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Some Fred Weasley x Detective Nox drabbles and half-arsed fanart. These drabbles take place in the HP Ouroborous universe, more commonly known as the Twin Vice Paranormal Detectives fanfiction sequence.

#01 - Hero

Fred always wanted to be a hero and now that's exactly what he is, but being six feet under and pushing up daisies, he can't help but feel a bit cheated.

#02 - Memory

When Fred first met Nox he thought she was a gangly, sharp-witted, cynical Muggle with a disquieting habit of insulting people without realizing it. He never for a moment suspected that these were the things he would come to love about her the most.

#03 - Silence

In her first month living in Weasley Manor, Detective Nox learned not to fear the noise and frequent explosions that came from the twins' laboratory, but rather to fear the silence, and the scheming it disguised.

#04 - Box

After half a dozen black eyes, bloody noses and a few alarming canary transformations, Nox learned never again to open a box addressed from the twins.

#05 - Talent

Fred has a talent for making trouble. Nox has a habit of getting into it.

#06 - Candle

They worked long nights back then and in those last few days before their final case together Nox found herself stealing quick glances at Fred's face, admiring the way the candlelight softened his normally wickedly mischievous features.

#07 - Heart Beat

The human heart was a funny old thing, Fred mused. It was the centre of a fleshie's universe, figuratively and factually speaking. The heart worked tirelessly around the clock, pumping two thousand gallons of blood throughout the body, beating one-hundred thousand times a day, and what did it get in return? Blame for all the grief, bitterness, hurt, vices and heartbreak a fleshie ever suffered; quite a record for one apple-sized pump.

Across the office, Nox was shuffling papers importantly, trying in earnest to look anywhere else but him. Fred smiled. He'd certainly been careless to lose his heart twice.

#08 - Cold

The first time Fred's ghostly arms wrapped around her shoulders it felt like she had been plunged into a bucket of ice cold water, but these days when he brushes against her there's a different feeling; a prickly heat that's far more unnerving.

#09 - Gravity

"Why are you so afraid of heights anyway?" asked Fred, smirking devilishly.

"I'm not afraid of heights," she replied indignantly. "I'm afraid of gravity."

#10 - Breath

Distantly Fred remembers a fraction of time when the light burst in his vision and his breath ceased, and he descended stiffly into darkness with his last joke still tugging at the corners of his mouth. He's dead as a doornail, bereft of life, kicked the bucket and well and truly shuffled off his mortal coil, but one kiss makes him forget all that. And as he looks at Nox, he realises.

We save lives in such unlikely ways.

Fred Weasley, Harry Potter (c) JK Rowling
Detective Nox (c) me

Description
Some Fred Weasley x Detective Nox drabbles and half-arsed fanart. These drabbles take place in the HP Ouroborous universe, more commonly known as the Twin Vice Paranormal Detectives fanfiction sequence.

#01 - Hero

Fred always wanted to be a hero and now that's exactly what he is, but being six feet under and pushing up daisies, he can't help but feel a bit cheated.

#02 - Memory

When Fred first met Nox he thought she was a gangly, sharp-witted, cynical Muggle with a disquieting habit of insulting people without realizing it. He never for a moment suspected that these were the things he would come to love about her the most.

#03 - Silence

In her first month living in Weasley Manor, Detective Nox learned not to fear the noise and frequent explosions that came from the twins' laboratory, but rather to fear the silence, and the scheming it disguised.

#04 - Box

After half a dozen black eyes, bloody noses and a few alarming canary transformations, Nox learned never again to open a box addressed from the twins.

#05 - Talent

Fred has a talent for making trouble. Nox has a habit of getting into it.

#06 - Candle

They worked long nights back then and in those last few days before their final case together Nox found herself stealing quick glances at Fred's face, admiring the way the candlelight softened his normally wickedly mischievous features.

#07 - Heart Beat

The human heart was a funny old thing, Fred mused. It was the centre of a fleshie's universe, figuratively and factually speaking. The heart worked tirelessly around the clock, pumping two thousand gallons of blood throughout the body, beating one-hundred thousand times a day, and what did it get in return? Blame for all the grief, bitterness, hurt, vices and heartbreak a fleshie ever suffered; quite a record for one apple-sized pump.

Across the office, Nox was shuffling papers importantly, trying in earnest to look anywhere else but him. Fred smiled. He'd certainly been careless to lose his heart twice.

#08 - Cold

The first time Fred's ghostly arms wrapped around her shoulders it felt like she had been plunged into a bucket of ice cold water, but these days when he brushes against her there's a different feeling; a prickly heat that's far more unnerving.

#09 - Gravity

"Why are you so afraid of heights anyway?" asked Fred, smirking devilishly.

"I'm not afraid of heights," she replied indignantly. "I'm afraid of gravity."

#10 - Breath

Distantly Fred remembers a fraction of time when the light burst in his vision and his breath ceased, and he descended stiffly into darkness with his last joke still tugging at the corners of his mouth. He's dead as a doornail, bereft of life, kicked the bucket and well and truly shuffled off his mortal coil, but one kiss makes him forget all that. And as he looks at Nox, he realises.

We save lives in such unlikely ways.

Fred Weasley, Harry Potter (c) JK Rowling
Detective Nox (c) me