My favorite George Weasley and Fred Weasley qoutes
#1 What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?
#2 5 Galleons! 10 Galleons!
#3 Wicked!
#4 I solemnly swear I am up to no good!
#5 Ready Fred? Ready George? bottoms up!
#6 Well done dragon!
#7 He’s not Fred I am!
#8 Where’s the fun without a bit of risk?
#9 Reckon I’m still better looking then you!
#10 Have alot experiences with that do you Mad Eye? just trying to diffuse the tension.
#11 Well none of us really fancy it mate.
#12 Imagine if something went wrong and we ended up a scrawny specky git forever.
#13 It’s the secret to our success!
#14 No this is exactly where we wanted to end up.
#15 You haven’t got a letter on yours. I suppose she thinks you don’t forget your name. But we’re not stupid we know we’re called Gred and Forge.
#16 E for exceeds expectations and I’ve always thought Fred and I should’ve got E in everything because we exceeded expectations just by turning up for the exams.
#17 What do we want to be prefects for? It’d take all the fun out of life.
Pairing - Fred Weasley x Fem!Reader Summary - Forced onto a muggle trip with his family, Fred finds entertainment in your bookshop. He can’t help but thinking that maybe he likes you more than most muggles. Warnings - Fred not undertstanding basic text speech, Mentions of alchol Words - 2.2k
Fred was never fond of the muggle world. It was all waiting. Waiting for them to turn on a light switch rather than casting the words of ‘Lumos’. He thought they lived in apathy without the ability to create pranks and joke boxes. To him, most of them went to an office and came back and that was their day. They went through education, settled down with the most practical partner, had kids they were learning to hate and then got buried in the ground. It was ever so simple yet ever so dull.
It wasn’t until his dad dragged him out on a muggle trip, that he met you, and his opinion started to change.
Mr Weasley had taken all the kids on a trip to a city in the North of the Country. The weather could only be described as damp and when it started raining, Fred split from the group. He hadn’t paid much attention to the building he entered, all he cared for was that it had a ceiling that would protect him from the rain. Wasn’t as if he could cast a spell to protect him; strictly no magic in front of muggles and strictly, by his dad’s rules, no magic on muggle trips. He liked to think his kids got the full muggle experience.
Fred opened the shop door, a ping sounded from above his head. At first, he was met with books. Many of them. Shelves of them. A library, he presumed. He barely visited them at Hogwarts, never mind a muggle library where you had to search for the very book you wanted rather than call it into your hands. But it was dry and that’s all he cared for.
“Hi!” A voice called. He turned, facing the till where you were standing, a customer service smile slapped onto your lips. “Welcome,” You grasped a tray from the side of you and offered it to Fred. “Take a brownie, browse, enjoy the plenty of books.” Your smile never faulted.
