Enjoy!! Does include some serious smut at the bottom!!
A smile rested upon your cheeks as you watched from afar. More so watching the one and only Fred Weasley as he was trying some of his new puking pastilles on the 1ST years. Watching as their faces twisted in disgust, and the laughter that flowed from Fred.
You were brought back to reality by a swift hand brushing your shoulder, you softly groaned as you turned away.
“Too busy watching lover boy?” your best friend Meg smirked as she watched the blush wash over your pale face.
You couldn’t find the words to try and excuse yourself from the embarrassment of watching the boy you have had a crush on for what seems like forever.
“You-uh-uh oh shush” you stuttered, only causing a bellowing laugh from your best friend as she took the seat next to you. You just gave her a small smile, clearly still embarrassed that she had caught you looking once again.
“Maybe you could start with hello…. instead of watching him from across the room.” She said softly as she watched you slowly turn your attention back to Fred and the smile that lit up his face.
“Hello? He wouldn’t even know who I was if I tried.” You said the defeat clearly lacing your tone as your smile slowly fell from your face.
Your best friend’s smile fell as she saw the defeat clear upon your features, “How could he not know the smartest witch in his year? If he doesn’t clearly, he’s dumber than I thought” she said bluntly, an echoing laugh coming from you.
“You do know that I can’t even say two words to him, correct? Who would be interested in that?” You murmured, carefully pushing your glasses farther onto your face. Sadness laced your tone. You knew that Fred would never be interesting in you. He wouldn’t even bat an eye in your direction. You were like the Hermione Granger of Slytherin. And as your mother would say… “No one likes a know it all.”
Your best friend sighed; she knew where you mind went- “Then maybe he is just dumb” she stated in a matter-of-fact tone. A giggle erupted from your throat, catching her off guard.
The both of you fell into a fit of giggles, unable to control the laughter than echoed through the hall. It felt like it was only the two of you, and her comment was the funniest thing in the world.
Unbeknownst to the both of you, as your giggles echoed through the hall you had caught the attention of a certain red head.
He watched on from across the Great Hall- watching as you tried to catch your breath from the laughter that rocked your chest. He could just barely make out the tears running down your face from the utter amusement.
He only wondered what was so funny. He continued to look on from his spot at Gryffindor table. Carefully watching as you wiped the tears falling down your cheeks, some splattering onto your green tie and white shirt.
You sat there, carefully wiping the falling tears from your face. It was the hardest you had laughed in a long time, the utter amusement of your best friend’s tone just sent you into a fit of giggles.
Placing your glasses back onto your face, you turned in the direction of the man you so desperately wanted to be yours.
But you were shocked… He was already looking at you, a soft smile etched on his features.
You looked away quickly, a red, hot blush spreading over your features as you hide your face in your long blonde hair. It was as if breathing became more difficult. You couldn’t believe he was looking at you, let alone the fact that you caught him looking.
Your eyes went wide, and blood ran cold as you realized- He caught you looking too…
Carefully, yet quickly you gathered your things. Praying he wasn’t watching you as you shoved your toast in your mouth- while simultaneously grabbing your bag and wand.
You brushed past your best friend, whispered a quick sorry as you rushed so very quickly out of the Great Hall. Praying that you weren’t being followed by the one person you knew you couldn’t face.
The empty corridors echoed as you rushed through, trying to get away from the interaction with Fred. Hoping that he really wasn’t looking at you, so he didn’t see how flustered you got by the eye contact.
But you knew deep down, he was looking at you. You also knew, this time he actually saw you, not the small, quiet, wickedly smart Slytherin girl he sits behind in Potions.
Thoughts spun through your head, unaware of the footsteps following you. The echoes becoming even more overwhelming as your heart beat out of your chest.
You were in such a rush to get away, you didn’t even notice that you rushed into the restricted section of the castle. You just continued to try and get as far away from everyone and everything as possible.
You were drawn from your thoughts as you felt a hand wrap around your upper arm, carefully spinning them towards you.
You heart dropped as you spun around coming face to face with a certain freckled face, who was taking in your features slowly.
“Hey” he said, almost in a shy tone.
You opened your mouth, but you knew no words would come out. Taking a deep breath, you uttered the only sentence you could, one you have been trying to say forever.
“Hi Fred” you said, shyness also lacing your tone. It was the one sentence you had been trying to say since you met him 1ST year.
“You know you didn’t have to run out, right?” He said softly, letting go of your arm as he watched a blush coat your features once again.
“I-uh-uh-I I was embarrassed… it obviously wasn’t my best moment.” you said, clearly just defeated that you had been caught, not only looking at him but also running away.
He opened his mouth to softly comfort you, but he was interrupted by a sharp meow.
Both your eyes went wide as you saw Mrs. Norris and her blood red eyes looking narrowly at the two of you. You knew that Filch wasn’t far behind.
Fred gently grabbed your hand, pulling you down the corridor. You short legs barely catching up with his long steps he was taking. You both sighed as he pulled you inside a dark closet.
The meows distanced themselves from the outside of the door, silence began to engulf the both of you. It was then that you realized Fred still had a hold of your hand. You carefully pulled away- trying to hold yourself together.
Swiftly you turned back to the door, pulling on the handle gently as you just tried to escape this situation all together.
But the door didn’t open.
“Fred- the door is locked” you said nervously.
He just sighed, brushing past you and roughly pulled on the handle. But of course, it didn’t open for him either.
“I-uh I think we are stuck” he said, laughing as he sulked back into his corner of the closet. His laughter just continued to bounce off the walls.
“Seriously, of all things Fred I do not need this right now. I just want to get out of here.” you hissed unintentionally as you fumbled around the dark closet.
His laughter filled the tiny, dark space. You could almost imagine the smirk that crossed his handsome features. You felt the annoyance in his laughter beginning to push your buttons.
Merlin, you were locked in a closet, and he found it more than amusing.
“Glad to know you find this so funny.” You stated, anger dripping from your words.
Continuing to jiggle the door handle, praying that it would open. No spell or trying could get you further away from this situation.
“Maybe it’s locked because we need to talk…” he suggested. You knew he wanted to talk about the fact you were looking at him earlier, but you had no words. Nothing to even try to defend yourself.
“Fred- I don’t want to talk” you said, still trying to jiggle the doorknob. You were praying it would just open so you could escape this dreaded conversation.
You knew the minute you opened your mouth that the words of love were going to desperately escape from your locked vault. You were so desperately in love; you didn’t even know what to say to him.
Carefully turning your head, you caught his darker eyes. You could see the lack of sleep covering his features, his soft stubble that was starting to show on his chin, the freckles that danced along his features.
Before you even knew it, you were moving closer. Your lips barely touching his before you felt the fireworks shoot through you. Your eyes opened, looking deeply into his. He was looking just as deeply back into yours.
You leaned forward again, placing a swift hand on his cheek. The fireworks were shooting through you as you kissed him once more. His hand finding it’s way to your hair and around your waist, pulling your smaller figure into him.
Nibbling carefully on his lip, a small moan escaped from his lips. You couldn’t believe that this was happening right now.
His hands slowly made their way down to your ass, squeezing. It drew a loud moan from your throat as you leaned in closer to him.
You pulled away; your lips hot from the kiss. Carefully you undid the buttons to his white button down, feeling his abs as you slowly undressed him. His shirt fell to the floor, as you made your way to his pants, popping the button carefully.
His eyes watched you intensely as you got on your knees, slowly dragging his pants down his legs as you kept eye contact.
His cock clearly outlined in his boxers as you carefully pulled them down his legs as well. You caught his eyes, almost to get his approval before taking his cock in your mouth.
You swirled your tongue around his thick cock, saliva running down your chin as moans softly fell from his lips. His hands found their way to your hair, roughly pulling causing a moan to come from you as well.
You carefully pulled away from him, locking your lips with him once again. His large hands pulled you close, carefully undoing the buttons on your shirt. Slipping it off your shoulders, your white lacy bra showing on your sun kissed skin.
He carefully kissed down your neck, softly sucking as he made his way to your breasts. He carefully caught your eye, silently asking for your approval. You nodded softly, as he undid your bra- softly kissing your nipples and breasts. The moans silently slipped from your lips as you laced your fingers in his ginger hair.
He continued to give your breasts all the attention as you moaned more, “Freddie… fuck me. I need you”
A wicked smile crossed his features as he carefully lifted your skirt to reveal the lack of underwear you were wearing.
“Oh- naughty. No panties?” He moaned, pressing hot kisses to your neck.
“All for you…” you moaned as you turned your back to him, bending over. His hand brushing against your nub, carefully swirling in circles before you felt his tip graze against you.
His tip was at your entrance, teasing you gently. You moaned at the contact before he entered you in one quick move, your moans echoing through the closet. Fred continuously pounding deeply into you, as he pulled your hair.
He carefully flipped your around, his lips slamming onto yours. The hot closet and Freddie inside of you sent your body into overdrive. He quickly picked up his pace, causing your eyes to roll back into your head.
Your climax was fast approaching, and Fred could feel you beginning to tighten around him. He carefully reached down rubbing your sensitive nub.
“Are you mine? Tell me baby” He groaned out as he continued to slam into you.
“Y-Y-Yo-Yours” you moaned loudly, as your climax overcame you. Fred could feel you pulsating around him which only caused him to lose it. He moaned as he filled you up with his hot seed, causing you to moan at the contact.
Your legs felt like jell-o, as you carefully pulled your shirt back on. Quickly turning to Fred, placing a soft kiss on his lips as you turned, pushing open the door which thank goodness was unlocked now.
Sending a wink in Fred’s direction as he pulled his clothes back on. He sent you a soft smile, knowing good and well he was going to see you later. You carefully turned, heading towards your common room.
And all of a sudden you were wondering where you got the confidence, as you slowly skipped away from Fred. But you knew that the closet, and those moments with him had changed you forever.
“Seriously, of all things Fred I do not need this right now.” you hissed as you fumbled around the dark closet.
His laughter filled the tiny, dark space. You could almost imagine the smirk that crossed his handsome features. You inner annoyance reaching a new high when it came to him.
Merlin, we were locked in a closet and he found it more than amusing.
“Glad to know you find this so funny.” You stated, anger dripping from your words.
Continuing to jiggle the door handle, praying that it would open. No spell or trying could get you further away from this situation.
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Summary: You, Fred, and George were always together. The best friends that anyone could have. But everything seems to change when you three start Hogwarts and you’re sorted into a different house than your best friends. How will your years at Hogwarts affect your relationships with them?
A/N: Okay so this was requested by the lovely @tulippings as a mini series, so here’s part one! I’m probably only going to do until their sixth-year (The Goblet of Fire) because, well I’m lazy. But anyway this is so soft and I love George so much and it was so much fun to take a break from Draco blasphemy I know and write for a Weasley that I adore. Let me know what you guys think and please don’t be afraid to read it even though it’s not Draco, it’s still my writing
“Fred! George!” I screamed, drenched from head to toe. “You guys so dead!”
I could hear their laughter from somewhere beyond the house. It gave their hiding place behind the shed away.
Let’s get one thing straight, it doesn’t matter what house you’re in
Sure, it would be a bonus if you were in Gryffindor because that would mean he wouldn’t have to sneak into your common room to be with you
Blood status also doesn’t matter to him
If he loves you, he loves all of you
The reason you and George are together is all thanks to Fred
He had grown sick and tired of George constantly talking about you
How pretty you were
How nice you smelled
How he felt butterflies every time you smiled at him
The boy must have been in-love or something
On the other hand, Fred had found out you had feelings for George by constantly bugging you on the subject till you cracked and told him
Being the oblivious pair George and you were, neither of you had realised the others feelings
This is when Fred decided to take matters into his own hands
His plan consisted of locking both you and George in a janitors closet until you both confessed your feelings
He had told you guys to meet him in this particular closet for an emergency meeting
With the two of you being so ignorant, you walked into this closet, wondering where Fred was and why he had chosen such a weird place to meet
As soon as you guys crossed the line, that’s when Fred had locked the door
“Fred! what are you doing? Let us out!” (you and George started to yell)
“If you guys want out, then there’s something you should get off your chest first”
You both knew instantly what he was talking about
Fred’s plan was almost fool-proof except for the fact that both you and George had your wands and could just alohomora your way out
Oh, wait…
Fred had known you too well and knew you both always left your wands in the dorm during free time before dinner
“Fred this isn’t funny”(George was starting to get on edge)
“Do you hear me laughing?”
The closet was small(but who said you found it a problem(; )
A couple of minutes passed
“Look (y/n)…”(George began to say slowly)
“I- I like you”
“I like you a lot, more than a friend probably should”(was that his heart pounding in his chest George could hear?)
At that moment your head shot up to meet his gaze
Did he just confess his feeling to you?
Did he feel the same?
Hope began to form in your heart
“George…”(he was ready for his heart to be broken)
“I’ve felt that way since I first met you”(a smile began to break on your face)
When I tell you that that boys smile lit up the room
Nothing more was shared at that moment except for a hungry kiss
He had been craving your lips for awhile now
Of-course the moment only lasted so long before Fred swung the door open
“Ew, gross guys!”
The two of you just grinned
If you are not in Gryffindor, then your days usually consisted of sneaking into the others common room
It’s a usual thing
Cuddling on the couch
Playing board games
Your friends(and others in your house) are used to seeing George around
Surprisingly, you guys have never been caught(thanks to the marauders’ map)
He’s always waiting outside of the common room so you guys can walk to breakfast together
You guys always sit next to each other in the great hall
If you are in a different house, he will walk you to your common room at the end of the day and give you a kiss goodnight(which usually gets a bit heated)
Pet names
Darling and gorgeous are his most used
You can’t help but get butterflies every-time those words roll of his tongue
“Well hello gorgeous”
Small forms of PDA
Hand holding
Arm around your shoulder
Arm around your waist
Temple kisses
Cheek kisses
Knuckle kisses
He LOVES it when you play with his hair and just melts into your touch
I have a theory that the twins give the BEST hugs
Bear hugs that engulf you
Hugs from behind where he pulls you closer to him
(and he’s always so warm…like what?)
You love wearing his jumpers
Yes, they are always baggy on you
You love the smell of them though(strawberries, vanilla and a bit of a smoky hint)because it’s just like having George there
He gives you one of his jumpers to keep so you would stop stealing all his other ones
It’s your favourite item of clothing and you always wear it to bed
Your first “I love you” came out of nowhere
The two of you were in the common room studying for an upcoming test
You should have been in your bed by now but of-course this test was more important than your exhaustion
With papers strewn across the table and your hand cramping from writing, you continued with your work, although George had stopped
Suddenly, you had become aware of him gazing at you
“Can I help you?”
“It’s nothing, you’re just…so beautiful”
You couldn’t help the blush that bloomed on your cheeks
“I love you”
The phrase was just audible
You had looked up in shock unsure if you had heard right
George was yet to comprehend what he had said when it all hit him
“Oh (y/n), I’m sorry! It just sort of slipt out- I didn’t mean to say it- I mean I want to say it because I love you but not that-”
You just chuckled at his constant rambling
“George, calm down, I love you too”
“I don’t want to make you se- wait, what did you just say?”
“I love you too”(you said it gently)
“Really..?”(he didn’t sound too convinced)
In gesture, you gave him a sweet kiss, melting into the moment
It seemed to calm his mind
Spending summer and Christmas at the burrow
Molly loves you
She knits one of her famous sweaters for you for Christmas
If you are muggle-born(or even half-blood), Arthur loves when you tell stories about muggle life
When Ron was younger, he had a BIG crush on you
Now when he thinks about it, he just gets embarrassed
Ginny looks up to you(and thinks you’re a bad bish)
You and Ginny love to have sleepovers together and gossip about all the people in Hogwarts
You also get filled in on all her latest “love life” with Harry
Fred is one of your best and closest friends
He is happy that George found someone to make him happy
You’re Fred’s wing-women(although he doesn’t agree because you haven’t done the best of jobs)
You guys love to tease George together
Although it’s mainly just Fred teasing you and George
“Can you guys get a room?!”
It was in those moments that Fred may have regretted locking you guys in that closet
As much as he loves you, he does get a bit tired of hearing George talk about you all-day(nothing changed since he confessed his feelings for you)
Lee is also a close friend to you
It was only inevitable for you guys to bond with the twins being best friends with him
Many times have the two of you tried to get back at Fred and George with a prank
Sadly, the twins somehow always manage to know what you guys are planning
Let’s just say they prank you guys twice as hard for trying to outdo the masters
The twins are always playing “light” pranks on you
From dying your hair bright pink
To slipping a small amount of love potion into your drink
It’s always a risk being around the two of them
They love to get you involved in their pranks
This usually means standing guard though):
You remember this one time in potions when you were first learning about amortentia
There was a fresh batch of it at the front of the class and everyone around the room was trying to get a whiff
“Do I even have to ask what it smells like to you darling?”
You closed your eyes and gave a sharp inhale
“Vanilla, candy apples and amber” (you had said it so innocently)
George’s face was painted in horror
“What?!”
He was in disbelief because he KNEW he didn’t smell of amber or vanilla
“CEDRIC?!” (the twins spoke rather loudly in unison)
“But- I- wha-”(George began to stutter on)
At that point, you couldn’t hold in your laughter any longer
“I’m only joking!”
When I tell you how quick that boy calmed down
“Oh thank Merlin”
That was revenge for staining your teeth blue for a whole week!
In all honesty, the pained look on George’s face when he realised you may not love him pained your heart
On the other hand, Fred thought it was hilarious
(If) you play quidditch for Gryffindor, then you are a chaser, otherwise, you are whatever position you got placed into
If you are not in Gryffindor, then you are always watching the quidditch game and supporting the twins(unless it’s your house playing)
He loves to find you in the crowd
You’re his #1 fan
Steamy kisses after the game
If they win the game then it’s going to be a lot more than kissing(;
He has ended up in the hospital wing a couple of times because of the game
It has never been too serious but you still can’t help but worry for him
“You know, even with a black eye and bloody face, I’m still the better-looking twin”
Fred just cracked up
“He must still be a bit loopy from all that pain killer”
If you don’t play quidditch, then George has defiantly tried to teach you
It didn’t go too well
You ended up falling off the broom at only 1 meter off the ground
Face-planted into the grass
Ended with you having a dislocated jaw
George felt guilty for the rest of the month and wouldn’t stop apologising
Meanwhile, Fred had fallen on his ass from laughing too hard
Trips to Hogsmeade
Raiding Honeydukes
Dates at the Three Broomsticks
Drinking enough butterbeer to get tipsy
Lots of puns and dad jokes
You were once learning how to produce a Patronus in DA when someone had just spelled a deer
You looked over at George to see him struggling a bit with the spell
And that’s when the awful pun left his mouth
“Oh deer, I just can’t seem to produce a Patronus”
You tried to hold in your laugh
“Shove off Weasley”
He takes you to the Yule Ball
It’s a magical night
Full of dancing
Screaming the lyrics to the songs playing
Drinking fire whisky that Fred had smuggled in
Drunk snogging to the point where Snape found you guys and took 5 points off each of you
Dancing around the common room
Sneaking into the kitchens to steal food
Tickle fights(I feel like George is very ticklish)
Swimming in the Black Lake on a dare
Snowball fights in the winter
He never fails to make you laugh
He is more of the shy, reserved twin
Sometimes you just have to remind him that he is loved and noticed
He will compare himself to Fred and it will never be positive
You will reassure him and hold him for however long he needs
If what he needs is a good vent then you are ready to listen no matter what you are doing
He is more important
He is also more of the jealous twin
Don’t get me wrong, he won’t go all psycho boyfriend when he sees another guy talking to you
He respects you and knows you would never leave him for someone else
But if there is flirting going on or the guy is trying to make a move
Let’s just say his temper won’t last long
“Hello darling”
Que passionate kiss between George and you
“Sorry mate, she’s already taken”
You had never seen a guys face go paler
Or seen George go so smug
He always knows what to do when you’re sad
He will listen to your every last word if you have to vent
Or he will hold you in his arms for hours while whispering sweet nothings into your ear if all you want to do is cry it out
By the end of it, you can’t help but feel just a little bit better because of him
He loves to hear about your day and you can’t deny that he is the best listener
He low key has separation anxiety
He LOVES to spoon
Definitely the big spoon
Although he can’t help but love to be the little spoon sometimes
“Hey um…Do you mind if we?…”
“You wanna be the little spoon?”
“Yes please…”
He’s smiling on the inside
He may be a little shy in public but he’s a freak in the sheets if you know what I mean(;
He’s usually top but it drives him crazy if you switch rolls
I feel like he’s a hair puller?
Will always make sure you’re comfortable with everything
Super gentle at times
But also can be rough…
Would never do anything that would hurt you
Lots of cuddling after
He loves to give you flowers just to see you get all flustered
One time he stole flowers from the school grounds
Little did he know, Mcgonagall had seen the whole thing
“Mr Weasley, are those flowers from Professor Sprout’s greenhouse?”
The look on his face was a dead give away
“Funny story actually Professor…”
Let’s just say it wasn’t the funniest of stories
Braiding his longer hair
Showers together
Piggyback rides to class
Studying in the library with Fred(but he usually just gets bored and leaves)
He reads to you
Basically he is perfect in every way and will love you till the end
summary:when time passes, many thoughts remained unexplained. however, when george weasley’s questions are on the brink of being answered; who’s to tell him to leave all his hopes a mystery.
warnings:none
Diagon Alley was more magical than it led on to be. Not only was it the most popular place to buy magical goods in the U.K., but it contained a bit of magic for those with a lonely heart, as well.
Y/n y/l/n dated George Weasley for what seemed like forever in Hogwarts. However, as most good things, it had come to an end by the time they graduated. Something about the twin’s business and y/n wanting to achieve her goals as well. Words were spoken that could not have been taken back and as quickly as the two’s relationship began: it had come to an end.
After their years at Hogwarts they were happy for some time. Life had changed. Brought blessings for each. George: a flourishing business. y/n: her dream job at the ministry and a beautiful baby girl.
Though, things changed for both of them, they remained the same at heart. And, luckily for them both, Diagon Alley was just small enough for them to reunite at last.
y/n walked down a rather busy street in Diagon Alley, clutched hand in hand with her little girl who walked by her side. Fate, was the last thing on her mind. She tightened her grip while navigating through the pavement, making a beeline for the shop she was headed. Absorbed completely in making sure her daughter didn’t leave her sight, she paid little attention to the world around her. It wasn’t until she crashed into George Weasley that she knew the hands of fate held onto her tightly. Their eyes met, both slightly disheveled from the bumpy meeting. It was as if no time, really, between Hogwarts and the present had passed.
George intently took her in. She hadn’t changed at all. Still beautiful in every way, still the perfect fit for George. Y/n stared back, George was just as she remembered and more. They stayed in silence for a moment, both stunned at the sudden arrival. George was the first to disturb the silence.
“Y/n,” George piped. “What- I mean- How are you, how are you doing?”
She smiled kindly, slightly amused at his nervousness. “Suppose I’m well, George. Haven’t much to complain about anway.”
“So, I’m assuming you got that got that job you always wanted. The one at the ministry, I mean,” inquired George.
y/n stood slightly surprised at his recollection. “I must admit my surprise, George. I hadn’t thought you’d remember something like that.”
“Merlin, y/n,” he shook his head in laughter. “Just because you haven’t been in my life for some time, doesn’t mean you weren’t once my world.”
He seemed to have caught his words, shuffling his feet and clearing his throat. George’s awkwardness becoming quite apparent. The woman before him only stifled a laugh and murmured, “I guess I can say the same for you.”
Before another could utter a word, a very hungry little girl pulled on her mother’s coat asking for some ice cream. Both sets of eyes casted their way towards the child.
“Mummy,” she pleaded with large eyes. “Can we get ice cream from Florean. You promised.”
y/n stroked her daughter’s cheek, “I did promise that, didn’t I? And ice cream we shall get, my dear.”
She smiled lovingly at the girl, still holding her hand. George’s longing looks became more apparent as he brought himself to speak, “Is she yours’s?”
“Yes,” y/n returned with a rather large smile. “This is my little girl.”
“You’ve raised her all on your own?” he inquired. Quickly judging the soon-to-be sour expression on y/n’s face he quickly caught himself, “Not that I don’t think you can! Because you most definitely can! You’re probably a better parent than anyone could ever be, but–oh merlin!– I just was wondering.”
“What? About the father?” y/n answered him, head cocked and smiling. George only nodded as a response, “Not sure to be honest. He was gone before I even found out. But its better this way. I got her all on my own, no strings, just us.”
She sighed, looking out at the busy street next to them. George fawned over he beauty, surely it was impossible to be that perfect? He thought about them. What he said that night to make her leave. How she took what was hers and left moments later without a single word.
“Do you regret it?” George spoke weakly, very suddenly.
Y/n looked perplexed at his unforeseen question, “Regret what?”
“You and I,” He affirmed unsurely. “Do you regret: you and I?”
She stared blankly for a moment. A response was unable to come naturally from her lips. y/n swallowed, “I don’t. I don’t regret anything at all really.”
She smiled, trying her hardest to ease the Weasley twin in front of her, “Not you, what we did, the time shared. In fact, I would give anything to do it all over again.” y/n looked down blushingly, before dropping her smile. “But, what I do regret was letting you go. Or rather you making me let go so easily. I think I would have fought a bit harder or maybe said some things differently in the end to make you stay.”
George stared into her beautiful eyes intently, soaking in every word.
“But that’s over. There’s nothing to be done. What has passed, has passed. We can’t go back and change things.”
Her eyes darted downwards to her feet, unable to bring them back up to meet the man who stood in front of her. George shifted and offered his hand out to y/n. She looked up, surprised at his gesture, only to see him staring down as well.
“y/n,” he started. “I know I can’t change the past or change what we did, but I would love nothing more than a chance to start again.”
He paused for a moment, his head swam with what to say and how to say it. “Look, I’m not asking for a second chance. If I’m being honest I don’t deserve that for how I left things off, but I love you too much to leave without a final word. And if you want me out of your life forever, just say the word. Because I will make sure that the moment I turn down the corner, I will never come back on it again. You will never see my face.”
Y/n hesitated with gaping breaths. She inhaled sharply, “George, I don’t know what to say. I-“
“Then don’t say anything.” George interrupted, taking her hand.
She shook her head vigorously, “George, look at me. I have a child and a life and I’m as good as a burden. I’m not same girl I was at Hogwarts when we were young. You deserve adventure, excitement. And I don’t have any of that.”
George stared at her, almost confused at her words. “Y/n,” he spoke slowly. “My adventure is you, it always has been. I can’t think of anything else I’d rather have then you. I don’t care if you had a hundred children or none, a life with you and your daughter is one that I’m ready for.” He laughed gently, as tears streamed down the woman’s face.
“Who am I kidding,” he continued. “I would kill to be a part of your little family and make it ours,” George swallowed. “That’s if you’d let me, of course.”
“Oh, George,” y/n swallowed her tears. “Oh, George, of course I want you to be a part of our family. I love you.”
George lifted her up, spinning her in the road. He pressed a soft kiss against her cheek and a blush crawled up their faces. For a single moment their life was peace.
“Come, Georgie,” y/n beamed. “Come meet my other love.”
And from those words, they blossomed into the happy family they both wanted to be.
ciao, lovesss! & happy holidays! this december i decided to do something very special for you all! this month in honor of the holidays and the end of the fall semester, i will be releasing a holiday theme, full length fic every monday of the month. and every thursday i will be releasing a brand new, full length head cannon. its also my one year anniversary writing harry potter fics so this event is going to be extra special for me! here are some fun asks as well~ along with the holiday writing for this month long celebration:
under the mistletoe- based off your blog, i will tell you who is dying to kiss you under the mistletoe! (please provide gender preference/s)
❄️snowed in- chit-chats about everything and anything! rants, fun things you’re doing on holiday, family traditions: i’m all ears!
cookies and milk- give me a fun fact about yourself and i will tell you what holiday trope i think you are!
☃️caroling door to door- talking holiday music! give me a holiday music suggestion and i will give you one in return!
whether you celebrate the holiday season or not, please join the festivities! as someone who celebrates more than one holiday in december, i find it important to ensure we respect all cultures at this time. any disrespect towards religious celebrations along with racism, anti-semitism, homophobia, and transphobia will not be tolerated. you will be reported and blocked. lets continue to create a safe space for everyone! happy holidays! master list of all things holiday w/ dates below the cut!
this even will take place from december 5th - december 30th!
*note* for this celebration i will not be taking requests on what to write the holiday fics/headcannons about. most of them are pre-written for efficiency purposes and to ensure i have everything done on time! i will be closing requests for the month of December so i can give this special occasion as much t.l.c. as possible! thank you all for understanding! requests will be opening back up for the new year.
summary:when time passes, many thoughts remained unexplained. however, when george weasley’s questions are on the brink of being answered; who’s to tell him to leave all his hopes a mystery.
