Summary: Y/N and her friends planned the perfect get away. The only thing not perfect? George and her broke up right before it was time to go. Now, they’re stuck sharing a room for one week and dealing with their friends trying to push them back together at every turn.
Word Count: 5.9k
Warnings: Brief alcohol usage, alludes to sex but no actual smut, mentions of cheating but no one actually cheats, kinda angsty but a fluffy ending. I don’t think anything else?
A/N:*gasp* and there was only one bed?? This is so cliche I don’t even care. I’ve posted two Fred fics, so it was time for some George love. Feedback always welcomed! Pictures are from Pinterest.
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You stared at yourself in the dressing room mirror, adjusting and readjusting the straps of the short floral dress. Truthfully, the dress fit perfectly, but you still couldn’t seem to get comfortable. A frustrated sigh fell from your lips just before the curtain to the dressing room flew open, causing you to squeal.
“Give a girl some privacy, would ya?” You huffed once your eyes adjusted to Angelina’s beaming face.
“Oh please, you’re completely dressed.” She rolled her eyes lightly. “Speaking of, I love that dress on you.”
based off “this is how you fall in love” by chelsea cutler and jeremy zucker
warning: mention of death and nightmares
word count: 1.3k
It was all so incredibly loud, the yelling and the crashing against his mother’s arms. Freddie laid out on the stretcher with ghostly pale skin and dirt over his brow, his normal smile replace by the ghost of a smile.
Ghost.
George could only hope Fred would be a happy ghost as he held his body to his chest, he didn’t deserve to spend the afterlife in pain. Freddie never deserved pain, someone that gentle always got the short end of the stick.
Ron collapsed across from him, his body shaking as he brushes ginger hair from his eye. George had been crying so hard he couldn’t even feel the tears as they stretch the length of his face.
Freddie was dead.
He hadn’t been out of Hogwarts but a year or so, yet he was on the floor of the very Great Hall the two would scream jokes at the top of their lungs. They grew up in these halls, yet he was lifeless all the same.
The room was caving in, the roof falling in as everyone ran screaming from the madness. George didn’t move, he couldn’t. He wanted to join Freddie, he didn’t want to be in a world that let young boys die for another young boy, where war was a normal Sunday afternoon.
“George.”
Freddie was calling him, he was going to see Freddie.
“George!”
The voice was panic, yelling for him to move. Did Freddie not want to see him?
“George!”
His body jolted from the pillow, his body clammy against the rough sheets of the Queen size bed. The finger on his shoulder was cool over his skin, calming his racing heart. He glanced around the room, the ceiling was perfectly intact and the dresser across from him told him he wasn’t in the Great Hall.
“Sweets?”
George jumped, whipping around to find his lover’s worried face inches from his own. Their lips in a delicate frown as their finger drew constellations over his freckles.
It was all a sick twisted dream. Fred died four years ago, he was long gone from the Burrow and the joke shop.
“Do you want something to drink?”
He couldn’t explain the release he felt hearing their voice, as if they pulled the nasty roots from his soil in order to plant the prettiest tulips. As if just their voice could ground him back to the world.
“Maybe,” his voice was hoarse, “some tea?”
They rushed from bed, their finger leaving a warmth against his skin as they hurried from the room. They didn’t bother putting on a robe in the freezing house in the late hours of a December night. George was the only thing on their mind.
He slowly eased from the bed, slipping out onto the carpet on the floor. His slippers would’ve only made his feet sweat, he was still coming down from the cold sweats, but he grabs the blue robe flung over the chair. Draping it over his arm, slowly making his way down the narrow hall of the house.
The pictures hung on the wall bought a small smile to his face, his mother and his lover holding one another and Percy with the twins before they ever entered Hogwarts. The wall on the right was dedicated to pictures of Fred, ones of (Y/N) and Fred from the Great Hall, and family pictures at the Burrow. George wished he took more pictures, he never liked how he looked enough, but he wished he would’ve just to have a small piece of Fred still with him.
His feet slide across the hardwood floor, easily finding (Y/N) rushing around the kitchen in the bright kitchen light. They glide around the room like a ballroom, their feet jumping over every loose board and missing each corner by an inch. They were used to the quirks of the kitchen they had lived in so long. They fit right in with the soft yellow walls and the green high stools as if the moment was out of a film the muggle would give awards too.
“You should’ve stayed in bed,” George was bought back, watching as they pour some tea into the mug.
“I hated the way the sheets felt on my legs,” he walked through the threshold, leaning on the small kitchen island while studying their face. Their lip held between their teeth and their eyebrows so focused on the milk mixture with the golden liquid.
“I’ll change ‘em, put the silks on,” they slide the tea across the island, trying to move around the change the sheets in the hurry. George stuck his arm out, grabbing their bicep before they could make it to the living room.
“Please don’t leave.”
Their body was beside his in a second, their finger tracing on his shoulder again, as if they weren’t running from the room seconds ago. He never thought people were meant to be fixed, no it never made sense, but he couldn’t help but feel grounded just by their touch alone.
“You always make it better,” his voice was barely above a whisper as he took a small sip from his cup. Perfect, just like he would’ve made it himself.
“I’m just here for you,” their breath fanning over his back, the sticky sweat running from the sweet breath of his lover.
“How do you do it so easily? How do you make it better?”
George never thought anyone would comfort him like Freddie, they were twins. You couldn’t match their bond, and while they didn’t, (Y/N) always could touch him on a different level. Of course, they could really touch him, like their finger on his skin or the kisses on his neck, but the grip they had on his heart was like a headlock.
“Love,” they answer would’ve made George laugh at any other time, telling them they watch too much Disney, but he couldn’t help but wonder.
“You think?”
“I know, falling in love can make things better when done right,” their chin rested on his back. He felt so at home like the nightmare was thought away in a far-off land.
“How do you do that? Falling in love?”
George knew he loved (Y/N), they’ve been saying it and showing it for years, but he never quite remember how it happened. He couldn’t recall a moment in time where he came to the conclusion, he just remembered saying it one day and saying it every day after that.
“This,” their words were confident, “this is how you fall in love.”
Maybe that’s why he couldn’t pinpoint it because there wasn’t a moment where it wasn’t like this. They always held him and made his tea perfect, never pushing to talk about anything. He always wondered about the world and they always seemed to have an answer, even when they didn’t. It had always been like this for the two, it was always like this between them. They had been slowly falling in love before every poet and writer’s very eyes, but at this moment as their finger traced stars on his back and the heat from the tea fanned over his chin, he knew his love was always this deep.
“I love you,” his arm wrapped around their shoulder, bringing them against his chest.
“I love you,” their eyelashes brushed against his pale skin, making his heart rate spike out of pure enjoyment of the domestic life before him.
He knew Freddie would be watching him, a proud smile on his face as he held on to his rock. He knew Freddie would want someone like (Y/N) to take care of him if he couldn’t do it himself.
He knew Freddie could feel the love he felt even from the afterlife.
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.
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.
Summary: Draco makes a bet with George Weasley about dating the shy Gryffindor named y/n. But what happens when she finds out it’s all just for a bet and what happens when George actually realizes that he has fallen for her.
a/n:English isn’t my first laungage so sorry for all the mistakes!
requests are open!
“Fred where are we going to get the gold.” George asks his twin brother. They were planning on opening a joke shop but they still didn’t have enough money gathered up. Harry had helped a lot with the wizarding tournament winnings but it still wasn’t enough.
Fred and George were sitting in the library which was unusual for the Weasley twins but this was the only quiet place they could think and plan new products for the shop.
“I don’t know. We just have to come up with something.” Fred tells his brother as someone pulls the chair in front of them and sits down. Both of the twins look up surprised to see Malfoy sitting in front of them with an evil smirk on his lips and his two minions standing behind him.
“You need some money Weaselbees?” Draco’s words were interesting them, what could he possibly offer them. But at the same time, they didn’t want anything to do with Malfoy.
“Bugger of Malfoy we don’t need anything from you.” Fred angrily sneers at Malfoy, not wanting to be bothered by him any longer.
“Are you sure?” Draco asks them as he places a fat bag full of galleons on the table. “I could offer 100 galleons for a bet.” He continues.
“What bet?” George asks before Fred can speak. He knew that Fred would say no but 100 galleons would help them a lot.
“I will give you all of this if one of you manages to get y/l/n to fall in love with you.” Draco tells them as he points to a girl sitting on the other side of the library nose buried in a school book. George and Fred both turn to look at you. You were a Gryffindor and no one knew why, you were one of the shiest students in the whole school. You only had a couple of friends and one of them was sitting in front of you doing the same thing as you and that was Hermione Granger.
“Why her?” Fred asks, confused. “What’s in it for you?”
“I don’t like her and she got me in trouble last week so I need a good laugh.” Draco casually tells the twins and his two minions laugh at their friends’ words.
“Sure. I can make her fall in love with me.” George says before even thinking the whole situation through.
“What?” Fred asks his brother quietly, turning to face him.
“Thats a lot of money Fred.” George whispers to his brother.
“The bet is on then. Let’s shake on it.” Malfoy announces as he gets up and offers his hand to shake.
“I’m gonna see that money very soon Malfoy.” George replies as he shakes his hand, confidently. Malfoy nods at them, takes the bag full of gold from the table and disappears out of the library.
“Are you crazy George!?” Fred raises his voice earning an angry look from Madam Irma.
”She will never know Fred. I will take her on couple of dates, use my charm and all that gold will be ours. I promise I will let her down easy.” George tells Fred before turning to look at you. He felt bad for doing this to you but the joke shop was his dream and no one could stand in the way of it.
“You are crazy dear brother. Just go easy, she is friends with Ron, ‘Mione and Harry.” Fred warns him. George just gives him a nod before making his way to you and Hermione.
“Hello ladies.” George says as he sits down next to you.
“Hey George, can we help you with something?” Hermione asks George. But he doesn’t even look at her because his eyes are glued on you. George doesn’t think he has ever had an actual conversation with you. Even if you were close with his younger brother he never had a reason to talk to you. But now sitting next to you George realized that you were beautiful. Light pink blush on your cheeks because he was sitting close to you and he always had made you nervous so every time he was around you would try to hide away from him.
“I’m actually here to talk to you y/n.” George announces.
“M-me?” You finally turn to look at him. You didn’t even think he would actually know your name.
“Yes you darling.” His words make a fiery blush spread on your cheeks.
“W-why?” You mumble out to him as Hermione’s face holds a confused look.
“I was wondering if you would go on a date with me.” He smiles at you sweetly.
“T-thank you but n-no thank you.” You reply to him as you get up and take your book before making your way out of the library. Not spearing a look at him or Hermione.
“What? Why not!” George yells after you. “Sorry ‘Mione need to go.” He gives her a quick smile before running after you.
“y/n wait!” You can hear him call after you but you just pick up your speed. Your mind was going crazy, so confused with what was going on. He had never talked to you before, why would he want to go on a date with you. He was funny, sweet and incredibly handsome, he could get almost any girl in the school so why would he want you out of all people.
You turn to the next hallway but you pump into someone, making you drop your book. You would have fallen on the floor unless the person you pumped into wouldn’t have wrapped their arms around you and kept you up.
“Oh wow you need to look where you are going.” You look up at the ginger confused.
“G-George?” You ask him. He was right behind you so how was he in front of you now.
“Yes darling.” His smiles make your legs go weak but luckily he was already holding you up.
“H-how, how did you do that?” You ask him as you step away from his hold before picking your book up. But this time you don’t walk away, you straighten your back and turn to face the tall ginger.
“There is a secret passageway.” George tells you like that was the most normal thing ever.
“Oh.” Is all you can get out. Being with him made you even more nervous than usual.
“Not gonna run away this time?” He teases you with a smirk on his lips.
”I can.” Your reply makes him laugh.
“So would you please go on a date with me, gorgeous?” George asks you once again.
“W-why me?” You question him.
“Because you are funny, smart and honestly you are gorgeous. Why wouldn’t I want to take you out?” George gives you his signature smirk. He was known as a flirt around the school but not as well known as Fred was.
“O-okay.” You mumbled to him looking at your shoes.
“Was that a yes I just heard?” George asks you happily. The 100 galleons were just so close he could almost touch it.
“Y-yeah I will go o-out with you.” You stammer more than you wanted to.
“Great, so this Saturday I’m taking you to Hogsmeade. Now would you let me walk you back to our common room?” You just nod your head and he takes your book from your hands before taking hold of it. The whole way back to your common room you make small talk or more like George does and you give shy small replies back.
The days leading up to Saturday George would sit with you at breakfast and try to talk to you as much as possible. You however failed to notice the winks he would send to Draco at breakfast or when you two walked past him.
George was anxiously walking in the common room on Friday night. Tomorrow he would take you on your first date but the past couple of days he had been spending with you had actually been nice. He liked to make you laugh and he loved to see you blush.
“What’s wrong George?” Fred asks from the couch by the fire. The twins and Lee were the only students in the common room, because it was already 2 am and everyone else was in bed. “Are you nervous about tomorrow?”
George let’s out an annoyed groan at his brother’s words. He didn’t even have to say what was wrong because Fred already knew.
“I might actually like her.” George whispers underneath his breath.
“Pardon?” Fred asks not sure if he heard George right.
“I think I might actually like her. She, she is just so sweet and nice…” George cuts his sentence off as he turns to face his twin brother.
“Then call of the bet with Malfoy.” Lee speaks up from his seat next to Fred.
“But we really could use the 100 galleons.” Fred mumbles to them.
“That’s true. That’s a lot of galleons.” George says as he sits on the coffee table so he can face his brother and best friend. “I really wanna go out with her. I think that something could actually happen between us.”
“Well then go on the date with her and keep the bet on with Malfoy.” Lee suggests.
“But when she finds out?” Fred asks them both. “What would happen when she finds out?”
“But if we make sure she won’t? You will get the girl and money!” Lee continues. Fred wasn’t so sure about the plan as Lee was. George didn’t want to hurt you but he and Fred needed the money so maybe he should just risk it.
“I think we should head off to bed. Big day tomorrow then.” George gets up from the table and starts making his way to his dorm room with Fred and Lee following him.
What could go wrong?
Next morning George saw you sitting with the golden trio at breakfast, smile forms on his lips as he makes his way to you.
“Good morning beautiful and others.” He says as he sits next to you. A pink blush spreads on your cheeks making him smile even wider.
“Oh shod off George.” Ron groans at his older brother. He didn’t like the sudden interest in his friend by his older brother. He never talked to you before and he had a feeling there was something wrong with the whole situation.
“Love you too brother but I’m here for the pretty lady, not you.” George lets Ron know before turning his eyes back to you. “Excited for our date? I am!”
You let out a small laugh at his words but you keep your eyes on your plate that was almost empty. You didn’t think you would see him in the morning. “Y-yeah I am.” You mumble to him as you play with the food on your plate.
“Great. I will go eat breakfast with Fred and Lee. So let say we can meet by the entrance hall at 1pm?” George asks you as he starts getting up.
“Okay. See you then.” You finally turn to look at him and his goofy grin makes you smile. “Can’t wait!” He kisses your cheeks before leaving you alone with your friends as their eyes burn holes into you. “W-what?” You ask them as you turn to look at them.
“Something is going on.” Ron lets you know, his mouth full of food and you think you see some of it fly out of his mouth.
“So you think George wouldn’t like y/n?” Hermione asks, shocked. Maybe Ron was right maybe George wouldn’t actually like you, why would he. Even you thought it was weird how suddenly he was so interested in you but at the same time you really enjoyed the attention he had been giving you. You only had been on one date before, with a nice Hufflepuff boy named Charles but in the end you realized that you would be better off as just friends.
“Shit, sorry y/n! I didn’t mean it like that. You are a great girl but I just think something smells fishy with this whole situation.” Ron apologizes to you. Harry had been awfully quiet about the whole situation.
“No, no it’s fine Ron don’t worry. I think I will go read a little before meeting up with G-george.” You let your friends know before getting up. Even saying his name was weird. The whole bloody situation was weird but maybe for once you should just go with the flow. George only had been nice to you so why should you doubt his reasons.
You make your way to the entrance hall. George was already there waiting for you with his goofy smile on his lips. You were so nervous, hands shaking but you hid them inside your pockets.
“You look lovely.” George speaks up as soon as you are close enough to him.
“T-thank you. You look nice too.” You mentally hit yourself at your reply, couldn’t you come up with something better than that he looks nice too.
“Well thank you. Ready to go?” He asks and offers his hand to you. His action makes you blush, you take his hand, mumbling a quiet yes to him. “No need to be shy, darling. It’s just me.” He whispers to you as you two make your way to Hogsmeade.
“You make me nervous.” You let him know which makes him laugh.
“Why do I make you nervous?” George questions you.
“I’m not sure, you just do.”
“I’m okay with that as long as you give me that cute little smile and you blush like that.” George tells you, your free hand finds its way to your cheek to feel it.
“I can do that.” You let out a giggle, you blushed easily but George made you blush more than usual. George asks you questions the whole walk to the village, asking about your family, favorite foods, friends, interests, life plans and anything else that comes to his mind. Slowly you didn’t feel as nervous around George, you were enjoying his company a lot.
“I was thinking we could go to Madam Puddifoot’s tea shop, then we could go to Zonko’s and honeydukes? What do you think?” George asks you as you finally make it to Hogsmeade.
“That sounds good.”
“Let’s go then, some nice hot tea to warm you up.” George squeezes your hand before pulling you towards the tea shop. Usually couples would go to the tea shop for dates because it was a nice quiet place to spend time at. George opens the door for you, like the gentleman he is. “Go sit down and I will go order for us.”
George makes his up to the counter and orders a teapot of flower tea and gets a cake piece for you to share. The whole way down to Hogsmeade his heart had been going crazy in his chest. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t talked to you before the bet started with Draco.
“Got us a cake to share and some flower tea, hope that’s okay?” George places the tray on the table before sitting down next to you. You and George spend almost three hours in the tea shops just talking, not even noticing how much time had passed since you had sat down, the teapot was empty and the cake plate only had crumbs on it left.
“Should we move on to the joke shop?” You ask him when you see that the sun was already starting to set.
“Yeah I need a couple of things from there for a couple of pranks me and Fred have planned.” he lets you know with a proud smile.
He helps you put your jacked back on and offers his hand to you. The smile on your face started slowly hurting, he had made you laugh a lot, and made you blush even more.
The joke shop was full of people, you never really came in here. Only once with Ron when he wanted to prank the twins back for something they had done to him.
“Me and Fred want to open our own joke shop after school.” George speaks up from behind you when he sees your eyes wander around the shop. You turn to face him.
“Really? That’s really nice, a perfect job for the best pranksters of the school.” You let him know, your words make George blush and suddenly you understand why he likes to see you blush.
George gets the things he needs from the shop and you two make your way to honeydukes. He is surprised by the amount of sweets that you get, but making note of your favorite ones.
It started raining as you two were making your way back, and the rain was only picking up. You were luckily already almost back at school and if you would start running you would probably make it in before you got soaked.
“I love the rain.” You whisper under your breath.
“Me too! Makes me feel free.” George lets go of your hand and just spins around looking up at the sky. It was already dark outside at this point. “Dance with me, darling!” he stops in front of you with a huge smile on his lips.
“What?” You ask him confused, was he being serious.
“Dance with me.” He repeats himself offering you his hand and doing a small bow.
“Sure.” you laugh as you take his hand in yours and place your other on his shoulder. His free hand finds your back before he starts spinning you around on the wet grass. He was humming an unfamiliar song. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, his hair was pressed flat on his forehead and his eyes were on you, a big smile still on his lips and you were mirroring it. You felt so happy at this moment, like nothing could ruin it.
“Can I kiss you?” George speaks up after a while of dancing in the rain.
“Please do” You whisper to him, your arms wrap around his neck and George places his warm hand on your cold cheek. He slowly brings you closer to you and then he kisses you. You had never had a kiss like this before, it made you feel warm inside even if you were actually freezing. George felt the same, this had to be the best kiss he had ever had.
You need to pull away from him, needing air. A small giggle leaves your lips as you look at him.
“I think we should get inside before we get sick.” George says, pulling away from you, but he takes your hand in his again before you two make your way into the school. The walk back to the common room is silent but you stop him before he can say the password to the fat lady. You give him a quick kiss, blushing like a crazy person.
“Thank you for a wonderful date.” You thank him turning to look at your shoes. George places his hand on your cheek and makes you look at him.
“And thank you for making it wonderful. I really hope I can take you out again.” George’s voice sounds hopeful, really hoping that you would let him take you out again.
“I would love that.” You breathe out before he kisses you once more. “Let’s go get changed, we are soaking.” George laughs before you two make your way into the common room, both of you making your way to your own dorm rooms to get changed before dinner, huge smiles playing on your lips.
George is enjoying his dinner with his best mates when suddenly Malfoy sits next to him which makes couple of heads turn. Malfoy wasn’t really welcomed into the Gryffindor table.
“What do you want Malfoy?” Fred groans to him, hating how almost everyone in the great hall was looking at them.
“Wanting to see if the bet is still on.” Malfoy tells them as he looks at George.
“Yes it is. Actually had a really nice date with her last saturday.” George lets him know proudly. He could almost feel the galleons in his hands.
“Great! About the bet, I think I forgot to mention a part of it last time.” The evil smirk on Malfoy’s face makes George’s heart drop to his stomach.
“What?” George murmurs out, confusion written all over his face.
“I want you to break her heart when she falls in love with you.” Malfoy states with a small laugh. “I want you to humiliate her in front of everyone.” He continues, keeping his voice down so others don’t hear the conversation.
“What?! No that wasn’t part of the bet!” Fred speaks up from the other side of the table. George doesn’t even know what to say. The date with you had gone so well, how was he supposed to break your heart?
“Slipped my mind to mention it last time but I don’t think it’s a big deal… or is it, George?” Draco asks George. “I thought you needed the galleons.”
George couldn’t even find words to reply to Malfoy. 100 galleons was a lot of money but was it worth of breaking your heart for? Why did life have to be so hard sometimes,
“I need to think about it.” George finally replies after a couple minutes of silence.
“Get back to me when you know.” Draco tells him before getting up and leaving the great hall.
“Are you bloody serious George? You can’t do that to her. Are you out of your mind?” Fred whisper yells at his brother so no one would hear them but to George’s bad luck his younger brother had heard the whole conversation between them and Malfoy. Ron doesn’t stay to listen to the rest of the conversation, he had heard enough. He would confront George later but right now he needed to go tell you the truth. He hated George for doing this to you but he hated himself at that moment more because he had a feeling that something was wrong and now he has to be the one to tell it to you.
Ron stormes into the Gryffindor common room to see you and Hermione talking which was sometimes new because usually when you two were alone you would be studying. You were telling Hermione about your date with George, cheeks read.
You were so happy, your date with George was perfect. Just like from muggle books you had read. He had treated you like a princess and you couldn’t wait till you would have another date.
“y/n?” Ron’s voice makes you stop talking to Hermione and you turn to look at him, your huge smile falls as you see his face.
“What’s wrong Ron?” Hermione asks from next to you. Ron looked like he was about to be sick and he felt like it too.
“I need to tell you something.”
“Go on then? What’s wrong?” You ask him, voice full of concern.
“I don’t even know what to tell you.” Ron starts. Sitting down next to you, running his finger through his red hair. “I-I heard George and Malfoy talking.” He was taking a long time.
“Go on Ron. We don’t have the whole day!” Hermione groans.
“Hermione let him tell it on his own time.” You tell her off and turn back to look at Ron.
“Malfoy and George have a bet.” Ron finally looks up at you. “Bet about you.”
“What?” Hermione mumbles more to herself.
“What do you mean by a bet?” You ask him confused. You can feel your heartbreaking, that’s why he was suddenly interested in you.
“Yeah, a bet. About how he would need to break your heart and humiliate you in front of everyone…” Ron’s voice is a bare whisper at this point. The look you give him makes him feel even worse but he needed to tell you before the thing between you and George went on any further.
Before you could say anything after Ron’s words the portrait opens and you see two tall gingers walk in. You push yourself up from your seat, tears brimming your eyes as you march your way to George.
“Hello beautiful!” George happily greets you. You don’t even know what to do, you are so angry and disappointed that you just slap him as hard as you can.
“How you fucking dare to do that to me!” You yell at him, and the whole common room goes quiet.
“W-what are you talking about?” George asks confused, bringing his hand on his hot cheek. You look a lot weaker than you actually are.
“I know about your stupid bet with Malfoy!” You yell at him, tears now flowing down your cheeks. “A-and I thought there could actually be something between us!” You push him out of the way and run out of the common room. Not stopping even when you hear several people call after you.
You needed to be alone, not wanting to speak to anyone or see anyone. Your mind was slowly going through what had just happened, what Ron had told you and that you had just slapped George Weasley in front of the whole common room and yelled at him for what he had done. Embarrassment taking over your body, now everyone knew that George wouldn’t actually go out with someone like you.
Tears were slowly blurring your vision and you found yourself at one of the corridors that people didn’t use much. This was your safe place when you were stressed or couldn’t sleep. You made your way here to think. Finding a seat at one of the window ledge. Pulling your legs against your chest as you finally let out a sob.
How could someone be so evil to make a bet with someone else’s feelings? You know that Draco hated you after you had turned him down, you came from a good pureblood family and he had tried to make a move on you and you had turned him down because you could never be with someone like him. You really thought that George was different, that he was nice and caring but he was even more evil than Malfoy himself.
You didn’t return to your dorm till early in the morning, everyone was already asleep when you made your way to your bed, body aching. As soon as you close your eyes and are about to drift off to sleep you can hear someone whisper your name from the door.
“y/n?” you hear it again, but the voice belonged to a boy not a girl’s so you don’t dare to move or open your eyes, hoping that whoever it was would leave. “y/n?” you heat it for the third time before the dorm room door closes, only thing afterwards you can hear is snoring from one of the girls beds. The voice who had called out to you was familiar.
George closes the girls dorm door quietly before leaning against it, letting out an angry sigh. He had been looking for you after you had run out on him, but he couldn’t find you anywhere. It was like you had left Hogwarts.
So George decided to stay in the common room till you would come back, but after hours of waiting he had fallen asleep on the couch and woken up to the sound of someone climbing the stairs up to the girls dormitories. He jumped off the couch as fast as he could and ran after the sound but by the time he made it to the door you were already in bed. George tried to see if you were awake but you didn’t even move when he whispers out to you.
George felt so stupid. How could he mess this up. How could gold be worth the bet he made. You were an awesome sweet girl and he had hurt you. He felt like hitting his head against the stone wall next to him. How would you ever believe him if he tried to tell you that he actually liked you, that he actually wanted to spend time with you and that he actually found himself falling for you after a week of knowing you.
The next morning Hermione wakes you up by shaking you a little, weak smile on her lips when you open your eyes.
“Good morning. How are you feeling” she asks you.
“Morning and I’m fine. Why are you waking me up?” You sit up in the bed and look around the room. “What time is it?”
“It’s almost 8am and we need to get to class.” Her words make you groan, you felt so tired and you just wanted to sleep the day away.
“Oh okay, let me get ready.” You groan as you get up and change into your school uniforms, making your way to the bathroom to brush your hair and teeth.
“I packed your bag for you.” She holds out your bag for you.
“Thanks, you didn’t have to do that.” You take the bag from her and you two start making your way to potions class.
“George went looking for you after you left but he couldn’t find you.” Hermione speaks up after a while.
“Oh…” is all you get out, what were you supposed to say. He just used you for galleons.
“You should have seen Ron after. He was really mad. Even scared me a little.” She continues. “Ron almost punched him but Fred pulled him away in time.”
“Can we not talk about this?” You ask her.
“Yes, sorry.”
Rest of your walk into potions class is quite both of you lost in your own thoughts. As you two walk in your eyes find Draco. He looks up at you and smirks.
You sit down in your seat next to Ron. “Thank you for defending me.” You whisper to him as Snape walks into the class.
“Any time, you are my best friend and George was an arse to you. I’m sorry.” Ron doesn’t turn to look at you, he keeps his eyes on Snape even if he isn’t listening to him.
“Don’t be sorry. I should have known that something was up.”
“Any guy would be lucky to date you, only if they tried to actually get to know you.” Ron gives you a quick glance, not wanting Snape to yell at you two for speaking.
“Thank you Ron.”
The day passes quickly and before you know it you are already making your way to dinner with the golden trio. Not really listening to the conversation the three were having, your mind drifting off to the way someone had called your name last night.
“y/n?” You hear it again but you are sure that it was just you imagining it but when your friends stop walking and turn to face the person who was calling out to you, you realize that you weren’t just imagining it. Slowly you turn to look at the person who was talking. George had an apologizing look on his face, he was about to say something but Ron cut him off before he could even start.
“George leave it, she doesn’t want to hear it. Just piss off!” Ron didn’t sound happy at all with his older brother, but if you were honest you wanted to hear the reason why he would do something like he did.
“Please?” George turns to look at you, making your heart race.
“No, I told you already.” Ron groans at his brother, taking your arm in his starting to pull you towards the great hall but you stop him.
“I actually want to hear the reason.” You say loud enough that George could hear it too.
“Are you sure?” Harry asks you from next to Hermione.
“Yes.” You let your friends know before turning to face George again. “Let’s go somewhere more private.” You tell him, feeling other students’ eyes on you. Everyone at Hogwarts already knew about what had happened in the Gryffindor common room last night.
George didn’t believe his ears at first, he thought it would take weeks to get you to listen to him, but here you two were walking to the courtyard in silence. As you two make it there you sit down on one of the benches. George sits next to you looking at you with an unreadable face.
“G-go on then.” You curse yourself for stuttering in front of him. You wanted to seem strong, like the thing he had done to you didn’t hurt you the way it did.
“I-I don’t even know where to start.” George lets a heavy sigh out. “I’m just incredibly sorry. I never actually wanted to hurt you, I thought that I could get the gold from Malfoy without hurting you so me and Fred could start our joke shop.”
“How did you think y-you could do that if part of the bet was to hurt and humiliate me.” You question him.
“No no. At first the bet was to get you to fall in love with me, that’s all. But after our date Draco told me that I needed to break your heart, if that had been in the bet in the first place I wouldn’t have done it.” George was speaking fast, wanting to get everything out. “But I need to tell you that I’m more than sorry, I was wrong to bet on you in the first place. You are an amazing girl and in a way I’m happy about the bet because otherwise I probably wouldn’t ever have spoken to you and that would have meant that I never have gotten to know you.”
“But you think it would have been okay if I hadn’t been the way I am.” his words were just making you even more angry about the situation. You get up from the bench, ready to leave him but he stops you.
“No that’s what I meant! You just make me nervous! And I know I messed up but I don’t want to go back to life without you. I think I’m falling for you.” You turn to face him after hearing him confess his feelings.
“Y-you really think I could ever trust a word you say to me?” You ask him, even if you enjoyed your time with him you don’t think you could ever fully forgive him for his actions. “I… I forgive you…” before you could even continue George speaks up.
“Thank you thank you! I will not disappoint you again.”
“Let me finish, but t-that doesn’t mean I want to be with you. You are a nice boy but I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.” After you finish speaking George’s face falls. For a second he actually thought you would forgive him and you could forget that the whole bet was a part of the start of your relationship.
“Can’t we even be friends?” George’s words make you give him a sad smile.
“Maybe one day but I need my time. So for now goodbye George and take care.” You squeeze his hand before walking away from him. You wanted to forgive him, forget the bet and be with him but you didn’t want to hurt yourself again. Maybe love wasn’t meant for you.
Weeks passed by George didn’t try to talk to you he would just smile at you when you passed by or say a small hi to you nothing more, wanting to give you space before he would try to have a real conversation with you. It had been so hard for him to keep away from you, every waking hour he was thinking about you and how much he missed you. George was mad at himself for falling for you so quick and for hurting you the way he did.
You didn’t expect George to actually stay away from you, he never listened to people and for once he did and you weren’t sure if you were happy or sad about it. You wanted space but you missed him at the same time, the week you had spent together had been nice, it felt nice to have someone walk you to class and ask about your day, most of the time Harry, Ron and Hermione were up to something much greater than having the time to have small talk with you.
The golden trio were up to something once again and you had desited to not go along with them once again, so you found yourself sitting in the common room alone reading a book. Hermione had given it to you, it was a muggle on once again. Gryffindor common room was quiet and mostly empty, only couple other people who were studying or reading in their own bubbles.
It was getting late when the portrait hole opened and two tall gingers walked in, your eyes meet with George’s, making you blush so you quickly turn back to your book.
“Go ahead Fred I will come up in a minute.” George tells Fred, not even listening to his brother talk anymore. After seeing you alone sitting by the fire reading a book, he knew that he needed to talk to you for even a little while.
“Are you sure that this is a good idea?” Fred questions as his eyes follow George’s to see what he was looking at.
“Yes, just go on.” He whispers to his brother giving him a quick glance before walking up to you. “Can I sit here?” George asks, pointing at the empty space next to you on the couch.
“Y-yeah.” You only spear him a glance before turning back to your book, pretending to be reading. George sits down next to you, turning to face the fire not sure how to start the conversation with you. “S-so how are you?” You speak up after a long awkward silence.
“Oh… I’m good thanks. How have you been?” George turns to face you, surprised to see you already looking at him.
“I been good…” You blush again after meeting his eyes.
“I’m sorry for what happened between us.” George could suddenly feel the lump growing in the back of his throat.
“It’s okay George, I told you I forgive you.” You give him a sweet smile taking his hand in yours. “Well I didn’t when I told you that I did but now I do. It’s okay you did it for your future, for the joke shop.”
“Nothing makes it right, no amount of gold should be a reason to hurt another person and I promise you I’m regretting my choices more than anything. If I could go back in time and fix everything I would.”
“Well technically you could get a time turner.” You joke, making both of you laugh.
“Can we be friends? I really enjoy your company and I just want to get to know you better… I miss you.” George confesses, bringing your both hands into his.
“No, I don’t think I want to be your friend.” You let him know.
“Oh, I understand.” George mumbles to you before letting go of your hands and standing up.
“I meant that I don’t want to be your friend because I would like to go on a date with you!” You tell him quickly, panic clear in your voice. You get up too, not wanting him to walk away from you.
“WhAt?” George turns to face you shocked, did he hear you right?
“I-I mean if you want to… It’s totally fine if you don’t feel the same way…” George didn’t let you finish before crashing his lips onto yours. It takes a second for you to respond to the kiss but when you do the kiss was even better than the first one you two shared, it was full of passion and love. George pulls away to take a deep breath in, leaning his forehead against yours.
“Are you crazy, of course I want to go on a date with you. Can’t bloody get you off of my mind for the past month.” His words make you giggle. “Can we start from the beginning?”
“You know if we start from the beginning you can’t kiss me like this anymore before our date?” You ask him with a small smirk.
“Oh no no we don’t want that do we?” George replies before kissing you. “Well can we at least pretend that the whole Malfoy situation didn’t happen?” You giggle at his words and nod your head. Being with him made you so happy, he was the only one who got so many giggles out of you.
“Yes we can forget the Malfoy situation.”
“But tell me lovely what have you done to poor Malfoy that he would give up 100 galleons for breaking your heart?” George questions you as you two sit back down, this time cuddling up to each other.
“He asked me on a date but I turned him down.” You tell him.
“Hurt his ego a lot I see then.” George laughs, feeling finally happy to have you in his arms and having another chance with you.
“Didn’t know me turning him down would be 100 galleons worth in a bet, might take him up on that myself.” You joke, making you both laugh again.
“Thank you for giving me another chance.” George whispers to you after a while, “I promise you that you won’t regret it.”
“I hope so Wasley, next time I will make sure that Ron will actually bunch you then.”
“To be honest love, I think you would munch me harder than he ever could.” George laughs, thinking about how Ron was always bad at fighting when they were kids.
“Hey he is still one of my best friends, don’t be mean to him.” You push him playfully.
“Okay for you I can say that I will try but I won’t promise anything.” He lets you know as he brings you closer to his body, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “Can we stay like this forever?”
“If you don’t mess it up this time we can.” You tell him before giving him a quick kiss. “Just please don’t mess this up okay?”
“I won’t… believe me I will never let you slip out of my hands, ever again.” He promised you before placing another soft kiss on your lips. Maybe you deserved love after all.
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Summary: Your best friend George gives you his sweater and you think there might be a chance that he likes you back but then you see him with the picture perfect Ravenclaw Heather. // 2k
Summary: After a drunken night you find yourself waking up in George’s arms and you finally give into to the twins and head to the Burrow to spend your Christmas holiday with the Weasleys. // 3.5k
Summary:You and George have been secretly dating for months but what happens when you get hurt in a quidditch match.
a/n: English isn’t my first laungage so sorry for all the mistakes!
requests are open!
It was a perfect day for a quidditch match. Everyone was excited for today’s game, Gryffindor against Slytherin, everyone’s favorite game of the season. It was your favorite game too, but sadly you had to go against your own boyfriend.
You were eating breakfast with your teammates as you see two tall identical gingers walk into the Great Hall. One of them looked around the room until his eyes fell on you, he sent a wink your way as you smiled back at him. How you wished you could get up and run into his arms, however your relationship was secret not even his twin brother knew about it. Well, Fred Weasley was one of the biggest reasons why you were hiding your relationship. It was well known that Fred hated everyone that came from the Slytherin house, even if you were nothing like your housemates, Fred would never accept your love for his brother.
You and George had started sneaking around couple of months ago. You had been paired up at potions when school started and you two just clicked. He had asked you on a study date and one thing led to another and you two ended up snogging in the broom closet. You two fell in love so fast and nothing was holding you back, well Fred was but nothing else was.
You weren’t scared of Fred’s hate but George didn’t want his twin to mess everything up between you two, so you agreed to keep it secret for a while until he was ready to tell his brother.
After eating you all made your way to the changing rooms, but before you could walk in after everyone someone pulled you into the nearby closet.
“George what are you doing? Someone could have seen us?” You ask him when he turns to face you, smirk on his lips like always when he was doing something that he wasn’t supposed to do.
“I just wanted to wish you good luck, you will be needing it because we will win.” Geroge let you know cockily, a proud look on his face.
“haha, love you know that we will beat your Gryffindor ass and win.” You laugh at your dear boyfriend, you weren’t about to go easy on him even if you loved him.
“Well I at least need a good luck kiss from my hot girlfriend.” He whispers to you before placing his hand on your cheek. “So can my hot girlfriend wish me luck even if I am going to beat her ass on the field.”
“Mm? Am I the hot girlfriend you are talking about?” You smirk back at him as you wrap your arms around his neck.
“Yes, so pretty please give me a kissy.” He makes a puppy face, trying his best to get you kiss him.
“Only because you are the one who needs all the luck in the world because we will win.” You tell him before pulling him into a passionate kiss that gets heated way too fast. His hands traveling underneath your shirt and liftin’ you on the shelf. You pull away from him needing air.
“I really should get back.” You whisper to him when his lips travel down your neck.
“Mm, couple more minutes.” He mumbles against your skin.
“G-George.” Your reply sounded more like a moan.
“I promise you wild night after the Slytherin wins.” You tell him as you push him off you.
“And I promise you a night that you will not forget when we win.” He winks at you. You jump down and make your way to the door but before opening it you turn back to look at him.
“You wait couple of minutes here before you leave. We don’t want anyone seeing us in the same place babe.” You plow him a kiss before making your way back to the changing room.
“Where did you disappear?” Malfoy asks you as you walk in.
“Missed me that much, Malfoy?” You ask him, you don’t get an answer back from him. Changin into your quidditch uniform and taking your broom as you all start making your way to the field. You could hear the grow yelling in excitement as Lee Jordan announced the Gryffindor team, you shake your head as you can imagine the cocky look on your boyfriend’s face.
“And there comes the Slytherin team.” Lee yells into his microphone. Before you know it the game has already begun and you tried your best to score as many points as possible before Draco would catch the snitch. You make another goal, the crowd goes crazy.
“It’s 90 to 40, Slytherin in the lead!” Lee’s voice makes you smile, oh how you were going to tease Geroge when you won. But before you could get back into the game someone yelled out your name
“y/n! Watch out!” It was Malfoy who was yelling at you. Turning to look where he was you could see smirking Fred Weasley and then a Bludger flying straight at you.
“y/n!” You could hear George’s worried voice call from somewhere but before you could move out of the way the Bludger hit you straight into your chest, knocking the air out of you. Everything went black before you even hit the ground.
George watched it all happen in horror. His own brother doing something so nasty to you. Then he saw the Bludger hit you and you fell off your broom.
“y/n!” George yelled out again trying his best to get to you before your body hit the ground. Luckily one of the professors slowed down your fall. George sees you hit the ground and then a dust cloud covered your body from him. George jumps of his broom running to you, he was so worried. You the love of his life getting hurt was one of the hardest things he had ever seen.
The dust settles when he finally gets to you. You were lying on the ground, one of your arms twisted in a painful way but you were still unconscious.
“babe, please open your eyes.” George spoke as he kneeled in front of you touching your cheek lightly, not wanting to hurt you any more than you already were. He didn’t hear anything around him anymore nor did he realise what he was doing.
You let out a painful groan as you feel someones warm hand on your cheek. Slowly opening your eyes to see a really worried looking George. You try to look around which meant you tried to move but George’s strong arms stop you.
“Stop, you will hurt yourself even further.”
“What are you doing George? Everyone will know that something is going on between us.” You ask him shocked. He was the one who wanted to keep it secret and he was risking it all right now.
“I don’t bloody care. You go hurt!” He raises his voice. “This will probably hurt but I need to take you to the hospital wing.” He lets you know before he lifts you up bridal style. Then madam Pomfrey runs up to you.
“I can take it from here on so you can continue the game.” She told politely to George.
“Go George.” You try to convince him to continue the game.
“Not going to happen. I’m not leaving you.” He looks down at you and then back at the nurse. “I can carry her to the hospital wing.”
“George bloody Merlin what are you doing! Get back into the game.” Fred yelled to his brother from his broom.
“I’m taking my girlfriend to the hospital wing you git!” George yells back at his twin, before following Pomfrey back into the school. He could careless what people or Fred thought about him. Only thing on his mind was to get you fixed.
George places you on one of the lumpy hospital beds as Madam Pomfrey starts healing you, George stood by the bed the whole time holding the not broken arm in his hands.
“All finished. You should rest for a while here before you go back to your common room.” Madam Pomfrey smiles at you before leaving a pain potion on the bed side table.
“That was really stupid of you.” You whisper to him when the nurse leaves. “Fred will be so mad at you.” George shakes his head at your words, You make room on the bed so he could sit next to you. He wraps his arms around you before speaking,
“I don’t care my love. It’s about damn time that he found about us.” George kisses your forehead gently “I love you and the whole world should know that you are mine.”
“I love you too Georgie but are you sure this is what you want?” You ask him as you lean your head on his shoulder.
“This hiding has been going on for long enough it’s time my love and I’m ready to do anything to be with you. Not even Fred will ever keep me from you and I’m sure he will come around one day when he gets to know you.”
“Hope so.”
“He will, you are so lovable so I’m sure that you two will be great friends one day.” You two sit in silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s company before you would need to leave and face all the angry people.
“Merlin I love you.” You speak up after couple of minutes.
“You will never be able to love me as much as I love you my love.” He replies before pulling you into a kiss. “I don’t know which house won but I will still show you a good time when you are healed.”
“I’m counting on it.”
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The next morning you woke up before the girls did, you barely slept for couple of hours that night because last night’s conversation with George was playing over and over in your head and because of the slight pain in the back of your head, but mostly just George. He made you so angry, how can he tell you he loves you when he is with someone else. You shake your head angrily as you get up from the mattress on the floor. Looking over to make sure that Hermione and Ginny are still fast asleep. The smell of Molly’s cooking was lingering in the air as you get ready for the day. Looking at the clock to see that it was only 8 in the morning, all the boys in the house would be sleeping for at least couple more hours.
Quietly making your way downstairs, not wanting to wake anyone up. You smile when you see the Christmas tree in the living room. Underneath the tree were a lot of presents, even if the three oldest brothers weren’t home.
“Good morning dear.” You hear Molly sing to you from the kitchen, when you turn to look at her you see her cooking with a bright smile on her face.
“Good Morning Molly.” You smile as you make your way to her. “Can I help with anything?“
“No need love I have everything handled here. Why are you up so early?” She turns to look at you this time with a more worried look. “How are you feeling? Are you in any pain anymore?” It felt nice to be cared for, how you wished your own parents were more like her and Arthur.
“I’m feeling okay, no pain so no need to worry.” You let her know as you look around the kitchen. “Couldn’t sleep any longer.” you continue after a while, not wanting to tell her that her son’s words were stuck in her mind. “Are you sure you don’t need any help?” You ask again. You wanted to help in any way you could because she had opened her home to you.
“Good to hear that you feel better love and yes I’m sure that I don’t need any help. I still have time till the others will wake up. You know the boys they love to sleep in when they have the change.” She laughs at her own words as she turns back to the food that she is preparing.
“Oh okay, well if you are sure that you don’t need my help I could go on a walk to clear my mind.” You tell her, not wanting to bother her when she was doing her thing.
“I’m here if you want to talk about anything.” She gives you a loving smile over her shoulder and you nod your head to her. “Don’t go far, I will call for you when others get up so we can have breakfast and open presents together.” You give her one last thankful smile as you put on your shoes and a jacket before walking out of the door into the cold winter air. You pause for a second to take in the beautiful snowy morning. The sun was rising and the ground was white and it was snowing lightly. Pulling your beanie on your head before you start walking, not sure where you are headed.
You were so mad at George that you were considering just leaving the Burrow, packing your bags and going back to Hogwarts early but how could you do that to Molly and the others. They all had been so nice and welcoming, showing you that they really did care for you and wanted you to be there. Fred and Ginny would be mad at you if you just left, so you decided to stay.
Letting out a groan as you think about George again, that boy seems to live inside your head at this point. All you ever wanted to hear George tell you he was in love with you but never had you imagined it to be this way, he was with Heather and you weren’t about to be the reason why she would get hurt. George needed to make up his mind and maybe he didn’t even mean it, maybe he just said it because you got hurt and he felt bad, that must be it. George Weasley wasn’t in love with you and he never would be. George was with Heather and they were happy, he didn’t mean it like you thought he meant it. He loved you like he loved Ginny, like you were his sister.
You were so in your head that you didn’t realise where your legs had led you to. You are standing in front of a big tree which happened to be the same tree that had George’s and Fred’s treehouse in it. Your eyes wander up to the treehouse, the same one that you and George usually hid in so you could have some alone time. A small smile makes its way to your lips, all the happy memories this place holds warms your heart. You climb up the stairs into the treehouse. You step into it and look around it, it had been only months since you last been in there but it still felt like it had been years.
It was full of George’s and Fred’s products, books and quidditch things. You find yourself smiling as you see a small picture frame, it’s a picture of you and the twins laughing like crazy people. You remember that day well, it was your first time visiting the Burrow. Summer was about to end and George and Fred begged you to visit before school started and your parents let you. You had so much fun with the boys and that had to be one of the best weeks of your life.
“Stay still for a moment! I want a picture of you all!” Molly tried her best to make you three stop laughing, Arthur was holding the camera up ready to take the picture when you all were ready.
“It wasn’t even that funny!” You laugh at George, he had made a stupid joke which was so bad that made you all laugh.
“And still you are laughing at it!” George tried to defend his joke.
“Not at the joke we are laughing at you George!” Fred’s words only make you all laugh even harder.
“Just take the picture Arthur, they will never stop laughing!” Molly groans and Arthur does as his wife asks him.
“y/n! Come inside everyone is awake!” Molly’s sweet voice brings you out of your thoughts. It must have been over an hour since you went on your walk, but you were so lost in your own thoughts that you hadn’t realised how much time had passed. You quickly make your way back to the house, as you walk inside the warmth hits you and that’s when you realise how cold you were, your fingers felt like they might fall off. You take off your shoes and jacket before making your way to the kitchen. It smelled even better than it had before your walk. Almost everyone was sitting at the table beside you and the twins so that left three seats open, two next to each other and one between Ginny and Ron.
“Boys come on now everyone is waiting for you!” Molly yells up the stairs as you sit down next to Ginny and Ron, both of them looking at you weirdly because usually you sat next to George.
“Coming Mum! George lost something!” Fred yells as he runs down the stairs as he pulls his sweater over his head.
Fred stops when he walks into the kitchen looking around the table and then at you, he smiles and gives you a knowing look as he sits down on one of the free chairs. Then you hear George run down after his twinand he does the same, when he makes it into the kitchen he looks at the empty chair next to his twin brother and then at you, but you don’t look at him you just stare at the empty plate in front of you.
“Morning everyone.” George mumbles as he sits down, you can feel his eyes burning into you, nevertheless you don’t look back at him.
“Go on the dig in before it gets any colder.” Molly speaks up and everyone starts piling the food on their plates. Ginny and Fred excitedly talked about the huge amount of gifts under the Christmas tree. You try your best to finish your plate, but George’s eyes on you made you nervous, uncomfortable and maybe a little sick, suddenly you weren’t hungry anymore.
“Are you eating that?” Ron suddenly asks you, Hermione hits him like always when he said something stupid. “What!? If she isn’t I wouldn’t mind, so are you?” Ron turns back to you and you have to giggle at them. One day they would realise that they liked each other and end up together; they already acted like a married couple.
“Go ahead Ron you can have it.” You smile at him as he empties your plate of food onto his own.
“You are suck a pig, Ron.” Hermione mumbles from next to him. After everyone is finished eating you make your way to the living room. You sit down on the couch next to Hermione and Harry. Molly starts sharing the gifts, she gives you couple packages and you thank her. You open the soft on first, already excited about it. You pull out a beautiful blue sweater with your name’s first letter on it with yellow.
“Wow Molly this is gorgeous.” You tell her happily, you could feel tears burning your eyes. Molly’s gift made you feel so happy and you appreciated that she had found the time to make you a sweater.
“I heard from a little bird that you love my sweaters so I had to make one for you.” She smiles at you warmly. In the other packages were a new muggle book you told Hermione about, beautiful hand made earrings from Ginny, a box of chocolate from Ron and Harry and puking pastilles from Fred and George. You were so happy with all the gifts you received but it made you happier to look at how all of them reacted to your gifts to them. You got Molly a muggle cooking book, Arthur a rubber duck, Ginny a muggle polaroid camera, Hermione fancy quill sett, a box of chocolate frogs for Ron, Harry a quidditch book and the twins you gave a couple of things from the Zonko’s joke shop that they had wanted.
“Thank you so much y/n! George, can you please take a picture of us?” Ginny hugs you and then turns to her older brother giving him the new camera. You give the best smile you can as George takes a picture of you two.
“Can we talk?” George asks you as he gives the camera back to his sister. “Please?” George continues as he sees the look on your face.
“mm, okay, sure.” You reply unsurely. You get up and walk after him up the stairs so you two could talk in private. He opens the door to his bedroom and lets you in before closing the door after you two. You don’t know what to do so you awkwardly just stand in the middle of the room looking at his shoes, not wanting to see the look on his face.
“I got you this.” George finally speaks up, his voice makes you look at his beautiful face. He gives you a small box, it looks like a jewelry box.
“But you already gave me a gift?” You were confused about the new gift.
“That gift was from both of us but this is just from me.” He tells you anxiously looking at the gift in your hand. “Open it.” You look up at him quickly before you open the box, a small gasp falls from your lips when you see what’s inside. “Do you like it?” George whispers due to the silence that falls upon you.
“I-It’s beautiful Georgie.” You whisper back to him, inside the box was the most beautiful neckless you have ever seen. It was shaped like a heart and it had beautiful small details all over it.
“Let me put it on.” George walks closer to you and takes the necklace out of the box, you turn around and lift your hair so he has better access to your neck. Shiver runs through your body when his fingers touch your skin. You take the beautiful heart in your hand and look at it. “It opens.” George tells you as he wraps his hands around you so he can take the heart in his hands, placing his chin on your shoulder. George opens the locket and there are two moving pictures of you two.
“Wow, this is amazing.” You tell him. Feeling him so close to you made you feel hot all of the sudden.
“Look.” He says and taps the top of the heart and the pictures change. “I’ve been working on this for the past week.” He tells you as the pictures change. It was amazing what magic could do. You turned around so you were facing him, not expecting to be so close to him.
“This is the most beautiful and meaningful thing anyone has ever given me, thank you so much Georgie.” You whisper to him feeling a tear run down your cheek. You pull him into a tight hug. It takes a second for him to hug you back, but when he does he places a soft kiss on your forehead too.
“You are the most beautiful and meaningful thing in my life y/n, I really meant it yesterday when I told you that I love you because I love you y/n.” He pulls away from you so he can look at your face, but his strong arms still wrapped around you. “I broke up with Heather after that night at the party, but you ran away from me yesterday so I couldn’t tell you that.” You were so shocked by his words, did George Wraskey actually love you?
“W-what?” Was the only thing you got out of your mouth.
“It’s okay if you don’t love me back, it really is but I needed to tell you. I have loved you since we met but I thought that you could never love me. Then Heather all of the sudden was interested in me so I went for it. It was a mistake because then you pulled away from me, it was so hard not to have you around anymore. Then you asked me to cuddle you and I realized that I had made a mistake, maybe there was a change that you felt the same way as I did. ” He takes a deep breath in before continuing, “Maybe there was a change that you loved me back, but it’s totally okay if you don’t. I’m happy to just be your best friend, anything to just have you in my life.” He was rambling on and all you could do was pull him into a kiss.
You had kissed boys before but you had never experienced anything like this kiss, it was just like out of a dream, maybe even better. The whole world around you disappeared and it was just you and him. The kiss ended way too soon for you as you two pulled away for air.
“Wow.” George breathes out. “Why haven’t you shut me up like that before.” Of course, he had to joke about the kiss.
“I love you Georgie.” You giggle at him.
“Say it again, please?” He asks you with a love sick look on his face.
“I love you, Georgie.”
“Does this mean you will finally be mine?”
“I don’t know, what do you think?” You ask him, a smirk forms on his lips. He kisses you again, not getting enough of the feeling of your lips on his.
“y/n y/l/n will you be my girlfriend, my future fiance, the future Mrs. Weasley, the future mother of my children and the future caretaker of mine.” George has this fake serious face on before he starts laughing, tint of blush spreads on his cheeks.
“I would love to George.” You laugh with him as he picks you up and spins your around a couple of times before placing you on the floor again.
“Merlin I love you.” He says before pulling you into another passionate kiss. It was meant to be, you and George Weasley were meant to be together.
“Bloody hell finally! Took long enough!” Fred’s words make you two pull away from each other, deep red blush spreading on both of your cheeks.
“Way to ruin the moment brother.” George groans out as he pulls you back into a hug.
“Next time put a sock on the handle or something, so I know not to come in! Lucky me that I didn’t come 10 minutes later really don’t wanna see you two making babies!” Fred lets you know, his words make you bury your face into George’s neck. “Use protection, I’m too young to be an uncle!” He yells out before closing the door after himself.
“To be honest I wouldn’t mind doing that activity with you.” George winks at you.
“George!” You yell out before slapping his arm playfully.
“What!? I was just joking, unless?”
“Merlin why did I have to fall in love with you.” You playfully groan before pulling him into another kiss. “I’m sure they won’t miss us for the next 20 minutes so make it quick Weasley.” you whisper to his ear.
“Thank Merlin that you did.” George replies before picking you up and throwing you onto his bed.
A/N:Do you guys want more maybe a fifth fluffy part? Let me know what you think and if you want to be tagged! It means a lot to me when you guys leave comments of what you think!!!
Pairing:George Weasley x reader & (platonic) Fred Weasley x reader
Warnings:angst
Words:3.5k
Summary:After a drunken night you find yourself waking up in George’s arms and you finally give into to the twins and head to the Burrow to spend your Christmas holiday with the Weasleys.
a/n: English isn’t my first laungage so sorry for all the mistakes!
It felt weird like someone was holding you, as you open your eyes and look around the room you realise you aren’t in your own bed and when you lift your head you see that you were laying on someone. You take a moment in the dark to try to figure out if the ginger underneath you is Fred or George but then the memories of last night come to your mind. How you had been dancing with Fred, Angelina and Lee in the common room when George had taken you to his room because he didn’t want you to sleep without someone keeping an eye on you. Small smile finds its way to your lips when you feel George bringing your body closer to his.
He had asked if you would come to spend Christmas at the Burrow and the memory of it made your heart mealt. He still wanted you there even if he had a girlfriend.
“Oh no…” You gasp to yourself. “Oh, no, no, no…” You slowly pull away from George’s strong grip trying your best not to wake him. Heather would kill you if she ever found out that you were sleeping next to her boyfriend. George had liked her for so long and you didn’t want to be the reason why he would lose her. You were the one who asked him to cuddle you last night, this was all your fault.
Looking around the room trying to find your own clothing. Hearing George move in his sleep, you quickly pick up your clothes from the chair next to his bed and sneak out of the room, hoping that none of the other boys realised that you were there next to him, not Heather. Making your way to your own dormitory, quickly getting under your covers and trying to fall asleep again. It was still dark outside, but the party clearly had been over for hours. Taking a deep breath in before pulling the cover over your head and trying to ignore the coldness around your body that mere minutes ago was the warmth of George’s body.
The next time when you wake up the room is full of light and all the other beds are empty. Looking at the clock to see that you had missed breakfast and lunch. Letting a groan out as you stretch your body. A headache hitting you like a bludger. Slowly getting up from the bed and changing out of Geroge’s clothes. After brushing your teeth and hair you walk into the common room. Finding Fred and Angelina cuddling up on the couch.
“So is it official yet?” You ask them as you walk closer. They both grin at you happily.
“Hellou sleepyhead and the answer would be, yes!” Fred tells you before kissing Angelina.
“Happy for you two. It was about time that you two got together.” You tell them. You were friends with Angelina too, but not as close as to the twins and the golden trio.
“Now it’s our turn to find someone special.” Lee looked up from his book, he was sitting on the floor leaning against the couch.
“Pretty sure there is a Hufflepuff that’s interested in you Lee. You should just ask her on a date.” Angelina spoke up from Fred’s lap. “And I happen to know that you like her too.”
“Fred you promised you wouldn’t tell anyone!” Lee groans as he throws the nearest pillow at Fred.
“Sorry, sorry!” Fred laughs at Lee.
“Sorry Lee but I’m pretty sure Fred told everyone.” You tell your friend, trying to hold in the laugh as you see Lee’s shocked face.
“Can’t tell a Weasley a sacred they never can keep them!” Lee yelled out before madly turning back to his book, you knew him well enough to know that he was just acting because he was smiling at his book clearly happy to know that the girl he fancied had feelings for him.
“Oi not true I have kept y/n’s crush a secret for years now.” Fred tries to defend himself but earns an angry look from you.
“Oh shut up Fred!” You tell him before throwing a pillow at him too.
“So you have known her crush for years and never told me! Why didn’t you tell me your crush y/n?” You hear George speak as he walks into the common room.
“I didn’t tell him either.” You mumble to George before shooting another angry look at Fred.
“I guess I’m just the smarter and better looking twin dear brother.” Fred states happily to George. “But brother tell me about the lucky girl in your bed last night.” You turn to look at George who looks at you, both clearly uncomfortable about the topic Fred had chosen. But to your luck that meant that no one knew that it was you in his bed.
“y/n have you decided yet if you are coming to the Burrow for Christmas yet?” George changes the topic, just ignoring what his twin had just said.
“Oh, I haven’t yet, sorry.” You let him know, you really wanted to go but you weren’t sure if it was the right thing to do because of your feelings towards the younger twin.
“Please y/n just come it will be so much fun, we need you there mum has a soft spot for you which means she will let us off the hook easily.” Fred tells you, but you can’t take your eyes of George. He looked sleepy and his hair was messy, he had clearly been running his finger through it.
“Please y/n come with us. I want to spend my Christmas with you.” George smiles at you as he speaks, making your heat melt once again.
“Well… I guess it would be better than spending it here alone.” You reply. A huge grin brakes on George’s lips as he picks you up into a tight hug.
“Thank you, thank you, darling! We will have the best Christmas together!” He laughs out as he lets go of you. “I need to write to mum that you are coming! she will be so happy!” He yells out before running into his dormitory. Blush the same color as the Weasley twins’ hair spreads on your cheeks. It made you so happy to see George that happy about you coming to the Burrow for Christmas.
“I’m happy too that you are coming but can’t say that I’m as happy as him.” Fred tells you. You turn to look at him and you see a smirk on his lips. “Seems like he really wants to spend some time with you away from school… away from other girls…” Fred continues before winking at you.
“I’m leaving.” You let him know before rushing out of the common room, you stop when the portrait closes and you place your hands on your burning cheeks. Maybe this Christmas would be a great one after all.
Before you knew it you packed your trunk and are ready to leave Hogwarts for the next two weeks. Everything had gone back to normal, you ate your food with your friends and hung out with them. Only thing that had changed was that George would sometimes disappear, probably to spend time with Heather. Luckily Heather hadn’t been joining your friend group anymore, which meant that you didn’t have to see her and George cuddle up right next to you. You pick up your trunk as you make your way down to the common room. Fred, Angelina and Lee waiting for you but no George to be seen.
“Ready to go?” Fred asks you and you just nod your head as you all make your way to the train. You all were sitting in a compartment. You were sitting by the window, Lee next to you and Angelina and Fred sitting opposite of you. It was almost time to go and George still wasn’t there and you weren’t sure if he was even coming to sit with you guys. Before you could think more into it the cart opened and Gorge was standing there panting, like he had just ran all the way here.
“Almost missed the train!” He chokes out as he squeezes between you and Lee. Wiping the sweat off of his forehead as he leans against the seat.
“Did you have to sit right between us? There is room on the other side because those two are practically sitting on each other’s lap.” Lee groans as he gets up and sits on the other side.
“I wanted to sit next to y/n.” George tells his friend before turning to you with a sweet smile.
“Well next time just come early and you can choose your own seat.” Fred laughs at his brother as he brings Angelina closer to his body so Lee would have more room next to them.
“Hey it’s okay I can go sit with Harry, Ron and ‘Mione they for sure have room for me.” You tell them as you are about to get up to go look for your other friends.
“No, no, no need for that. We all fit in here. Don’t we!” George speaks up as he pulls you back down. “And if it comes to it you can always sit on my lap.”
“y/n don’t be crazy it’s alright we all fit in here and if someone would need to leave it would be the one who got here last. And I’m sure Heather wouldn’t mind sitting with her boyfriend.” Fred grins at his brother with an evil looking glint in his eyes.
“Fred stop it.” Angelina whispers to her boyfriend harshly, but you could still hear it.
“Happy that you are coming with us y/n.” George lets you know, you turn to look at him with a smile.
“How could I miss out on Molly’s wonderful cooking, the house elves are great but nothing can beat Molly’s homemade meals.” You tell him with a smile, it was true. Molly did wonders in the kitchen. The rest of the train ride back to the platform 9 ¾ was spent talking with your friends and George and Fred talking about the new products they had come up with.
At the Kings Cross station, Arturh Weasley was waiting for you all. When you made it to the Burrow the whole house smelled like a dream, Molly had been spending hours cooking dinner for her kids and their friends. When Molly heard you enter the house she ran up to her kids and hugged every one of them, then she hugged Harry and Hermione and lastly you.
“I’m so happy that you decided to come after all!” Molly whispers to you as she hugged you a little harder. She was more of a mother to you than your own. She would send you letters asking how school was going and she sometimes sends you small packages of her baked goods.
“How could I say no to your invitation, Mrs. Weasley.” You smile at her when you pull away from her.
“Dear for the last time call me Molly! You are practically part of the family so Molly is more than fine.” She gave you a knowing look.
“Thank you, Molly.” You giggle before she makes all of you sit down around the table for dinner.
You are last to make it to the dinner table and the only free seat is between George and Ron. Dinner was amazing and it felt right to be here sitting with the Weasley family. Happy that you had decided to come after all, but it still made you nervous to be around George not sure how you should act around him and it seemed like George didn’t know how to be around you either. There was something weird going on between you two but you couldn’t put your finger on it.
The days went by spending time with the whole family, snowball fights, trips to the nearby town to get Christmas presents, game nights by the fire, a lot of hot chocolate, skating on the frozen lake next to the house and just enjoying your time away from school. You and George hadn’t spent any alone time, which made you sad and happy at the same time, usually when you were visiting you and George would sneak into Fred and his old treehouse and just talk about anything and everything.
It was the day before Christmas you all were skating on the lake, Hermione had stayed inside to do some homework. Ginny was trying to teach you how to skate backwards and it was a lot harder than it looked and the boys were playing something that resembled ice hockey.
“Come on y/n it’s not that hard, try harder!” Ginny yelled to you from the other side of the lake.
“It is hard Ginny! I’m really trying!” You yell back at her when you try again and this time you were doing it “Ginny look! I think I’m doing it!” you tell her excitedly. You hear the boys yell something to you and before you can make out what’s going on you you feel something under your skate and you crash down backward, hitting your head on the ice, hard.
“y/n!” You hear your name being yelled out everywhere around you. The world was spinning and your ears were ringing. You see someone kneel next to you, it was Fred or George not sure which because the world was a little too blurry to make out. You can see him moving his mouth but you can’t hear anything anymore. The world was slowly going black as you feel someone lif you into their arms.
Letting out a painful groan as you open your eyes, your head was killing you.
“y/n you are awake!” You hear worried George talk and before you can turn to look around the room to see where he was he was kneeling right in front of you. You look at him for a second and then around the room to see that you were laying on the couch in the living room and everyone was there looking at you. “How do you feel?” He asks you, his soothing voice bringing your eyes back to his handsome face. You let out another groan, he was talking too loudly to your liking.
“Like death.” You reply to the ginger.
“Mum she is awake!” You hear Fred yell to Molly.
“Fred please, don’t yell.” You mumble as you rub your eyes.
“I was so worried about you!” George’s voice is full of concern and you could feel his hand find its way to your cheek, tracing small circles with his thumb. You open your eyes again to look at him.
“How long was I out?” You ask him.
“Almost an hour, mum was about to take you to St. Mungo’s.”
“George go make some tea for her, let me look her over.” Molly spoke from behind his son, George looked at his mother before looking at you again. Even you could tell that he didn’t want to leave you.
“It’s okay Georgie.” You smile to him. He kisses your forehead before disappearing into the kitchen.
“Are you feeling okay dear?” Molly asks you taking Geroge’s place next to you on the couch. “Here drink this.” She gave you a small bottle of a potion. “For the pain.” She tells you as you smell the potion, the smell was disgusting and the taste was even worse.
“Here drink this it will help.” George hands you a cup of tea just the way you like it.
“Thank you.” You sit up on the couch and take a sip from the tea, already feeling better. “Sorry that I scared you all.” you feel the need to apologize to them, you felt like you had caused drama and stress to others and ruined their day.
“Don’t you apologize, you did nothing wrong. Accidents happen we are just relieved that you are okay.” Molly ensures you. “it’s getting late you kids should get into bed.” Molly turns to the younger kids and makes them go upstairs. All of them trying to protest wanting to be with you and see if you were okay but Molly gives them one look and all of them leave.
“Is it okay if I stay here for a little while I don’t feel like going to bed right now?” You ask her as you take another sip from your tea.
“Yes that’s okay dear but boys stay with her, I don’t want her to be alone after what happened.” Molly tells George before making her way up the stairs. That leaves you, George and Fred alone in the living room. George sits down next to you and Fred sits on the floor facing you.
“I’m sorry it was my fault, I was too into the game that I didn’t see you coming and it was my fault that you fell.” Fred explained what had happened. He sounded like he was about to cry and he looked down so you wouldn’t see his face.
“It’s okay Freddie, I don’t blame you it was my fault that I didn’t look where I was going I got too excited about how I was finally able to skate backwards.” You tell him, feeling bad that he was blaming himself for what happened.
“Are you sure you aren’t mad at me? I’m really sorry.” Fred finally looks up to you with red eyes.
“Of course I’m sure Fred!” It broke your heart to see his red eyes. “Come here, give me a hug.” You open your arms to him and he crawls up to you, still staying on the floor as he wraps his arms around you and leans his head on your stomach. You place one of your arms on his back and the other in his hair, playing with it.
“I’m really sorry I was so worried about you.” Fred sobs out as he hugs you harder.
“It’s okay really, Fred please don’t cry. I’m okay.” You had never seen Fred like this, were they all this worried about you? After a while Fred’s sobs turn into sniffles and he gets up from the floor.
“I-I think I will go to bed if that’s okay with you.”
“Good night Fred. It really is okay I don’t blame you.” You try to assure him for the last time before he mumbles out a small, “goodnight” before disappearing upstairs as well.
“I was really worried too.” George speaks up after a while, you had been in your own little world forgetting that he was still sitting next to you. You turn to face him with a small smile and you take his hand in yours, playing with his fingers.
“I’m sorry for causing so much worry. I will never skate again.” You try to joke because the air between had become so thick that you probably could cut it with a butter knife. George shakes his head at you and pulls you into a tight hug, placing his head on top of yours. “Someone has to keep you on your toes.”
“Never scare me like that, I don’t know what I would have done if something more serious had happened.” He whispers to you. You pull him closer to your body wanting to feel all of him.
“I promise I will try my best to be careful from now on.”
“You mean so much to me I can’t even imagine losing you. I love you so much y/n.” He had told you before that you loved you but this time it felt different. Like it meant more than just a friend love kind of way. You let out a sigh, he would never love you like you wanted especially when he was with Heather, his dream girl.
“I love you too Georgie.” You pull away from him so you could see his face, his hands still around you.
“I really do love you.” His words hurt more than brought you comfort because he didn’t love you like you wanted to be loved by him.
“Sure you do.” You didn’t mean to say it out loud.
“What do you mean by that.”
“Nothing George. I’m tired I think I should go to bed.” You tell him before getting up, his hands falling from you.
“I do mean it, like in a love love kind of way.” George speaks up before taking your hand.
“Stop it, George, you are with Heather.” You pull away from him, feeling the tears burning in your eyes as you run up the stairs into Ginny’s room. Closing the door behind you quietly not wanting to wake Hermione and Ginny up. Leaning against the door letting the tears run down your cheeks freely, placing your hand on your mouth trying to keep the sobs from falling from your lips. Loving George Weasley hurts.
A/N: There will be atleast one more part to this! Let me know what you think and if you want to be tagged!
You had been avoiding George which led to you avoiding Fred and Lee as well. They were almost always together unless George was somewhere with Heather. It had been almost a week since George gave you his sweater. It was easy to stay away from him on school days because you had only one class together where you sat on the other side of the class. You didn’t even go to eat in the Great Hall anymore. You would sneak into the kitchen and the house elves were happy to give you some food.
George tried to talk to you but every time he was close to you, you would turn around and hide. Not ready to face your best friend and especially after the rumor started to spread that George and Heather were officially dating now.
Luckily it was a week and a half until Christmas which meant that the Weasleys were all going back to the Burrow in a couple of days.
It was Friday and your last class had finally finished. You picked up all your things and were thinking about going to the kitchen, you had skipped lunch again, it had become normal for you to skip eating because you didn’t want to bother the house elves too much. Making your way out of class and your eyes meet with familiar brown eyes and ginger hair but luckily it was Fred.
“y/n.” Fred didn’t sound happy at all and you give him a smile as you walk up to him.
“Hello Freddie. How is Angelina?” You try to take the conversation elsewhere. You knew that he wanted to talk about the fact that you had been avoiding him and your other two friends.
“Don’t you even try y/l/n.” Fred said wrapping his arm around you. He started walking pulling you along with him.
“I’m sorry. I hate it when you call me by my last name and you know it.” You whine to him trying to get away from his strong grip.
“Don’t even try to run away from me again. I miss my best friend and we are going to dinner and talk.” You stop walking as you hear him mention dinner. You really didn’t want to see George and going to dinner at Great Hall meant you would have to sit with him.
“Oh, I’m not hungry.” You tell him but he looks at you with an annoyed look.
“You haven’t been to the Great Hall for days. You need to eat woman.” He raises his voice a little. “Sorry, I’m just worried about you as all of us, especially George.” He lowers his voice as he apologizes. He takes your hand into his. “Please just come to dinner with me. You don’t have to talk to my stupid git of a brother but please don’t push me away as well.” You could hear the pain in his voice and you knew that he knew why you had been avoiding them all.
“Okay.” You breathe out and start walking again with him. “It’s just hard to see him and her together.” You didn’t want to use their names, Fred would know who you were talking about.
“I knew that you liked him and you tried to hide it from me!” He joked but when he saw the way you looked at him he whispered out a small “sorry.”
“Are you going to tell me what’s going on with you and Angelina or not?” You wanted to change the subject.
“Well we aren’t dating yet but we might have snogged a couple of times.” You let out a gasp at his words.
“Finally!” You laugh happily. He had tried to make a move on her since Yule Ball.
”I knew you would be proud of me. I will ask her on a date this weekend, hoping to make it official before Christmas.” He tells you as you two walk into the Great Hall. You are surprised to see Lee sitting alone at the Gryffindor table. Looking around the Great Hall you find George Weasley sitting at the Ravenclaw table with Heather and her friends.
“Speaking of Christmas. Mum wants you to come to the Burrow.” Fred lets you know as you two sit down to the opposite side of Lee.
“Nice to see you y/n!” Lee speaks up but you are still shocked by Fred’s words.
“She wants me to come to the Burrow with you? Why?” You choke out. Lee lets out a groan when you ignore him. “Sorry. Hi Lee. Fred continues.” You give a quick wave and nod to Lee before turning to face your best friend again. You had been at the Burrow for a couple of weeks each summer since you met Fred and George but never for Christmas. You loved the place it felt like home more than your parents house had ever felt but with the whole George situation, you didn’t want to ruin their family Christmas because you felt weird being around George.
“Yes mum wants you to come. She doesn’t want you to spend another Christmas here alone.” He tells you as he starts putting food on your plate.
“I can take my own food, Fred.” You tell him as you push his hands away from your plate and start to pick your own food. “But I always spend my Christmas here. I really don’t mind.” You let him know as you start to eat. You missed eating with your friends but it felt weird to be here without George. You look over to the Ravenclaw table where you last saw him. Your eyes meet with his but you quickly turn to look at your plate. His hands were around her and it made your heart drop to your stomach. “I like to spend my Christmas here.” You try to convince Fred.
“Wasn’t it last Christmas when we came back and you told us how you hated to be here alone at Christmas?” Lee speaks up and you give him an angry glare.
“Mum will kill us if we don’t bring you with us. So I will not take no for an answer!” Fred lets you know before shoveling more food on his plate. “Don’t even try to fight me on this.” He continues this time with a mouth full of food.
“You are disgusting Fred Weasley.” You tell him not wanting to talk about Christmas any longer. There was no way that you would go to the Burrow. Suddenly someone sits down next to you and wraps an arm around your shoulder, that someone smelled just like George’s sweater that had lost its scent a couple of nights ago.
“We are friends again?” George asks happily as you turn to look at him, forcing a smile on your lips.
“When weren’t we friends?” You ask as you turn back to your food feeling uncomfortable with him being so close to you so you push his hand off of you. George is shocked and hurt by your action, you never pushed him away before.
“I guess not then…” He mumbles as he turns to his brother. “Did you tell her the happy news that she is coming to the Burrow for Christmas?” You stand up after hearing his words, who did he think he was? You had your own mind and you could choose yourself where you would spend your damn Christmas.
“I’m not coming! You two can’t choose for me! Say thank you to Molly but I will not come for Christmas!” You raised your voice at the twins, turning around and walking out of the Great Hall.
“What’s wrong with her? She usually loves to visit?” George asks his brother. You always told them how much you loved to spend time with them at the Burrow and how it felt like home. The twins were so happy when their mother had asked them to bring you with them to celebrate Christmas with the family because you were family to them. George hated how you had been avoiding them, it hurt him. He wanted you next to him, you were his best friend, his other half besides Fred.
“I don’t know, I will go talk to her.” Fred tells George brother before getting up and walking after you. There were a couple of places he knew where you could be but the closest place was the kitchen so he headed down there. Finding you curled up by the fire with a mug of tea in your right hand and a cookie in the other. “I knew I would find you from here.” He smiles as he sits down next to you. Turning to face you to see tears running down your cheeks ”Oh y/n come here.” He wraps his hands around you and you put down the mug and hug Fred back crying.
“I hate fighting with you guys.” You whisper to him as you sob against his chest. It had been one of the hardest weeks of your life, you had spent almost every minute with them since you three met each other and a week avoiding them was hard on you.
“You don’t need to come with us if you really don’t want to. Mum will understand.” He whispers into your hair. “I just wanted you to come because I love to spend time with you. I don’t want you to be here alone for another Christmas when my whole family loves you and wants you there.”
“I want to come.” You sob out to him, pulling away from him wiping your tears away. “I would love to come but I don’t think it’s the best idea. I think I need some time to myself and Christmas break will give it to me.” You tell him, giving him a sad smile.
“I would mean the world to me and George if you did! Even Harry and Hermione are coming!” he explains to you. Hoping to change your mind. “Just think about it, we still have a couple of days to go. Okay?”
“I will but you promise to me you won’t be mad if I don’t.”
“I promise.” He promises before hugging you again. “I will be sad but not mad.” You let out a small giggle at his words.
“You really want me to come don’t you?” He nods his head before kissing your forehead.
“Now let’s go back to the common room, it’s getting late and we have a quidditch match tomorrow, I need you to be there cheering for me.” He tells you as he gets up and pulls you with him.
The next morning you got up early and made your way to the library wanting to study before going to watch the quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. You didn’t even know what time it was when Hermione walked up to you, too focused in your potions essay.
“y/n! We will be late to the game! get up, let’s go!” She hurriedly helped you to gather all your things into your bag. “You need something warmer to wear! Go quickly I will save you a seat.”
“Thanks Mione.” You give the younger girl a quick hug before running to the common room. Running up the stairs throwing your bag on your bed and getting the nearest sweater you see and pulling it over your head and grabbing your jacket before making your way to the quidditch pitch. As you climb up the stairs to the stands you hear people yelling, the match has already started. Finally finding Hermione in the sea of people.
“Thank you so much for saving me a seat, Fred would have hexed me if I wouldn’t have shown up.” You tell the girl as you turn to watch the game. “Did I miss much?”
“Not really it just started.” she tells you. The Gryffindors are in the lead when Harry catches the snitch and you can hear Lee roar “Harry Potter catches the snitch and Gryffindor has won the game!”
You happily cheer for your house as you and Hermione make your way to the pitch to congratulate the team.
“Well done Harry!” You yell to your friend when you and Hermione reach the team. Hermione wrapping Ron into a happy hug when she realises what she has done she awkwardly pulls away from the boy whose cheeks are as red as his hair.
“y/n!” You hear someone yell as someone picks you up and spins you around before placing you back down. George is looking at you with a goofy grin. “We won!”
“Y-yeah you won.” You let out a giggle as he hugs you again. It felt so good to be in his arms once again. “You played great Georgie.” You tell him as he pulls away from you, not letting his hands fall from you.
“Of course I did when my lucky charm was watching me!” He laughs, his words make you blush like crazy and you are sure you look just like Ron did a couple of seconds ago.
“Really hope you are talking about me.” someone says behind George and as he pulls away you can see that Heather is standing there with a beautiful dark blue sweater with a big yellow G on it.
“Oh hi Heather.” George smiles as he kisses her cheek. Heather’s eyes don’t leave you and that’s when you realise that she isn’t looking at you but the sweater that you are wearing. That moment you realise that in your hurry to get to the match in time you had accidentally put on the sweater George had given you.
“Nice sweater y/l/n.” Heather says with a smile on her lips, but the tone of her voice told you that she wasn’t happy to see you in her boyfriend’s sweater. George was looking between you two about to say something, but luckily Fred ran up to you guys.
“We won y/n, we won!” He laughs as he hugs you. “We are having a party at the common room so it’s time for us to bring out our hidden firewhiskey!” he tells you excitedly.
“Go clean yourselves up. I will go get the firewhiskey out of its hiding place then.” You tell your best friend, wanting to get away from there because you could feel Heather’s eyes burning a hole into you.
“Okay we will see you in 30 minutes at the common room!” Fred tells you before he and George make their way to get cleaned. You made your way to a hidden passage where you and the twins usually hide your alcohol. Before you know it a full on party is happening in the Gryffindor common room celebrating the quidditch win. You had changed out of George’s sweater and drowned yourself into shots of firewhiskey with Fred, not even able to count how many shots you had taken.
You were dancing happily on a table with Fred, Lee and Angelina when George walked up to you four. You were clearly the most drunk because Lee had to keep you steady so you wouldn’t fall off the table.
“Hey George having fun?” Fred asked his twin happily. Fred gives you the firewhiskey bottle so you could take another shot from it, but before your lips could meet the bottle it was cone from your hands.
“Hey!” You yell out to see where it had gone to be met with a serious looking George looking up to you. “I wanted to take a shot, Georgie give it back.” You whine at him as you try to grab the bottle from him but you lose your balance and fall straight into his arms.
“I think you have had enough drinks for tonight.” He laughs as he gives the firewhiskey back to his brother and picks you up bridal style and starts taking you to the dormitories.
“Hey where are you taking me! I still wanna dance. The party is still going!” You try to get out of his strong grip but George doesn’t let you.
“I think it is time for us to go to sleep darling. We can party another night.” He tells you as he places you on a bed, you look around the room to see that this wasn’t your bed or not even your dormitory.
“Where am I?” You ask him confused.
“In my room you are too drunk to sleep without someone keeping an eye on you darling.” George tells you as he is looking for something. “Here change into these.” He throws a pair of his pajama pants and a t-shirt, you look down at the clothes in your hand.
“Heather won’t like me wearing these.” You turn to face him and see that he himself has already changed into pajamas.
“Do you need help changing?” He ignores your comment completely.
“No, I can do it myself.” You tell him and he nods his head before turning to around so you could change in private. It takes you a couple of tries but you finally manage to get them on correctly. “You can turn around now.”
George turns around and takes in the way you look dressed in his pajamas, smile on his lips as he pulls the covers from his bed. “In you go so I can tuck you in.” He tells you and you lay down on his bed, his smell surrounding you.
“Where are you going to sleep?” You ask him as he tucks you into his bed.
“I’m going to take the chair over there.” He tells you before kissing your forehead before starting to make his way to the char but you stop him by taking his hand in yours.
“Can you cuddle me?” You whisper, not sure if it was okay to ask him to sleep next to you. You were drunk but not drunk enough not to know what you were doing.
“Sure.” He whispers back as you pull the covers up so he can lay down next to you. He wraps one of his arms around you and you place your head on his chest. “I really hope that you will come spend Christmas with us. I really want you there y/n.” You turn to look at him and you two smile at each other.
“Maybe I will.” You tell him before placing your head back on his chest.
“Goodnight darling.” He whispers against your hair.
“Goodnight Georgie.” You whisper back to him before falling asleep in his arms.
A/N:There will be a part3 to this! Let me know what you think and if you want to be tagged!
