I'll Love You Forever (Fred Weasley X Reader)

"Okay mom. We're here. You can leave now" You said with a sigh. She hadn't left your side since you got out of the muggle car.

"Oh y/n. I can't believe I won't see you for an entire year and you're already pushing me away," she looked at you with an exasperated expression. It was your first year at Hogwarts, and you couldn't wait to get going.

You were standing in front of the wall, ready to run through. Bouncing slightly on the balls of your heels.

"Okay fine. I Love you mom. And I'll miss you. I'm just really excited!"

"Don't forget to write. Okay?" You rolled your eyes.

"Of course I'll write. Bye now," you ran slightly side ways into the brick, turning back to give a slight wave.

*Time Skip to First Day of Lessons*

You'd been sorted into Gryffindor. You'd heard great things about that house and were proud.

Walking to your first class, Transfiguration, you found yourself lost, wandering around near one of the bathrooms. You saw a random passageway open, revealing a hallway.

This school is great! When you're lost it shows you where to go!

You walked down the hallway until you found yourself lost in a corner without another way out. You thought you heard laughing and footsteps, but pushed it away.

You went back the way you came, but found yourself running into two bodies.

"Sorry 'scuse us. Oh blimey. Are you okay?" A voice called and you felt two sets of arms pulling you back to your feet.

"Uh... I think so. Yeah. Sorry." You rushed out an answer, your face red from embarrassment.

As you looked up you saw two boys standing in front of you. The flames of hair on their head standing out in the dimly lit passage. They both smiled at you.

"I'm George. He's Fred. We're twins." One of them said pointing to his twin. They both held their hands out for you shake. You took each hand.

"I'm Y/n. I'm trying to find McGonagll's classroom. Any ideas?" You asked. They shared a look. The one named George nodded, and Fred pulled a piece of paper out of his robes.

"This is called the Marauder's Map. It shows everyone, everywhere." He grinned.

"Well this should be fun." You returned the grin.

The next three years were filled with glorious pranks and countless numbers of detentions. You and the twins were famous for your mischievousness. And you wouldn't have it any other way.

Sorry if this is lengthy. It's the first story I've ever written before. I absolutely Love reading these types of stories and I wanted to write my own.
Thank you!!