#fictional bf

Angelina was on his lap. She had been for the past half hour.

“Merlin, (y/n)! If looks could kill, Johnson would be buried six feet under by now!”

“Shut up, George.” you complained, taking a sip of your butterbeer.

“You should just tell him, you know. He won’t know if you don’t tell him”

“I believe I already make it quite obvious, thank you very much! If he can’t see what’s literally in front of him, then I’m not the one who should do something about it.”

Finally looking away, you wondered how you got in this situation. You and the twins were best friends since your first year at Hogwarts, but you developed feelings for the oldest of them along the years. You never told him, or anyone for that matter, but every single soul at Hogwarts knew. Even Nearly Headless Nick came to talk to you about it, for Merlin’s sake!

The problem, besides your crush being oblivious, was that Fred and Angelina were getting closer and closer over the last few weeks, which made you distance yourself from the other two parts of your trio. Today, however, he marched into your dorm demanding you put your clothes on because you were going to Hogsmeade with them.

Everything was going perfectly fine until Fred decided he just had to get some butterbeer at Three Broomsticks and ran into none other than Angelina Johnson, the reason you had withdrawn in the first place. So, here you were, drinking butterbeer with George, sulking.

“I may have an idea, but I don’t know if you’re going to like it.”

“When do I ever like your ideas?”

“They are great ideas! Now, do you trust me?”

You hesitated for a moment.

“Of course I trust you, but we’re not blowing anything up!” he laughed at that and clapped his hands together. Pulling you for a hug, he kissed your forehead.

“It’s showtime.” He whispered just before pulling you into his own lap. You squealed in surprise, attracting some gazes, including just the one George was aiming for. You see, George knew Fred had feelings for you and you had feelings for Fred, but he promised both of you he wouldn’t say anything. Technically, he wasn’t saying anything… Just giving the little push you both needed.

“Just pretend it’s him, we’re similar enough. Though, I do believe I’m the more handsome twin.” You giggled.

“So, your plan is to make him jealous? You know this won’t work, right? In order for him to be jealous, he’d have to have feelings for me. He clearly doesn’t.”

“Just trust me on this.” You doubted for a second, then looked at Fred, who had a clenched jaw. Angelina was on his lap, but he was looking in your direction. ‘Is this working?’ you thought. ‘It’s worth a shot.’

Grabbing George’s hand, you started comparing sizes and giggling at the difference. To be completely honest, being with George was easy, he was one of your best friends after all. All you had to do was act a bit more handsy than usual. On his lap. Ok, it was a bit awkward, but George always found a way to make awkward situations fun.

He pulled you closer, pressing your back against his chest, and gave you a quick kiss just below your ear before whispering “Don’t look, but he just made her get off his lap.”

You looked. His body was fully turned your way, elbows on his knees, one leg bouncing up and down.

Your staring was interrupted by George, who grabbed you by your chin and pulled you close to his face.

“I told you not to look, you naughty girl. He might suspect.”

He brought you closer and closer, your noses now touching.

“Don’t you dare kiss me, George.” You muttered.

“I don’t think I’ll have to.” He smirked right before Fred yanked you off him, lifted George by the shirt and pushed him against the wall.

“What the hell are you doing? Have you gone completely bonkers?”

The idiot was full on grinning.

“I was just enjoying some cuddly time with Miss (y/l/n) over here, just like you were doing with Angelina. Nothin’ wrong with that!”

“Nothin’ wrong? Nothin’ wrong?! You know I- ” he hesitated, looking around at the prying eyes.

“I know you what, Freddie?” he teased, that smug grin still plastered across his face.

“Wait… You know. You know, so you’d never do this to me.” Realization spread across his features as he let you of George, giving his shirt a few taps and shaking his head. “You’re an arse.”

“He knows what?” you asked and he freezed. Going around him, you stood on you lifted your heels from the ground, cupped his face and repeated yourself. “What does he know, Freddie?”

He sighed and put his hands on top of yours.

“He knows… He knows that I love you. That I have loved you since the first moment I saw you on the Express with your silly little dress and a book in hand. I’ve loved you since you first looked met us and could immediately tell who is who, because you’ve always been like that, noticing even the smallest details. I’ve loved you since the first time you lied to McGonagall saying we were with you, when in reality you were in your dorm reading and we were pranking every living thing that crossed our path.” He chuckled, putting one hand around your waist, the other touching your face. Your hands slid down to his chest as he continued. “He knows that I have always loved you and always will.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Are you kidding? You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I would never ruin it. I wanted you with me, even if we were just friends. Even if you never knew and I never got to be loved by you, at least I still would have had the pleasure to love you.”

“I never told you for the same reason.”

His eyes might as well have jumped out of their sockets.

“What?”

“I never told you because I was afraid to lose you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, too. I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you at the Express. I remember you were wearing one of the sweaters your mum knitted, and you had just put a chocolate frog in someone’s hoodie.” You giggled “Eleven-year-old me thought that was the funniest thing in the world. I had never seen a ginger either and I thought your hair was the most beautiful thing in the whole world. I’ve loved you since our first class together, when you sat next to me and I scribbled the answers on parchment, too afraid to say them out loud, and you’d answer for me. I’ve loved you every single day since the first and I’ll love you till my last, Fredrick Gideon Weasley.”

“For Merlin’s sake, (y/n)! I told you never to say my full name.” he complained, and you started laughing.

He thought you looked so absolutely beautiful in that moment. Laughing and in his arms, it was all he’d ever wanted.

Leaning down, he kissed you. You were surprised at first, but quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed back.

You were in his arms and that was all you had ever wanted.

“That’s what I call a job well done! Cupid who? I think you mean George Weasley!”

Breaking your kiss, Fred looked at George and shoved him away. “Sod off, mate!” he turned back to you before looking at George again, “Thank you.”

“Anytime!” he said, turning around and whistling.

“No more secrets?” you held your pinkie up. Fred laughed before connecting his finger with yours.

“No more secrets.” He promised and kissed you again.

George would tell that story for the rest of your lives, gushing about how he made it all happen. You’d be forever grateful to him for that little push.

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