walking on sunshine (fred)

[rebecca elizabeth lacey]

AND THE WORLD IS SPINNING MUCH TOO FAST

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Becca wrinkled her nose, a small frown gracing her lips as her eyes swept up her short frame. She was only dressing for a short walk down Diagon Alley… but it was still important that she chose her clothes properly! The cool September weather was enough to make her reconsider her short dress, but only for a moment. If she froze, so be it; at least she’d look nice!

Shrugging, she smoothed down her dress; it was white, covered in a bunch of black polka dots, much better than her blue and pink tutu from the day before. She headed for the door, grabbing a green leather jacket and slipping her feet into bright yellow pumps before leaving her flat.

As she walked through Diagon Alley, her mind drifted to her upcoming family supper. The pink-haired girl wasn’t looking forward to it, but she’d already made her excuses the last three times, and her parents had insisted she attend. She’d been so wrapped up in her own thoughts, that she didn’t notice the person she walked into until she was sitting on the ground. Blinking, she looked up, a sheepish smile appearing on her lips. ”Sorry ‘bout that… I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

TAGGED: fred/sel !
WORD COUNT: 205
OUTFIT: click!
NOTES: bloop!
CREDIT: sonneh @ caution

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[Fred Gideon Weasley]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 500px; padding: 10px; background: url('http://imageshack.us/a/img10/8607/g1600x1200.jpg');] Fred Gideon Weasley "Thats okay" he said. He watched the girl for a moment. Tell me i am dreaming and that i did not just bump into a pink haired girl he said to himself. He blinked a few times until he realized he really was not dreaming and that there really was a girl with pink hair in front of him. "Bloody hell you have pink hair" he said stupidly. He cursed at himself for being an idiot and then remembered where he was going to. "Have you ever been to Wealey's Wizard Wheezes?" Fred asked still bewildered to see a girl who was actually much older than him with pink hair. "If you have not been there you must go best things we have there" he said smiling at the older girl or should he say woman in front of him. Considering he was only eighteen he had to pay much respects to the people who were older than him. He watched the older woman in front of him again. "Are you a metamorphmagus?" he asked her. Words were spilling out of him again. Although more rapidly since he never really spoke to an adult with pink hair. He wished George was here to see this. It would have been awesome he thought to himself. He watched the woman and waited for her answer. He wanted to scream Hurry up woman like how he did once to his mother when he and his brother George had pretended to be each other. He almost burst out laughing at the thought but then cut himself short because he was still waiting for her answer.

[rebecca elizabeth lacey]

AND THE WORLD IS SPINNING MUCH TOO FAST

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Becca waited for a few moments to see if he’d offer to help her up; when he didn’t she half shrugged and pulled herself to her feet. While brushing herself off, she inspected her clothing for any rips and tears, as well as any injuries. Upon finding none, she turned back to who she’d bumped into. Her eyes narrowed slightly as he made a remark about her hair. Becca raised a hand, self-consciously patting her pink locks. ”Yes…?” She trailed off, her voice faltering slightly as he shot another question at her.

She wasn’t use to being asked multiple questions at once, and the pink haired girl was beginning to feel slightly over whelmed. ”Ya, I go there all the time.” Becca smiled, still unsure as to whom he was. ”Sorry… but I didn’t quite catch your name.” She offered her hand to shake before continuing. ”Rebecca, but everyone calls me Becca or Becky.”

Furrowing her brow, she let her eyes sweep up his tall frame, still trying to figure out where she’d seen him before; and suddenly it clicked. The red hair, thin frame and affinity to the Weasley Wizard Wheezes store meant one thing; he was Molly’s son… or one of them, at least. Becca nodded, smiling slightly. ”What gave it away? The pink hair?” She giggled, brushing the last of the dirt and dust from her dress. ”I was just about to do my shopping, care to join me?”

TAGGED: fred/sel !
WORD COUNT: 242
OUTFIT: click!
NOTES: bloop!
CREDIT: sonneh @ caution

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[Fred Gideon Weasley]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 500px; padding: 10px; background: url('http://imageshack.us/a/img10/8607/g1600x1200.jpg');] Fred Gideon Weasley Fred watched as she got up. Way to be someone who doesn't help a girl he scolded himself as she quietly picked herself up. He watched as she seemingly glared at his remark at her pink hair. Well its not everyday we see someone that has perfect pink hair without a trace of natural hair he said to himself. "Well thats cool" he said muttering and then looking around for a way of getting around quicker. Fred smiled. "Well that's cool" he said to the pink haired girl. He stood there for a moment until he realized she had said something else. "Ohh right my name is Fred, Fred Weasley" he said taking her hand and giving it a slight shake. "Rebecca is a nice name but i'd rather call you your proper name" he said shoving his hands into his pockets. "Yup pink hair no one really see's someones hair thats pink and flawless and you could tell if it was dyed it would have hints of original hair colours yours is just pure pink" he said. "I'd rather not i don't want to be taken as your boyfriend that would be just weird" he said shoving his hands deeper into his pockets. What he said was true. If he was taken as his girlfriend he would never know what to do and plus she was older than him by what a few years maybe?

[rebecca elizabeth lacey]

AND THE WORLD IS SPINNING MUCH TOO FAST

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Shrugging, she continued to brush herself off. None of her clothing had ripped, which was always a good thing, but her left leg had gotten a bit scuffed. Becca bent over, examining the scratch before shrugging and returning to her normal five foot, four inches. It wasn’t all that deep, and one of those healing potions her brother kept sending her would make it disappear in a matter of seconds. She took a small step back, looking up at him. ”I quite like it, but I can change it if you’d like…?” She asked, thinking for a moment before screwing up her face. In a matter of seconds her hair turned from a bright pink to an equally bright blue. Becca gingerly picked up a strand of hair and shrugged. She hadn’t worn her hair blue in a fair amount of time, but it wasn’t that big a deal.

”Thought I recognized you. I know your mum and dad.” She thought for a minute, before nodding. ”And your brother, Charlie. He was a year ahead of me.” Becca explained, withdrawing her hand after her shook it. Wrinkling her nose, she shrugged. ”Only my parents call me Rebecca, but whatever.”

Becca giggled, indicating her now blue hair. ”Well now it’s blue, and that’s hardly has conspicuous, now is it?” Not that what she said was true. She hadn’t noticed many witches or wizards getting into the whole hair color changing thing; even with the muggle dye things you could buy at stores. Frowning slightly, she screwed up her face again, this time turning her hair a dark red. ”How’s that? Now I could pass for your sister.” She nodded, recalling something about there being one female Weasley child.

TAGGED: fred/sel !
WORD COUNT: 287
OUTFIT: click!
NOTES: bloop!
CREDIT: sonneh @ caution

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[Fred Gideon Weasley]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 500px; padding: 10px; background: url('http://imageshack.us/a/img10/8607/g1600x1200.jpg');] Fred Gideon Weasley Fred watched as Rebecca dusted herself off. "I never said i did not like it but it is a bright color" he said watching her change her hair color to blue. He stood there speechless not sure what to say to a girl that was changing her hair color right in front of him. "Blue's a nice color..." he said trailing off since he was really at a loss of words which her normally was not. He always had something to say but this time he was really speechless. "Heh yeah everybody recognizes me well not right away since sometimes they end up calling me George..." he said. "Er yeah... he never talked about you probably because you were in a different house and everything or i dunno maybe because he did not want to" he said thinking about it his brother never actually did mention a Rebecca even if he was a year older than her and in a different house. Fred hesitated. "You would still appear as if you were my girlfriend" he said as she pointed to her own hair. He watched as she frowned and then changed it to his hair color which was the hair color of all the weasley's. "Er maybe but she is shorter and her hair is shorter and its not curly and she is younger than me and is still at Hogwarts" he said finally out of his speechless state. He looked at the girl who actually looked nothing like Ginny since Ginny was still at school and Ginny would not have worn yellow pumps or a dress in this weather either. Ginny probably would have worn one of those christmas sweaters that their mother had made them.

[rebecca elizabeth lacey]

AND THE WORLD IS SPINNING MUCH TOO FAST

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Shrugging, she examined another lock of blue hair before scrunching up her face, making it go from long and blue to a short, blue pixie cut. Becca smiled, murmuring to herself, ”Much better.” She looked back up at him. ”I can change it back if you’d like…? Or to some other color; I usually have it pink, but I’ve gone blonde, brown and purple as well.”

Becca studied him as he talked; yes, he was definitely a Weasley. She could see bits of both Arthur and Molly in him, and then there was also the tell-tale red hair. She nodded, Charlie and herself had never really talked; but everyone know who Charlie Weasley was. ”We never really talked, so I’m not that surprised.”

Chuckling, she gestured to her height. ”She’s shorter than me?” Becca asked, somewhat incredulously. It wasn’t everyday she met someone who was shorter than 5’4”. She didn’t really like being short, as it was hard to find pants and skirts that fit properly. Shrugging, she put her hands on her hips. ”Well I’d[/i[ know I wasn’t your girlfriend, and you’d know I wasn’t your girlfriend, so who the hell cares?”

Her hair changed back to pink with a wrinkle of her nose, and she gently patted it before looking back at Fred. ”If you don’t want to come, that’s fine, but don’t make up excuses.” She wrinkled her nose, maybe he’d decide to join her, you never knew.


TAGGED: fred/sel !
WORD COUNT: 241
OUTFIT: click!
NOTES: bloop!
CREDIT: sonneh @ caution

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[Fred Gideon Weasley]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 500px; padding: 10px; background: url('http://imageshack.us/a/img10/8607/g1600x1200.jpg');] Fred Gideon Weasley He watched as she started changing her hair again. "You know i don't really have time to watch you change your hair" he said. He was starting to glare. "Really why are you even asking me its your own hair to what you will with it and get over it" he said. Now there was the Fred we all knew well all sort of knew. "If you want to have it pink go pink if you want to have it blue go blue if you want to have it rainbow colored who is to judge except you" he said now glaring at the girl. Who asks a guy what color to change her hair to its not like Fred even cared and he didn't care. He watched her for a moment as she studied him. "Ohh who would be surprised" he muttered his eyes still glaring at Rebecca. God she was annoying and she was going on still. She talks and thinks like a Slytherin she must be a Slytherin no wonder Charlie who never have talked to her. All those things was must have made Charlie avoid her even he would have done that. "Yes she is shorter by a few inches without the pumps" he said. Well not everyone was tall and his little sister Ginny was not the tallest person in the world. He watched as Rebecca put her hands on her lips like she was some rich girl that could take over anything. "Who cares i'll tell you who cares i care for the love of god and you are like twenty whatever i am only eighteen if i was mistaken as your boyfriend my reputation over" he said. "Oh ha ha i was not making an excuse and no wonder why my brother would have never talked to you" he said. I made a remark that she was like a self centered snob another reason to have ignored her from the start. But who knew better? not him.

[rebecca elizabeth lacey]

AND THE WORLD IS SPINNING MUCH TOO FAST

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Halfway through her hair color change, his voice reached her ears, and she paused, her hair half blue and half pink. Giggling, she inspected the two colors, a smile gracing her lips. ”You know, I rather like it like this…” Becca trailed off, a small scowl situating itself on her face. Just because he didn’t like her hair morphing abilities didn’t mean she had to stop! That was just stupid… although it had resulted in a new hairstyle, which wasn’t all that bad. ”Well someone’s got a bee in their bonnet.”

Her scowl was replaced with a rather fierce glare. How dare he! Both Molly and Arthur had warned her that both the twins tended to get a bit carried away… but that was taking it a little too far for her liking. ”I bet I have loads more friends than you do!” Becca stated, crossing her arms and leaning forward slightly. ”And they’re probably ten times better than any of your siblings!” And out came her temper. It was always quick to ignite, taking hours to cool down completely.

Glaring at him, she took a step forward, grabbing the front of his robes and standing on her tip toes before crashing her lips against his. She stayed there for a few seconds before pulling away, a satisfied smirk appearing on her lips. ”Bang goes that reputation you were talking about.” Satisfied that he wouldn’t do anything else, she turned and began walking in the opposite direction.

His words just barely reached her ears, but she whipped around none the less. ”Maybe I’m happy he never talked to me! If he’s anything like you, then I’m lucky never to have had to associate with him!”


TAGGED: fred/sel !
WORD COUNT: 285
OUTFIT: click!
NOTES: she's so ticked xD
CREDIT: sonneh @ caution

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[Fred Gideon Weasley]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 500px; padding: 10px; background: url('http://imageshack.us/a/img10/8607/g1600x1200.jpg');] Fred Gideon Weasley Fred almost burt out laughing at the sight of her hair. She was a mess. "Who cares if you like it its your own hair maybe you love yourself more than other people maybe you should buy yourself a mirror and look at it all day" he said smirking but still glaring at her as if his eyes were never getting out of that position. "Me i never have one maybe you are the one that has one" he said crossing his arms. "You bet i was friends with all the Gryffindors" he said giving her a glare. He glared even more as she insulted his family. "You don't talk about us like that just because you are richer than use does not give you the right to be a big fat snobby girl with ugly pink hair" he said. He watched as she walked up to him and kissed him. Right then and there Fred's became what people would say as him being overly mad. After she pulled away and walked away he followed her carefully and quietly. He pulled out his wand and went on to do a hex on her. Finally she ended up turning around and guess what he was right there standing in front of her. Out of his madness he punched her in the face with his left hand. "Maybe it was a good thing you never talked to Charlie because i would not have been able to do that" he said glaring. Not the reaction you hoped for miss pink ugly hair he said to himself.

[rebecca elizabeth lacey]

AND THE WORLD IS SPINNING MUCH TOO FAST

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Snorting, she rolled her eyes, still fingering her hair. ”Or maybe I’m confident enough that I don’t need other’s approval?” Becca looked him up and down a few times, her eyes flitting back up to his face. ”Unlike you.” She raised a pale pink eyebrow, fairly sure he had no idea what the muggle expression meant. ”Oh, really? Well I’m not the one criticizing someone else’s hair choices.”

Becca’s eyes narrowed and she crossed her arms, a steely glare planted firmly on her features. Now he had gone too far. ”For your information, I have less money than you do! I’ve been supporting myself since I was 18, with absolutely no financial backing from either my parents or my brother! So don’t go saying things you know nothing about!” It was obvious he’d hit a nerve, her hair had begun to rapidly change color, her head a whirlwind of greens, pinks, blues, purples, reds, yellows and oranges. She ignored the rest of what he said. It didn’t matter what he thought of her, only that he had instigated she was a spoilt brat.

As she turned around, she had a brief couple seconds to decide what to do; get punched in the face, or duck. She chose the latter, bending backwards, his fist narrowly missing her nose. When she unbent her back, the glare was back full force. ”Tsk tsk, you’d sink so low as to punch a girl?” Becca smirked. ”I wonder what your mother would think of that… I was planning on going to see her later today, perhaps I’ll drop that lovely little tidbit of information off while I’m there.”


TAGGED: fred/sel !
WORD COUNT: 257
OUTFIT: click!
NOTES: she's so ticked xD
CREDIT: sonneh @ caution

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[Fred Gideon Weasley]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 500px; padding: 10px; background: url('http://imageshack.us/a/img10/8607/g1600x1200.jpg');] Fred Gideon Weasley "Well you asked me" he said. "Do you want me to change it?" he said imitating her voice. "All i ever said was that its your hair do whatever you want" he said crossing his arms. Spoiled brat or not she still acted like a snob. "And don't think i know nothing about muggles i was the one that said to my twin that muggle things should be taken seriously i even learned lock picking which is handy for muggles" he said glaring at her. "Have you even tried asking, have you ever tried showing a little love and respect" he asked her. "All you do is give a fight and get mad like you could kill someone" he said watching her hair change color like a confuzzled unicorn. "maybe they don't like you but they shouln't like you they should love you but maybe you don't show that enough to them maybe if you did that they would help you" he said. "Plus i was the one that helped out with having just enough money since me and my brother George started a successful business" he said. "I'd punch anyone who tried to insult my family maybe i should tell my mother everything about you how you think you can be like a snob and be so uncaring about others" he said. "My mother would tell you to care for others and they would do the same to you and if you respected their thoughts they would respect you back but i see reasons why people should hate you because you have made yourself just enough to be hated" he said. That was the end of what he had to say her had nothing else to say to a girl who cared about no one but herself. She had not cared about his opinion about going to help her shop or whatever she had wanted to do. She had not even accepted his opinion about the hair not like he even gave one out. "Sometimes you just have to learn to care about others instead of just yourself it would help you out much better" he said. He knew that that was a lot of words for an eighteen year old but he had to say it. Maybe then she could fix up her own little defaults instead of taking it out on other people.

[rebecca elizabeth lacey]

AND THE WORLD IS SPINNING MUCH TOO FAST

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Shrugging, she crossed her arms. ”Well excuse me for trying to be polite! Some people don’t like it when it’s brightly colored, so I was trying to be considerate!” Becca glowered at him; although being a natural brunette, she had her father’s mother’s redhead temper. It was easily ignited, and took hours to cool down completely. A small smirk graced her lips as he talked about muggles. ”Oh really? What does it mean then Mr. Smarty Pants?”

Becca’s hands instantly balled into fists as he continued to almost lecture her about what she should and shouldn’t do about her family. ”Don’t you dare suggest any of what I’ve gone through is my damn fault you little toe rag!” She hissed, her eyes narrowing into slits, her hair changing colors so rapidly one could hardly tell what color it was before it changed. ”I don’t want their help or their money! Hell, I don’t want anything to do with them! So don’t for one second think you are better than me because you have a family that loves and cares about you.” She snarled. By then, her petite frame was trembling with the anger she was feeling. Becca had never been one to try and control her temper, but it hardly ever got to this point. The people she hung out with knew better than to bring up her parents or her Hogwarts years.

”You know absolutely nothing about me, so don’t go thinking you do!” She tried to take a few calming breaths, her anger momentarily subsiding before his words took another stab at her gut. He really wasn’t that nice; everything he was saying was, in a way, true. But it was also completely wrong. ”Your mother knows my history, and knows why I’m the way I am. Something you do not! I do not just care for myself, I support myself, and let those who I trust in.” Becca glared at him, her eyes sweeping back up his tall frame. ”A group which you are not privy to!”

Merlin, he was irritating. How he could stand there and wax on and on when he hardly knew her, she’d never understand! But the point was he had, and despite trying not to let it show, the words had cut deep; hitting just a little bit too close to home for her comfort.


TAGGED: fred/sel !
WORD COUNT: 393
OUTFIT: click!
NOTES: she's so ticked xD
CREDIT: sonneh @ caution

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