━━author's note: there's nothing quite like writing a character for the first time. Enjoy this fluffy one-shot following what happens when you cat

━━warning(s): swearing

━━word count: 1,655

You were going through the corridor when you bumped into someone, specifically the Weasley twins. Their eyes widened as one of them grabbed your hand and made you follow them.

"Hey!!! What the hell do you want?" You whisper yelled, scared that Flich would catch out after-hours. Afterall trouble followed the two identical redheads.

"Shhhhh... Mrs. Norris is following us!"

"What?!? Why are you taking me with you then?" You asked incredulously. They turned and hid behind a small opening, taking you with then. You were already huffing. To think you wanted a cup of hot cocoa to soothe yourself.

"Meowww" the cat's voice came from nearby.

"Shit." Fred mumbled under his breath.

"Shushhh" you motioned towards the twins taking out the red laser light, you always kept to yourself. Positioning it through the opening, you pointed it at the ground near the cat.

Mrs. Norris's eyes quirked as it kneeled down, facing the red dot with excitement. As soon as it jumped towards it you moved the light farther away. The cat jumped, slided, ran, getting more and more impatient to catch the mysterious red dot; not even noticing the quiet snorts of Fred and George.

"Okay, when I say now, quietly move to the 3rd corridor." you whispered, moving your laser to the far opposite end.

"Now!" you said, turning the laser off and exiting quickly.

You all huffed as you reached the familiar staircase, sure that Mrs. Norris would not follow you here.

"That was wicked!" one of the twins said watching the laser in your hand.

"What is that thing?" asked the other one.

"Oh, this? This is a red laser. Apparently cats go crazy for it." You handed him the laser to see.

"Bloody brilliant!" they both said together, making you let out a laugh.

"Who knew, (Y/n) would be up to some mischief?" Fred said, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, just because you are not caught, doesn't mean you lead a boring life." you said winking at them and turning to leave for your dorm.

Unknownst to you, you had left Fred in awe. How did he not notice you before? Well, he did now.

***

You made your way to the history of magic class, yawning. How did you get sleepy, just thinking about it? You slid into your usual seat, taking out a notebook even though you knew, you weren't gonna write anything that day.

"Morning (Y/n)" you heard someone as they slid beside you. You turned to see none other than Fred Weasley. You raised your eyebrows to ask what he was doing there.

"You up for some mischief?" he asked.

"Nooo" you said, shaking your head. The twins meant trouble.

"Oh come on, you'll be a valuable addition."

"I rather not." you said quietly as you saw the grumpy Professor Binns come in.

"Okay, then go on a date with me."

"What?" you said whipping your head towards him, widening your eyes.

"Well, we could go to honeydukes, Zonko's, Madam Rosemeta's for butterbeers later?" Fred said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"And what makes you think I would say yes?" you said smirking.

"Well, I am funny and hot; so that ticks two of the desirable traits. Plus I can show you a good time." Fred said, wiggling his eyebrows.

He was cute, you could see that. And you knew the things he said were true. But, you decided to toy with him a little. You glanced at the professor, seeing he had no idea that you two were talking.

"I don't know, is that enough?" you asked cocking an eyebrow, keeping a poker face on.

Fred's mouth dropped before he composed himself. He smirked.

"Okay, then you tell me, what would you like?"

You grinned. You acted as though you were thinking hard.

"Well, I definitely want someone I am comfortable with, you know, know a little bit before thinking about each other romantically." you said air quoting 'romantically'.

"Ahhhh" he said, "I could do that!"

"How are you sure of yourself? What if I don't like the little bit?"

"Who cannot like this?" he said gesturing to himself. "And besides I am a complete sweetheart." Fred made love eyes almost making you melt. Almost.

"Well, we'll see." you said rolling your eyes.

***

After that Fred seemed to be everywhere. He would sit beside you in classes, study with you. You found out he was actually very intelligent and sharp. He just didn't give academics much thought. You were never not smiling when you were near him and he constantly flirted with you. You did keep a poker face but sometimes he complimented you so genuinely that it became hard not to blush. It was only time before you started hanging out with George too. The three of you would be seen laughing your asses off at some corner of the common room, because it was ;in fact; fun to be with them.

You started noticing little differences between them. How Fred's eyes were lighter in shade and sharper than George's, whose eyes were rounder. How Fred was louder and more emotion-driven. Fred was making it very difficult not to fall in love with him. It was impossible to keep up the nonchalant exterior when in fact you wanted to kiss the hell out of him. He would put his arm around you casually at times, and you couldn't help but smile. You wanted it there. You liked it.

As for Fred, he was whipped. He was falling hard and fast for you. You were funny, witty and not to mention breathtakingly beautiful. You were driving him crazy. There were times you would flirt back and act as if nothing happened, while his heart thumped so hard, he thought it would burst. Over the top of everything, you cared for him. And it showed. You had panicked when he had broken his leg during a quidditch mishap. He had fainted and had a bad concussion. When he woke up in the middle of the night in the infirmary, you were there beside him. You had cried in his arms as he reassured you, he was okay. He knew it was wrong, but your sadness had filled his heart with warmth. He loved you. And no matter how much you denied it, he knew you loved him too.

***

You woke up with a grunt. Your nose was stuffed and you felt like you were burning. You went into the washroom cleaning yourself up. You sneezed on coming out. You shivered, feeling very cold suddenly. You piled yourself with clothes, moving towards the great hall for breakfast. You filled your cup with some hot tea, not feeling like eating anything else.

"(Y/n), Are you okay?" Fred asked.

"Just a little fever." you said not having the strength to smile.

"Come here," Fred said as he placed a hand on your forehead.

"You're burning! Come-on you are not attending any classes today!"

"Noo" you tried to protest, but Fred had already wrapped an arm around your waist, making you stand up and leaving for your room.

"We're gonna need soup!" Fred called out and you heard a faint "on it" from George before the two of you had exited the hall.

Fred laid you on your bed and covered you up with blankets. There was a knock on the door and Fred got up and brought back soup with him.

You ate some and felt suddenly very full.

"I'm not hungry," You said, handing the bowl back to him.

"You need it, even if you don't feel so." he said, making you pout.

"Come on, I'll feed you while telling you something about my childhood"

Fred started feeding you as he launched into a story of irritating his mother. Even though you had a headache, Fred's voice felt soothing. You felt calm just listening to him talk and before you knew it, the soup was gone. Fred gave you a pepper up potion and you drank it unwillingly. He made you go under the covers again and he caressed your hair until you fell asleep.

***

It was nearing Christmas and the school was decorated beautifully. Mistletoes, trees, bells everything looked like it was out of a fairy tale. Fred was chasing you for the last chocolate frog when you both froze. You looked up to see a mistletoe hanging over your heads. Fred noticed it too and you gulped. Fred took this as you being uncomfortable.

"I know a spell to undo this, just wait." he said reassuringly as you felt a rush of affection for this man. Never mind the chasing he did for months, he wanted you to be comfortable first.

As you felt the spell weaken around you, you grabbed his shirt, pressing your lips firmly against his. He was surprised at first, but quickly responded back grabbing your waist pulling you closer. Your hands were in his locks, tugging at them gently, making him moan. As you pulled back breathless, you looked at Fred's eyes sparkling brightly.

"Well, it's tradition," you said as you turned and started to walk away. Fred grabbed you, pulling you back to him.

"Nuh-uh, you wanted to kiss me and you did it. It has consequences"

"Really? And what would those be?" You asked, smirking.

"Well, for starters you need to admit that you want to be my girlfriend." He said bumping his nose to yours.

You sighed.

"Well I guess I would have to suffer the consequences, huh? Fine, I'll be your girlfriend."

"Noooo, say you want to be my girlfriend"

You pouted and Fred rolled his eyes. He turned to leave and you stopped him quickly.

"Fred, I really, really want to be your girlfriend. Allow me?" you said in a small voice.

Fred pulled in and kissed you again.

"I did a long time ago." He whispered.

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