Description
slow burn childhood friends to lovers where Fred is extremely in love with Vivienne, and she has absolutely no clue. "Merlin you're oblivious aren't you?" Fred's voice had fallen an octave lower, looking down at me with that look in his eyes that made me feel incredibly small. "I have no clue what you're talking about and honestly I could care less, if you want to go date angie go ahead that's great" I huffed, the frustration overwhelming my senses along with the forced proximity caused by this stupid broom closet. He remains silent, watching me, "you're the one acting all weird-you keep looking at me like that and quite frankly it's extremely annoying" "is that so? Do share, how am I looking at you Vivienne?" His step towards me almost going undetected due to the blood rushing to my cheeks at the sudden use of my full name, I look to the now extremely fascinating door and debate my next few words. "Come on don't get all shy on me now, if something i'm doing is bothering you I expect you to tell me" When I remain quiet his hand find my chin and tilts my face towards his, "When I look at you like this?" I feel myself blush even deeper when my eyes meet his darkened ones, my lips part to reply and I can't seem to conjure any words past, "Yes" The grin that spreads across his face is devilish as his eyes flicker to my lips before completely letting go of me and stepping out of my personal space. "You're right, i'm the one acting all weird. Sorry Viv" And with that i'm alone in the broom closet with my thoughts going too fast to comprehend. β’ set during the goblet of fire β’ I don't own anything from the harry potter franchise all credit goes to j.k Rowling, I only own my plot and characters. β’ Disclaimer I do not agree with the JK's viewpoints, I believe that trans men are men, trans women are women and that non-binary identities are valid.
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