Mittens (Fred Weasley X Reader)

Author's Note: Takes place whenever you want really, I would guess probably a little bit before Fred and George left to open up their joke shop.

“Mittens!” You called out, sprinting after your cat. “Get back here!” She turned a corner and you followed, slamming into someone and crashing to the ground. You picked yourself up off the ground, running in the direction Mittens had gone.

“Sorry!” You called over your shoulder to whoever you bumped into, all you had seen was a flash of orange hair and a tall frame before you were back on your feet, trying to catch your cat.

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“Mittens! Come back!” You pleaded, spotting her tail behind a statue and sneaking over to it, scooping her into your arms with a triumphant “Aha!”.

She meowed, trying to wiggle out of your arms. You scowled in annoyance, tightening your grip on her as you carried her back to the common room.

“Is that the demon cat that you were chasing when you tackled me?” Fred asked curiously, falling into step beside you as you walked.

“She’s not a-“ You started, before looking down at the annoyed grey lump in your arms. “Yes.”

“Oh shit, that was you? Sorry!” You said once his words sunk in, blush quickly filling your __s/c__ cheeks.

“Don’t worry about it. In fact, it was rather fun to get tackled by you.”

Your blush only worsened at his words, and you tore your eyes away from his smirking face, focusing your attention on your cat.

And then, because you weren’t watching where you were going, Peeves decided that now would be an opportune moment to dump a bucket of ice cold water on you.

Which, of course, led to Mittens hissing and jumping out of your arms and running away from you as quickly as she could.

“GOD DAMN IT PEEVES!” You shouted, wincing slightly at the many scratches your cat had left all over your hands.

“Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?” Fred asked in concern, trying not to stare too obviously at your body which was quite visible through your soaked clothes.

“No, I’m fine. Can you help me catch her though?” You asked hopefully, shivering as you realized exactly how cold it was in this part of the castle.

“’Course.” Fred said, noticing your discomfort and tugging off his sweater, handing it to you with a smile.

“Thanks.” You said, smiling back and pulling on the warm fabric, sighing appreciatively as it helped fight the coldness from spreading throughout your body.  

“What’s the deal with your cat? Why does she want to run away so badly?” Fred questioned as he led the way in the direction your cat had gone.

“It’s not that she wants to run away exactly, it’s more that she wants to get outside and explore. And I mean, that’d be fine, if we weren’t at Hogwarts. She could end up in the Forbidden Forest and she could get eaten by a giant spider, or she could get stepped on by a unicorn.”

“So, you’re being an overprotective mother?” Fred teased.

“I hardly think I’m being overprotective!” You argued. “I just don’t want my cat to die.”

“Even though she’s evil?”

“She is not evil! She’s just grumpy.” You disagreed, crossing your arms with a huff.

“Okay, okay,” Fred started with a chuckle. “There’s no need to pout. You have a misunderstood cat, I believe you.”

“Can we pause for a second?”

“What’s wrong?” Fred asked, stopping and turning to look at you.

“I’m still freezing; I think I need to wring out my clothes.”

“Okay.” Fred said, catching his sweater as you tossed it at him. Fred turned away as you started to slip out of your skirt, hearing the skirt as it fell to the ground with a squelsh.

You started unbuttoning your shirt, sliding it off your shoulders and wringing out the garment as best as you could. You sighed in annoyance, dropping it on top of your skirt and tapping Fred’s shoulder.

“I think they’re too soaked to even bother with right now, I’ll guess I’ll just wear your sweater.”

Fred turned around, prepared to hand you the sweater, but froze at sight of you in just a bra, underwear, socks, and shoes.

“Pervert.” You muttered, plucking the sweater out of his hands and throwing it on. “Hmm…Good thing you’re so tall. This is practically a dress.” You said in amusement as you noticed that the sweater nearly reached your knees.

Fred just stared, realizing that wow you looked really fucking nice in his clothes.

“Can you carry these for me?” You asked, plopping the dripping pile of clothes in his outstretched arms. “Now, we have a cat to catch!” You called out cheerfully, bounding off in the direction your cat had gone.

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“Thanks for helping me find her.” You mumbled sleepily, lazily stroking Mittens’ head as she napped on your thighs.

“It was my pleasure.” Fred said, arm casually draped your shoulders as you both rested on the couch in the common room.

It had taken a long time, you hadn’t realized before just how big Hogwarts was, but eventually you had found her terrorizing a group of house elves.

“Hey Fred,” You started, voice quiet as your eyes started to droop. “You smell good.”

Fred laughed, leaning closer and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“And you’re adorable.” You added on thoughtfully.

“Fred Weasley is not adorable, Fred Weasley is-“

“Creepily referring to himself in the third person?” You interrupted, bursting into laughter at the affronted look Fred shot you.

Mittens glared at you, thoroughly annoyed at how loud you were being, hopping off your lap and striding up the stairs to the girls’ dormitories.

“Okay, but to be fair, you are adorable. But you’re also pretty hot.” You clapped a hand over your mouth when you realized what your sleepy mind had just blurted out. “I should probably go to bed before I embarrass myself further.” You said, moving to get off the couch.

“Nope.” Fred said, hand closing around your wrist. “Is it still embarrassing if I tell you that I think you’re pretty hot too?”

You blinked in surprise, before leaning in and pecking his lips.

“Still embarrassing, and I’m still going to bed. But please, tell me all about this in the morning.” You said, winking at him before bounding up the steps to your room.

Fred just grinned to himself; he had finally gotten to kiss you, all thanks to an adventurous cat.

End.  <3