Fred & George Weasley Imagines/One Shots

Requested/About: "I hi can I get an fic with prompts 3, 4 and 5 were the George pulls a prank on the reader and her shirt gets wet so she borrows Neville's sweater ( cuz they're like super close besties ) so George gets a bit jelly and offers his clothes and gets all cheeky and idk if u write smut but if you do can u include just a really passionate " ur mine nobody else can have you but me " type of smut"

Warnings: fluff, swearing, and smut, fem oral receiving, squirting, a jealous and possessive George.

Prompt 3: "Let me help, sweetheart"

Prompt 4: You blushed, hiding your face with your long sleeves.

Prompt 5: "You're wearing his clothes now?!"

Sitting in the second-floor girl's toilets, you were glad that Myrtle wasn't there for once - being able to read and study for your exams in silence; that was until Fred and George came waltzing in.

"What you doing sitting in here, love?" George asked, messing around with Fred.

"Trying to study, alone and in silence" you replied to your boyfriend, trying to read the last sentence over again. "You shouldn't be in here anyway."

"You hear that Georgie? She wants to be left alone" Fred chirped up, poking more fun.

You honestly couldn't be doing with it today, as much as you loved to be involved with their pranks, you needed to get your head down and study.

George walked around the bathroom, tapping his wand on all the taps and walked over to you. Bending down beside you, you felt a splatter all over your hands and your book.

Tearing your eyes away from your study material you felt rage surge within you, ink had coated your jumper and book.

"George, can you not today, please?" You sighed, standing up and walking over to the taps.

Before George could warn you, you twisted the knob and water burst out with incredible speed, drenching you from neck to waist. You could hear the twins cackle behind you, you shot them both glare and ignored George's apology.

"Let me help, sweetheart" George said softly, trying to help you get out of your wet clothes.

You slapped his hand away and stormed off.

George followed you quietly, not wanting to piss you off even more if you knew he was chasing you.

Storming into the common room, your best friend Neville looked up from his herbology book and his face dropped. He closed the book and walked over to you.

"Y/N are you alright? You.. your shirts all wet.."

You shivered and shook your head "my boyfriend and his idiot brother thought it would be a good idea to wind me up today"

Neville frowned and took his jumper off which was black, white and grey, covered in the cutest little patterns.

He handed it over to you. "You can wear mine" he smiled, blushing ever so slightly.

You smiled warmly, taking the beautiful jumper from him and hugged him tightly.

Pulling away from the hug you tried on the jumper, it was a little too big due to the height difference but you loved the oversized look and feel, knowing it would keep you warm.

"Are you sure it's not too big?" Neville asked, almost laughing at the adorable sight of you.

You blushed, hiding your face with your long sleeves. "It's perfect, thank you so much, Neville, really."