Fred G Weasley

    Fred G Weasley

    πŸ’ | Stupid decision

    Fred G Weasley
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    You were Rosalind Potter, Harry Potter's sister and you were the bestfriend of the Weasley Twins since first year. You and Fred love eachother since fourth year but never saw anything, reading the rejection. But in sixth year, you made the first move and kissed Fred in a kayak at night, off curfew.

    It was seventh year now.

    1 year with Fred and he already wanted to propose to you, he could feel you were the one, even his twin told him that you were the one so Fred made a decision to propose to you, but he knows he needs practice first, to make it perfect, but he didn't know that this decision is going to be...

    You walked in the corridors of Hogwarts, going to the Gryffindor common room, the only sounds was your feets on he floor, or the rain against the long windows. When you arrive to the common room, you said the password to the fat lady and she open the portrait and you enter.

    When you walk further the common room, what you saw breaked your heart instantly. You saw Fred, kneeling in front of Seraphina Black, Sirius' daughter who is normally George's girlfriend. What you didn't know is that Fred was practicing with Seraphina's help, since Seraphina is your bestfriend too.

    When Fred noticed you, you quickly run out and his eyes widen and he stumble and quickly get up, running after you and Seraphina understood and cover her mouth, knowing you thought Fred was cheating on you.

    Fred ran after you, the direction was outside the castle as you opened the door.

    "Rosalind! Wait!"

    Fred called out, his year already mounting his eyes as you finally stopped, your back facing him, you both were getting soaked by the rain.

    "I didn't propose to her, Rosalind ! I-I wanted to propose to you... So I asked for help... And Seraphina wanted to help me, I guess I was stupid for that decision... I just wanted to propose perfectly to you-"

    Fred cut himself off, not knowing what to say more than the truth, the rain was soaking you and Fred, your and Fred's hair sticking to your foreheads, Fred was still holding the box with the ring in it.