Novel & Cerita Fred Weasley Fanfiction

What was she going to do, kill me within scenting distance of her boyfriend’s dorm? This might as well happen, I thought wearily as Freda threw my arm down and scowled at me. Fenris Hall is already so goddamn weird. Framed by the tangled, thorny brush and grey sky overhead, Freda looked like a completely different person than the picture-perfect princess I’d seen earlier that day. Her blue eyes snapped like sparks, her straight teeth were bared in a snarl, and her pale wavy hair practically crackled around her.

“I will really throw it. Stay away! Don’t forget that I’m a witch!” “Oh my God, I’m so scared.” Fredrick whined, feigning fear. “Little Ral is a witch. He’s gonna curse me. Somebody help me. Hahahahaha!” Zedekiel felt his heart twinge in pain when he saw tears pool in Ron’s eyes. Ron was really afraid of Fredrick and there was nothing he could do. He cursed his younger self to hell and back. Because he was so occupied with vengeance, Fredrick was busy harassing Ron.

For a moment, Frederick let his finger dance there. Aurora, my wolf, purred softly in comfort. Made me ball my fist tightly. Then, Frederick removed his hand from my face. I hate how his touch makes my breath feel so heavy. “You both need to face consequences. But Odette is going to be my Luna, and I love her. I can't bring myself to punish her," Frederick said, looking away. I’m not shocked at all. What he just said is the reason decided to keep what Odette did to me to myself.

Lord Frederick's steps were fast, and the moment he reached where we stood, he grabbed my wrist and turned me towards him. “Aurora, what are you doing here?” Just like me, it seemed he could easily recognize me. “The last time I checked, this is a club,” I sneered and saw his eyes darken with anger. He glared at Alex and then back at me. “Who is he?” He demanded possessively, and the sound of it irritated me. “The same person to me just as the girl I saw you with inside the playroom, giving you a blowjob,” I flared out and saw his eyes widen as he seemed dumbfounded. “What?” I scoffed bitterly. “Are you surprised?” Lord Frederick's expression flickered between shock and guilt, but he quickly

"What made him so special to you?" Freda's eyes sparkled with affectionate remembrance. "Ralph was the most handsome, caring, and passionate wizard I had ever known," she replied, a soft smile playing on her lips. "But he was not just a source of love and companionship. He was also my guide in the world of magic, my teacher and confidant."

However, Frederick was much faster than her and quickly left her behind. Fiona was so scared that she was about to cry. "F-Frederick, wait for me. I'm Fiona. We've met a real ghost. Wait for me." Hearing her terrified voice, Frederick felt like she'd had enough. He just hoped that Fiona would remember her lesson and stop bothering him. He would probably end up traumatizing her if he continued on with the prank. So, Frederick turned around and looked at Fiona with a smile. But currently, Fiona was so scared that she didn't notice his expression. She immediately ran into his embrace after seeing him turn around.

said Astrid wiping the tears on Albus's face. "I'm sorry, Astrid." “It's okay, Albus. I wanted death for a long time because I hated life. When did I start to love life? I never know that I have started to love life itself because Draco comes into my life. Who would have thought that my death would be given by the person I love the most? This is really an irony,” said Astrid, shedding tears and smiling sadly. “I don't know whether you can communicate with The Heart of Magic or not. If The Heart of Magic can synergize with you, who knows miracles happen," said Albus.

I breathed, my voice a pathetic, broken sound that I barely recognized as my own. "Please what?" he taunted, pressing just deep enough to make me arch my back off the table. "Say it. If you want me to give you, you have to beg for it. Tell me you’re mine to break." "I... I’m yours," I sobbed, the words feeling like a betrayal of my very soul. "Please, Draco. Do it." He didn't wait for a second invitation. He thrust inward, a sudden, heavy intrusion that stole the air from my lungs.

~~~ Earlier today I told my mom about Elixir’s proposal. “Such lovely manners,” she said, carefully placing a rose in the vase. “That young man was raised beautifully.” Fred snorted softly from behind his newspaper. “Helps when your family can afford the best schools and etiquette coaches.” “Frederick.” “Come on, I am just joking.” He lowered the paper slightly. “Elixir has better manners than most boys his age. I have always liked him.” I hid a smile behind my mug. Fred has become strangely gentle with me lately. He asks about my classes, remembers little details, even orders me pepperoni pizza the night I cry over my ruined artwork.

The dynamic between us had definitely shifted, and it seemed things might have taken a turn for the worse. “Oh, they’ve already done it,” Frederick interrupted abruptly. His voice was sharp and filled with frustration. “Those boys up in the trees, Gray’s sneaky moves against your sister, and his cunning plan to bring down your dad. They’re devouring you bit by bit.” I blinked, trying to grasp his words. The mention of boys in the trees caught me off guard. I had no idea what he was implying, but I knew Frederick was eager to lead a team into battle. It was his calling, and he embraced it with unwavering confidence.