th - december 30th!
*note* for this celebration i will not be taking requests on what to write the holiday fics/headcannons about. most of them are pre-written for efficiency purposes and to ensure i have everything done on time! i will be closing requests for the month of December so i can give this special occasion as much t.l.c. as possible! thank you all for understanding! requests will be opening back up for the new year.
the king of extra himself was planning your birthday so how could it not be the most extravagant day ever
freddie had been planning this day for the longesttime
he even got all of his siblings involved to help him
he definitely tired pranking you that morning by ‘pretending today wasn’t your birthday’
but this poor boy couldn’t last more than five minutes because he was just too excited for today
makes a huge speech for you at breakfast in the great hall in front of basically the entire student body
going on about how today should be proclaimed as a world-wide holiday
“attention! today is the most beautiful, sweet, funny, smart, precious girl’s birthday! so lets be sure we wish her a happy day. i’m talking to you, professor snape.”
all of hogwarts kind of just looked at him semi confused, but decided it would be best if they went along with it
ohand most certainly delivered his speech at dumbledoor’s podium, juuust to make sure everyone knew
cue mcgongall shouting at him, but happily thinking of how sweet and in love that boy was
he makes sure all of your classes sing you happy birthday
and would prank any teacher or student who wouldn’t participate in the festivities
needless to say you had heard a few too many off-key happy birthday songs that day
freddie is a scavenger hunt expert!!! and had the most wonderful one set up for you on your special day!
he hid small presents all over the castle with hints, leading you to the next one. until you found your big surprise!
anot so surprise party!
in the gryffindor common room was all of your friends waiting to celebrate you
there was msuic, dancing, a table with all your favorite foods and it was nothing short of perfect
freddie was so proud of himself because you looked like you were having the absolute time of your life
he never felt so lucky in his life because he had the absolute privilege of celebrating you
and knowing freddie, he was already thinking about how he can make next year’s birthday even more special than this
(a/n: hey guys! soooo tomorrow’s my birthday so, i thought i would share some fun birthday freddie headcannons! & tomorrow i will be posting cedric birthday headcannons! anyways, thank you for reading & if you enjoyed please feel free to reblog! see you someplace magical!)
Request:hi! can you write some headcanons about a very playful relationship with fred where you tease each other a lot and youre constantly making jokes but once youre alone and tired fred is really soft?? ugh my heart he would be all cuddly in front of the fireplace and stroke your hair but you would still be giggly and it would just be the most fun relationship ever!! i love your writing <33
Warnings: None that I can think of
Word Count:1.7k
Notes: I have no idea when I received this request but I found this doc I had started so I decided to finish it and finally post it. (:
Since the moment you had met Fred Weasley
There has hardly been a dull moment spent around the older of the Weasley twins
Or an occasion where you’re not smiling in his presence
Being with Fred is like diving head first into a new adventure everyday
It was exciting
The childlike nature shared between the two of you created a beautiful relationship
One that a handful of your peers were envious of and longed for
George was even a tad jealous his brother had found someone who tolerated his pranks
Even serving it back
You’re relationship is more playful than serious
Which is probably why you two have remained together for so long
As sweet as the relationship is, Fred Weasley is definitely the type of boyfriend to purposely embarrass you in public
He loves blurting out random shit just to get a rise out of you
“No, Y/n, I will not hook up with you right here!” “Fred, stop! People are looking!”
“Are you hitting on me?” “I’m literally your girlfriend.”
“Checking out my ass, love?” “I’m impressed at how flat is is, Freddie.”
(Man’s is literally so offended by this he won’t speak to you until you apologize and tell him he has a great ass)
Loves using his height to his advantage when teasing you
Which is almost always
Calls you ‘shortie’ or ‘baby elf’
Will purposely hold things out of your reach for his own amusement
Fred will often sneak up from behind while you’re studying and quickly yanks the open textbook out of your grip and lifts it above his head
You whip around in shock only to find your boyfriend smirking at you “If you want your precious book back, you’re gonna have to come and get it.” He teases you Narrowing your playful glare, you swat your hand out to hit at his legs, though he’s a inch out of reach Your attempt to harm him earns a fit of chuckles from him “I’ll kick your knees out, Forge.” Fred rests his hand over his chest, feigning hurt as he takes a step back. “Woah, woah, no need for the hostility, angel. You know my payment method. Threats will get you nowhere.” Tilting your head to the side, you let out a dramatic sigh, “How many?” “Five.” You cupped your palm around your chin and pretended to ponder for a moment, “Hm, how about four?” You bargained. Fred was clearly not willing to wager lower as he lifted your book higher, “Six.” “Three.” “Twenty.” “Bloody hell, that’s not how this works!” “I’ll settle on fifteen. I refuse to go one kiss lower, but I’ll happily go higher.”
It’s like negotiating with a toddler
Since the two of you started dating,
There was a common shared enjoyment of scaring each other
Nothing serious that would cause fights
More, hiding around a dark corner a jumping out to scare the life out of the other, kind of scaring
Fred would have to admit you were far more sneaky than he had expected
With his distinctive hair and towering height, it was harder for Fred to find the perfect spots to pop out from
Although you had mastered this
Almost daily you found some way to catch Fred off guard and it excited him
He often found himself instinctively peeking around doors prior to entering a room in search of you
George liked to join in and would help you mess with Fred
One night after Fred and George were strolling to the Gryffindor common room after a long and brutal practice, an odd feeling abruptly spooked Fred
The twins had been chatting away about the latest clash of power between Oliver Wood and Marcus Flint as the teams had crossed paths while leaving practice as the Slytherin team was entering the pitch
The two exchanged some heated words, then a few shoves before their teammates had to step into to break them apart Fred and George were still reeling from the events when they turned the corner towards their dorms
Upon heading into the dim lit hall leading to the moving stairs, Fred’s pace abruptly ceased
His eyes scanned the small corridor as his suspicions grew “George… why do I get the sense Y/n is lurking around somewhere?” “You’re just paranoid, mate. Y/n said she’d wait for you in the common room.” “Yeah, you’re right. Anyways I still can’t believe Flint-”
The second his guard was lowered, you abruptly jumped out from behind the large pillar and shouted, “Boo!” “Fucking shit- what the fuck?!” “Thanks for the help, George!” “Anytime, Y/n/n.” “I hate both of you… I almost pissed myself, bloody hell.”
Holds your hand under the table during class and gives random squeezes to keep you awake
Throws rolled up pieces of parchment at your head when you’re ignoring him during class
Tickles you at the worst possible moments just to fuck with you
Like during one of Snape’s lectures
Or while Dumbledore is making a grand speech in the Great Hall
He’ll quickly jab your sides then hides his mischievous grin as you loudly squeal in surprise
Despite having been a couple since your third year
The flirting never went away
If anything, it increased
When Fred sees you relaxing in the courtyard under a large apple tree,
He immediately strides over with you and strikes up a conversation as if it was your first time meeting
“What’s a gorgeous girl like you doing out here all alone?” You smile up at him “I’m actually waiting on my big, strong, handsome boyfriend so you better get lost.” “Hm, I don’t see him so who’s gonna know.”
Whispers dirty words in your ear to make you squirm
He’s addicted to the rush of red that coats your cheek due to his actions
He’ll often run his fingers up your thigh under the desk to tease you
Mimics you constantly
Pillow fights
You’ll be curled up in your bed skimming over your notes when suddenly a large impact knocks you back into the mattress
The sound of Fred’s childlike giggles echoed as you stared up at the ceiling, still in shock
“Fred! You nearly gave me whiplash!” “Sorry, angel.”
He’d then proceed to toss you a pillow for defense before engaging in attack
He was at least considerate enough to allow you a chance
If you’re younger than him by even a day, get ready for him to refer to you as a child
“Freddie, can you help me finish this assignment, pleaseee?” “Of course, little one. I wrote this paper back in my fifth year so I should be of some help, kiddo.” “You’re literally a year older than me! Stop acting like I’m a baby-” “But you’re my baby.”
And if you’re older than him, prepare yourself for Fred to call you a cougar on a daily basis
“What makes you think you can talk to me like that, Ron? I’m with an older woman, you need to have a little more respect.”
He’s a whore for your attention
Fred is always doing something to keep you looking at him
Blows cool air in your direction to get your attention
Although once you look over to him in question,
His eyes immediately dart to the opposite side of the room
Boops your nose at least ten times a day
Which you in turn boop his nose back
Fred is constantly running up behind you in the halls and picking you up to swing you around
Twirls you around his finger when you’re walk hand-in-hand like a ballerina
If it isn’t obvious by now, Fred Weasley’s love language is physical touch
There is never a shortage of affection from him
However as much as Fred loves to have his hands on you
He’s a sucker for you returning the favor
Fred will quite literally melt under your touch
One of his favorite things was when he came back to his dorm room after a long day of school or Quidditch practice and finds you laying in his bed
Sprawled across his mattress in an old hoodie of his and a pair of sweats,
Fred stumbles around the room as he throws his robes off and quick gets into his pj pants and an old tee and slides into bed next to you
He’ll hold you close as the two of you nap together
Presses little kisses to your forehead when you’re asleep
He’s such a soft boy at night
Whenever he’s being difficult or in a rather stubborn mood, you use this trick to your advantage
You’ll use your innocent voice and beg him to cuddle, which in reality, doesn’t take much for Fred to agree to
This man lives for making you happy
Your favorite times to be together is late at night when the common room is empty and it’s just the two of you cuddled on the couch
Fred will sit with his feet on the table and your head in his lap with his fingers brushing through your hair
The two of you talk for hours while watching the flickering flames of the burning fire
He’s involve with these little moments that mean so much to him
