Pride and Prejudice (Chapter 6)

Summary: Your father is Lucius Malfoy’s cousin, and after the war, it was really difficult for you to find a job because of your last name. So your mother and Mrs. Weasley came up with a crazy idea. A fake marriage between you and Fred Weasley.

Last Chapter! (I combined the last chapter and the epilogue cuz they are not too long.)

Pairing: Fred Weasley X Malfoy!Fem!Reader

Warnings: food mention, mention of divorce, people pretending to choke, proposal.

Word Count: 1.8k

Please do NOT repost or translate my work on any platform! Thank you! Reblogs and comments are always welcome:)

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Fred walked downstairs, noticing a faint smell of apples in the joke shop. “So are we selling apple juice now, Georgie?” he joked.

But George looked confused, “What apple juice? I could only smell caramel-” And then the answer finally came to George, “Amortentia!”

Fred followed George to the shelf displaying amortentia and immediately realized a firecracker just exploded next to this shelf, causing at least four bottles of amortentia to break and the love potion inside to spill.

George waved his wand and cleaned up the mess, but a satisfied smirk soon appeared on George’s lips, “Strange. Didn’t know you liked apples this much.”

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Pride and Prejudice (Chapter 6)

Summary: Your father is Lucius Malfoy’s cousin, and after the war, it was really difficult for you to find a job because of your last name. So your mother and Mrs. Weasley came up with a crazy idea. A fake marriage between you and Fred Weasley.

Last Chapter! (I combined the last chapter and the epilogue cuz they are not too long.)

Pairing: Fred Weasley X Malfoy!Fem!Reader

Warnings: food mention, mention of divorce, people pretending to choke, proposal.

Word Count: 1.8k

Please do NOT repost or translate my work on any platform! Thank you! Reblogs and comments are always welcome:)

Pride and Prejudice Series Masterlist

Fred walked downstairs, noticing a faint smell of apples in the joke shop. “So are we selling apple juice now, Georgie?” he joked.

But George looked confused, “What apple juice? I could only smell caramel-” And then the answer finally came to George, “Amortentia!”

Fred followed George to the shelf displaying amortentia and immediately realized a firecracker just exploded next to this shelf, causing at least four bottles of amortentia to break and the love potion inside to spill.

George waved his wand and cleaned up the mess, but a satisfied smirk soon appeared on George’s lips, “Strange. Didn’t know you liked apples this much.”

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Pride and Prejudice (Chapter 5)

Summary: Your father is Lucius Malfoy’s cousin, and after the war, it was really difficult for you to find a job because of your last name. So your mother and Mrs. Weasley came up with a crazy idea. A fake marriage between you and Fred Weasley. 

In this chapter: It’s already the last month of your fake marriage. Is all of this really going to end?

Pairing: Fred Weasley X Malfoy!Fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, misunderstanding, insecurity, mean relatives, reader being jealous?

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: I apologize for not updating for so long cuz I was feeling burnt out. And I apologize in advance for this chapter, but since it’s Pride and Prejudice themed, I had to include a part like this afghjldfk Also, I may or may not named one of the characters after a Pride and Prejudice character:)

Pictures are from Pinterest. Credit goes to the original owners.

Please do NOT repost or translate my work on any platform! Thank you! Reblogs and comments are always welcome:)

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Sometimes you would wonder what would it be like if you and Fred were friends when you were still in Hogwarts. And as your mind wandered through these imaginary scenarios, you would also daydream about what would it be like if you went to the Yule Ball with him. But regardless, just being in this moment, dancing with him to your favorite love song, was magical enough.

You were invited to Fred’s cousin’s wedding, along with the other Weasleys. Playing the character of Fred’s wife for almost eleven months now made you a regular guest to all kinds of the Weasley family gatherings. 

As the music played and the guests joining the bride and groom on the dance floor, you and Fred decided to join, too. 

“I’m definitely playing this song at my own wedding!” you were excited when your favorite love song started playing.

“And I’m definitely play something livelier,” Fred smiled as he commented.

“Glad we’re not having the same wedding then,” you glared at him, trying hard not to step on his foot. “I have a feeling our idea of an ideal wedding would be completely different.”

“So what is your ideal wedding?” Fred asked. You looked up at him and realized he looked sincere. 

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Pride and Prejudice (Chapter 5)

Summary: Your father is Lucius Malfoy’s cousin, and after the war, it was really difficult for you to find a job because of your last name. So your mother and Mrs. Weasley came up with a crazy idea. A fake marriage between you and Fred Weasley. 

In this chapter: It’s already the last month of your fake marriage. Is all of this really going to end?

Pairing: Fred Weasley X Malfoy!Fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, misunderstanding, insecurity, mean relatives, reader being jealous?

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: I apologize for not updating for so long cuz I was feeling burnt out. And I apologize in advance for this chapter, but since it’s Pride and Prejudice themed, I had to include a part like this afghjldfk Also, I may or may not named one of the characters after a Pride and Prejudice character:)

Pictures are from Pinterest. Credit goes to the original owners.

Please do NOT repost or translate my work on any platform! Thank you! Reblogs and comments are always welcome:)

Pride and Prejudice Masterlist

Sometimes you would wonder what would it be like if you and Fred were friends when you were still in Hogwarts. And as your mind wandered through these imaginary scenarios, you would also daydream about what would it be like if you went to the Yule Ball with him. But regardless, just being in this moment, dancing with him to your favorite love song, was magical enough.

You were invited to Fred’s cousin’s wedding, along with the other Weasleys. Playing the character of Fred’s wife for almost eleven months now made you a regular guest to all kinds of the Weasley family gatherings. 

As the music played and the guests joining the bride and groom on the dance floor, you and Fred decided to join, too. 

“I’m definitely playing this song at my own wedding!” you were excited when your favorite love song started playing.

“And I’m definitely play something livelier,” Fred smiled as he commented.

“Glad we’re not having the same wedding then,” you glared at him, trying hard not to step on his foot. “I have a feeling our idea of an ideal wedding would be completely different.”

“So what is your ideal wedding?” Fred asked. You looked up at him and realized he looked sincere. 

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the next best american record | f.w

summary: muggle au, guitarist!fred. you share the same dream with your boyfriend - to make music but what do you do when it starts to push you apart?  inspired by the next best american record by lana del rey.

warnings: some angst, some fluff, smoking, financial stress, a breakup, happy ending.

taglist: @smallheathgangsters​ @inglourious-imagines​ @riddikulusweasleys​ @ickle-ronniekins​ @heavenlymidnight​ @sinz-and-tragediez​ @starlightweasley​ @theweasleysredhair​ @vogueweasley​ @vivianweasley​ @itdoesntmatterimseethrough​ @thisismysketchbook​ @theweasleyslut​ @hidejeon​ @levylovegood​ @sarcasticallywitty15​ @wand3ringr0s3​ @gcdric​ @loony-loopy-lupinn​ @hexmione​ @whizboingies​ @pandaxnienke​ @amourtentiaa​ @asthmax​ @vnderoos​ @serrendipiity​

notes: my apologies for the constant lana fics i’ve been putting out recently, this one sat in the drafts for a week to give everyone a bit of a break between them. i hope you all enjoy anyway, feedback is always welcome! <33

Watching Fred play his guitar had become your nightly pastime.

It relaxed you, soothed your soul in a way. The soft strumming put you in a state of easy bliss, notes and lyrics being muttered under his breath as he did so. Every evening, just before dusk you’d find him out on the porch taking some alone time and perfecting the song - your song.

When you joined him this night he had a cigarette between his lips, one leg propped up on the table in front of him and his precious guitar on his lap. He looked gorgeous of course, but your smile turned to a frown. Fred Weasley was your match made in heaven. The two of you had a lot in common, shared things as simple as clothes to bigger things like hopes and dreams but something you could never agree on was his smoking. “You do understand how bad for you that is?”

The smallest of smiles played on his lips. “I know. It’s a horrible habit darling,” Fred replied absentmindedly, concentrating more on the sheet of paper in his hands than anything else. You watched on for another minute or so, until Fred heaved a frustrated sigh, grabbing the pencil from behind his ear and crossing out a few notes on his paper. 

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val this was so good!! asdfghgk when he said “dance with me” at the end, my heart💕💕

ride | g.w

summary: your parents are keeping you away from george but you get away long enough to spend one last night with him. a short fic inspired by ride by lana del rey & a scene between spencer and toby in pretty little liars.

warnings: angst, alludes to sex, mentions of death, readers family are death eaters.

taglist: @smallheathgangsters​ @inglourious-imagines​ @pigwidgexn​ @riddikulusweasleys​ @ickle-ronniekins​ @heavenlymidnight​ @sinz-and-tragediez​ @starlightweasley​ @theweasleysredhair​ @vogueweasley​ @vivianweasley​ @itdoesntmatterimseethrough​ @thisismysketchbook​ @theweasleyslut​ @hidejeon​ @levylovegood​ @sarcasticallywitty15​ @wand3ringr0s3​ @gcdric​ @loony-loopy-lupinn​ @hexmione​ @whizboingies​ @pandaxnienke​ @amourtentiaa​ @asthmax​ @hufflepuff5972​

notes: pictures used are from pinterest and all credit goes to the owners. PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK ON OTHER PLATFORMS. 

The hotel room was dull, the furniture basic. George could feel the springs of the mattress against the backs of his thighs but that was the least of his worries tonight. He was agitated - it felt like his heart was in his throat. Someone ran down the hall outside, giggling to themselves.

He’d given up, a despondent soul alone in the night. Alone. He could taste the anger, the disappointment rising up his throat. He’d talked himself into trying one more time - one last chance, the owl had flew, his desperate letter tied to it’s leg - but she hadn’t turned up then and she wasn’t turning up now. 

He remembered a day back at Hogwarts - she’d dared him to run into the lake and then ended up running in after him, splashing him until his clothes stuck to his skin. He’d do anything to get that girl back - so carefree and lively.

It was a shock when the door clicked, his head rising from his hands. George didn’t want to look, didn’t want to have to swallow back his hope when it turned out to be some drunken partygoer, stumbling into the wrong room but then he heard the weak hoarseness of her voice, calling him back into the spell she had on him. “George.” He turned.

VAL i’m so emotional now😭this is so soft and i’m sobbing