OOC: I’m sorry about the obnoxiously long OOC post guys, but I don’t want to leave you hanging.
So I know I’ve been MIA again for the past couple of days, more or less. But I’m having multiple complications irl right now and I really don’t have the time to roleplay. But I still want to stay in this roleplay because I love everyone here! With that being said, I’m taking a short break - but only for a while. Tessa, I’m sorry I didn’t get to that para, I swear I will as soon as I can. </3
Alicia nodded when Fred shuffled over and patted the space next to him and sat down, tucking her legs under his comforter and wrapping her arms around his middle. She felt quite bad for waking him, he seemed to be so peaceful while he was sleeping and he certainly didn’t look like he had fully woken up yet. Alicia didn’t answer his question immediately, for the moment she was more focussed on reassuring herself that Fred was okay, it was just a dream. She held him tight and rested her head on his shoulder, sighing and clearing her throat.
“I had a bad dream.” Her voice wavered as she spoke and she bit her lip to try to stop any tears from spilling out. She was hesitating about telling Fred what happened in her dream, she didn’t want him to think she was ridiculous for reacting the way she was because of one silly dream. Then she remembered it was Fred. Fred wouldn’t judge her no matter what she had to say, and with this realization she took a deep breath and looked at him.
“We- We were playing Quidditch… and you fell.” Alicia her hardest to stop her shaking and keep from crying once again, but it was no use. The second she opened her mouth to elaborate on her dream, a sob came out instead and tears started freely falling down her cheeks. “I pushed you, and you fell… we were really high in the air, and… and…” She paused, finding it quite a struggle to spit out the last part. It took a minute or two of Alicia sobbing into his chest and clutching onto him as if he were the only thing she had left before she finally pulled herself together, took a deep breath, and whispered. “I killed you, Fred.”
Wrapping his arm around her and pulling the comforter over both of their bodies as she wound her arms around his torso, Fred patiently waited for when Alicia was ready to speak, absentmindedly twisting the strands of her hair with his fingers and peering down at her solemn face. Now wide awake, his own face was contorted with concern as his girlfriend seemed to struggle to utter a word. What, or who, would do something bad enough to make his girlfriend tremble? If it was a who, he was about ready to kill them with his bare hands for having her in such a state. He held her in his embrace tighter and more protectively, kissing the top of her head as she rest it on his shoulder.
Seeing the reluctance following her confessions of a nightmare, Fred knew it had to be something devastating. Alicia was always such a strong and confident girl, and just a petty flaw in a mere dream would not break her on a regular basis. He understood her enough to know that she was hurting from a bad dream, and for that reason came to visit him. It reassured him to know that whenever she had a problem, she would come see him. For he knew that whatever may happen, any sign of unhappiness or fear from his girl he wanted to know about. He remained silent, knowing the best was to just hold her in his arms and wait to listen to her.
As soon as she let out a broken sob through her choked words, Fred felt all lingering happiness that dwelt inside him completely drain itself from his system, the mere sound of her crying making his chest swell painfully tight. She described the dream of him falling from his broom and dying, and the guilt was evident in her words as she insisted it was her fault he had. Fred hated that she had to recall the terrible memory for his sake in knowledge. He held her close to him as she sobbed into his chest, shushing her softly and whispering nonsensical words of comfort into her ear quietly. “I’m okay, love. I’m here, we’re both here and fine. It wasn’t real and it was just a dream. Most importantly it wasn’t your fault under any circumstance. Please don’t cry, Alibear.” Fred murmured into her ear, gingerly brushing away the flowing tears on her cheek with his lips.
Alicia shot upright and looked at her surroundings, relieved to see she was in her own bed. Though she knew the scene that had played out in her mind just a few moments ago was only a dream, she couldn’t stop the tears and sobs that were coming from her shaking body. It had been years since she’d had a nightmare and none of them had ever been as upsetting as the one she’d just had. Her nightmare involved Fred. It was simple, tragic, but very realistic. The two were playing Quidditch and had started playing rough with each other, Alicia had charged into him too hard, Fred had lost his balance and fell off his broom, dropping over 60 feet to the ground. The worst part was, when Alicia flew down to make sure he was okay, she found him lifeless. She had killed Fred.
Alicia clutched her pillow as she silently sobbed, not wanting to wake her roommates. She knew it was only a dream, but she was still completely terrified by it and knew she wasn’t going to be able to get to sleep anytime soon. Slowly, she climbed out of bed and crept out of the room, her teeth chattering and goosebumps rising to the surface of her skin. She hadn’t wanted to interrupt Fred, but she knew seeing him would be the only way to help her settle. Sniffling a little, she began walking to his dormitory, shaking as her feet carried her to him.
When she reached the dormitory, she slipped inside as quietly as she could, being careful not to wake any of the others. She looked across the room, heard Fred snoring softly, and instantly felt a little better, yet she still continued to cross the room to stand beside his sleeping figure. Taking a deep breath, she tapped Fred’s shoulder, hoping it would be enough to wake him up. In case it wasn’t, she shook him lightly and watched him, waiting for him to awaken. “Freddie, I can’t sleep.”
Sleep was one of the utmost things that Fred valued the most. About the equivalent of importance as eating was to him as well, he could fall asleep as soon as his head hit a pillow. Fred usually didn’t have dreams, nor nightmares for that matter, because somehow his mind more focused on getting solid sleep than being stuck in a hallucination created for his amusement. Though that specific night was an exception.
Fred had been dreaming about Alicia, and of other things involving her that he wouldn’t care to admit aloud when he felt a light prod at his shoulder, glimpsing at one last sight of her angelic face before being shaken from the fine line between fantasy and reality. His eyes struggled at first to open, blinking rapidly to make out an unbeknownst, blurry figure that stood in front of him. He was surprised to see in fact Alicia standing right there, and Fred still had the images of her from his dream glued in his head. His ears turned guiltily red at the thoughts, but he only hoped that it wasn’t apparent in the near dark of his dormitory. “Alicia?”
He sat up against the headboard of his bed, bringing a hand up to rub his sleep ridden eyes. “Can’t sleep? Why’s that, love?” He asked softly, his voice rough from disuse. His foggy vision soon cleared, and Fred found a shaken Alicia in front of him, shivering and teeth clattering. This snapped him wide awake and in alarm. Fred moved over in his bed for space for her to sit next to him, patting the spot for her to join him.
Weasley, the only thing that includes my interest and Gryffindors is what hex to practice on them
I wouldn’t spend much time trying to only still be practicing hexes on Gryffindors who will have mastered spells much more complex than your little brain could ever imagine, let alone comprehend. Don’t act like you’re smarter than those older than you, Pansy, because Godric forbid we all know you aren’t. It doesn’t take Merlin himself to figure that out.
We’d have to if we got caught! I can’t just sit there tossing you off while we’re being yelled at by a professor. -clears throat- “Excuse me, Professor, would you mind letting me finish Freddie off before we discuss detention and such?”
Alicia smiled and rested her chin against Fred’s chest when he said he felt like the luckiest man alive. It was always so nice to hear that Alicia was making him as happy as he was making her. He pressed a soft kiss to her lips and Alicia lingered for a little longer than originally intended, not wanting to lose the feel of his lips against hers.
There were a few moments of silence between the couple, and Alicia stared deeply into Fred’s eyes as she tried to decipher what was going on in his mind. When he spoke, Alicia felt her heart start pumping faster and she almost had to clutch her chest due to the discomfort it was causing. Her heart felt like it was going to burst, but for all the right reasons. Fred loved her. He really, truly loved her. The thought instantly brought a smile to Alicia’s face and she stared back at him, holding his gaze. There was no denying Alicia felt the same. She had known Fred her entire time at Hogwarts, she’d always known how great he was and she’d watched him grow from a cheeky little boy to a strong, hilariously funny, handsome young man. She had never felt this way about anyone before, and every time she said she felt like the luckiest girl alive, she was true to her word. Fred Weasley was clever, an extremely wonderful person to be around, sweet, kind, caring, attractive. And he was all hers.
Blinking out the small tear of joy that had formed in her eye, Alicia placed a hand on Fred’s cheek and brushed his thumb across his skin, looking at him admirably. “I love you too, Fred.”
The moment he heard that Alicia returned his love for her, it was indescribable how happy Fred was, and how impenetrable it was to break. Fred loved Alicia, and she loved him back. Fred was high on cloud nine and suddenly, nothing else mattered but the two of them together at that moment. To be with who he proudly called his girl. Fred exhaled a breath he hadn’t meant to hold and smiled softly at her, brushing away the stray tear of what he gathered was from joy from her cheek with his lips lightly, feeling succumbed to giving way to his own.
No words could fully define what the both of them were feeling, with the recently staggering confessions for each other, it was still a bit to soak in to be able to talk coherently. His breathing was slightly uneven at before how nervous he was telling her, and he was fighting all that was in him to relegate back to normal. His eyes kept shifting between her eyes and her lips. All that he could show to express the new found love for her with emotions running high was capturing her lips with his in a slow kiss that spoke volumes. He caught her jaw in his hands, brushing his thumbs against her cheeks and moving his lips against her slowly and tentatively.
OOC: Yesterday was busy, sorry for being M.I.A again. I promise I won’t die for a month again! Was running around the place, and after a hectic day, watched the Avengers movie which was like two hours and a half. (P.S. that movie is awesome as hell, and Cap. America is hot damn but that’s beside the point) Will get to replying in a bit ~
Alicia couldn’t fight the chuckle that left her mouth when Fred made his voice quite a bit higher, similar to how high it was back when she had first met him in her first year. “A lot has changed. You’re a man now, a big, tough man!” To emphasize her point of Fred being a man, Alicia held up her free arm and tensed her muscles. She giggled as she dropped her arm to the side just as they reached the entrance to the castle and she pulled him out of the doors and down towards the lake.
When they arrived at the lake, she turned to give Fred a hug, nuzzling her face into his chest. “I know I’ve already said it, but happy birthday Freddie.” She tilted her head up and lightly kissed his lips. “I’m so glad I’ve got you. You make me the happiest girl alive.”
Fred grinned upon hearing her laugh and flex her muscles, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as they exited the castle and were met with the warm weather of outside, and approached the lake. As they reached the Black Lake, Alicia stopped them and wrapped her arms around his middle, hugging him tightly and burying her face into his chest. He quickly pressed a kiss to the top of her head, and wound his arms around her waist. He smiled a bit as she greeted him with another happy birthday. “Thanks again, love.” She pecked a chaste kiss to his lips and he grinned wider back down at her, kissing her nose. “And as am I, I’m so incredibly fortunate to have the most perfect and beautiful girl in the entirety of this world. I really am the luckiest guy alive.” He smiled softly at her, pressing yet another kiss to her lips.
Alicia really meant a lot to him, and was the single most important girl in his life. During the time they had been together Fred was noticeably more cheerful and happier than he already was. Knowing her for all these years, he never considered her of anything else but a very close friend and a Quidditch teammate. But now dating her, he looked at it completely different and felt stupid for not realizing his feelings for her sooner. He’d always had a soft spot for Alicia, in all honesty, but never got around to displaying them until they’d begun dating. She was so much different from the usual flings that he’s had previously, not anything like any other girl. He pulled back from her and looked her straight in the eyes, breathing deeply before saying what was probably going to cause her initial shock. He wasn’t going to lie, he was nervous. He knew that it may be unrequited but wanted her to know anyways. “And, well… I-I love you, Alicia.”
It was April the first, quite commonly known as April Fool’s Day but more importantly it was the birthday of the two pranksters of Hogwarts - Fred and George Weasley. Being the girlfriend of one half of the troublesome duo, Alicia wanted to make the day special for Fred so she had decided to spend time with him and do whatever he wanted. It was still rather difficult for her to wrap her head around the fact that Fred was now eighteen; she had known him since her first year and the time seemed to have flown by so quickly.
Fred suggested going down to the Black Lake to relax and Alicia was more than happy with this idea, spending time with someone she was so fond of in such a nice environment seemed like a perfect way to spend the afternoon. With her fingers laced with his, she sent Fred a small smile and started leading him out of the common room and down the stairs. “So, eighteen. Does it feel any different?”
Fred found it quite surreal it was already his and George’s birthday, and he really was finally one year into being considered an adult in the wizard world. It made him feel strangely old, even though he hadn’t ever surpassed his teen years yet. Though the feeling of being one of the oldest students in Hogwarts was reassuringly comforting. His day was made better when he was able to spend the day with Alicia, wanting to just be around her and relax. Now thinking about how much more mature they’ve gotten since they first met in first year - well, how only a little mature he himself has gotten - he was honestly boggled at how much they’ve all grown up, and the thought was quite scary.
He had decided on just resting by the Black Lake, and the two were making their way out of the common room and outside. With their hands joined and her flashing a smile, he smiled widely back at how lucky he was to have her. As they made their way through the moving staircases and out towards the corridors, Fred shrugged halfheartedly. “Not really. Just makes me realize how much things have changed since first year. And just yesterday, how we were all tiny and how I had a high voice.” His voice went up an octave higher at the end, grinning and shaking his head.