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acciojaeyun · 2 years
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from the demographic i have acquired from my twitter, i have seen the trend:
fred weasley favs are to steve harrington favs;
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the same goes for george weasley favs are to eddie munson favs.
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with tumblr being a different environment as compared to twitter (a larger demographic, at that from my moots), i would like to know whether the same is applied here.
you are free to disagree.
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turvi · 1 year
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Hi! I was wondering if you could do a George Weasley x reader where she's Harry's ago and either Remus or Sirius daughter? Thank you (:
Hope you like this. Both Remus and Sirius are fathers.
Warning: Kissing, Dramatic Sirius
Y/n woke feeling excited to spend summer vacation with the Weasleys. Her parents were alright about it in fact they were looking forward to spending some quality time alone. Because of the war, they were forced to stay apart for nearly a decade. 
“Good Morning Love” Sirius greeted you from the kitchen. 
“Good morning pops” she wished him as he laid her breakfast in front of her and kissed her temple. 
“Did you sleep well?” 
“Yes father” 
“Don’t call me that it makes me sound… old” He gasped 
“You are old” she replied with a smirk 
He sniffed again “take that back” 
By now Remus was also up from all the commotion. He silently went up to Sirius and hugged him while he was busy arguing with Y/n about how he was not old. 
“Don’t you guys have better things to do than bicker?” Remus groaned into Sirius’ neck 
“It gives a kickstart to our morning” Sirius replied his lover handing his breakfast 
“You need hobbies both of you” 
“Good morning Papa” Y/n wished Remus with a bright smile 
“Good morning pumpkin, have you packed everything?” He asked ever the concerned parent. 
“Yes. And checked twice too like you always say.” 
“Do you really have to go pumpkin? Our home is going to feel so empty without you” Sirius gave his best puppy eyes that always used to work in his favor. 
“Pops not this again please” she got up to get her bags from her room. She loved spending time with her parents and cherished their moments together after the war she gained a new perspective on life. This is the reason she decided to spend her break at the Burrow. 
“Has Harry reached there?” Sirius asked helping her with her luggage. 
“Yeah everyone is there except for me” 
“Yes stick with him those twins are always up to something mischievous” Sirius shivered remembering the last time twins were at their home and played a prank on Sirius. 
“Hmm, but they feel a bit familiar to me” she smirked at her father who was trying to process her words.
Before she could leave someone came stumbling out of the fireplace. Remus got up to see it was George. 
“Hey, Darling” George practically sprinted towards Y/n ignoring the glares of Sirius Black. He embraced her and twirled her around but was immediately interrupted by Sirius. 
“Unhand her you dunderhead” 
George carefully put y/n down and took her luggage “It was nice meeting you Mr. Black and Mr. Lupin, we will see you soon” 
As soon as George held Y/n’s wrist Sirius pulled her back. “Not so fast young lad, Y/n why is this creature calling you darling.”
“Pops I told you he is my boyfriend” 
Sirius gasped “Oh no he isn’t” 
“Dad are you alright?” 
“Oh godric I think I am going to have a heart attack” 
Y/n looked up at Remus who was reading newspaper and drinking his morning tea “Oh, he will be fine, you guys carry on. We will see you soon hun” 
“You better keep one arm distance with her” Sirius’ threat fell in empty ears as the couple had left.
George picked up Y/n’s luggage kissing her lips briefly before apparating to his humble abode. 
“My own daughter how could she do this to me?” 
Remus sighed “Exactly love she is your daughter she has a thing for trouble and George isn’t that bad” 
“Not that bad! He dyed my hair purple, you of all people should know how much I love my hair” Sirius sassed. 
“Oh I know” Remus retorted when suddenly noticed a solemn look on his lover’s face. Remus obviously loved Y/n but she had wrapped Sirius around her fingers ever since she was a little baby.  
As a baby when she refused to sleep and wailed in Remus’s arms she would immediately fall asleep in Sirius' arm. With Y/n Remus found a new soft and more loving side of his lover
“Moony my little pumpkin has grown up. She has a boyfriend now.” 
Remus sighed and hugged Sirius. Merlin knows he needed it. 
“Padfoot she will be back before you know it.” 
“Why did she have to date that weaselboy?” 
“I think she takes after me for that matter. Falling for a troublemaker” Remus gives him a loving smile that always seems to comfort Sirius. They kissed as they slow danced in their home enjoying the peace the morning had brought. 
"She will be fine love she has us" Remus tried to comfort him.
"Yeah, "Sirius smiled at him kissing his lips and scars Remus' chuckle echoing in the house.
BONUS 
Y/n and George were under his blanket sharing kisses and laughs. 
“I can’t wait to marry you” George confessed with a lovesick smile. 
“My father has barely accepted you as my boyfriend and you are talking about marriage” she pointed out even though she loved the idea that he presented her. 
“It’s ok I will always be here. With you. It is fine if we never get married I still want to spend my life with you.” 
“Ohh dear, George I think you love me” 
He chuckled “You think?” He kissed her lips, his cold hands leaving goosebumps on her waist as he pins her on her bed. They are interrupted by tapping on the window. They both peep from the blanket to see a very aghast Sirius Black. 
“This is not one arm distance Weasley!!!!” 
“I think you should start running George” 
“Good idea love.”
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maricoolerthanme · 1 year
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~ updated on June 3rd, 2023 ~
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desideriumwriter · 8 months
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DESIDERIUMWRITER’S G.W. MASTERLIST
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all masterlists
♡ = fluff | ☆ = angst | ♢ = unhappy ending | ❁ = happy ending
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♡ Blindsided - As the Gryffindor Quidditch team celebrates their win on the field, Malfoy begins to openly throw insults in front of George and Fred towards them, their parents, Harry, and you. George isn’t able to ignore and shrug off his mockery. It only ends in a shocking altercation between the Redheaded Gryffindor and sneering Slytherin.
♡ Don’t Make Her Wait -  With the Yule Ball coming up, George knows who he wants to take as his date, you. Too nervous to ask, Fred helps him out with a bit of luck.
♡ Here Comes Your Man - Coming Soon!
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Take Care of Each Other
Warnings: angst, death of a major character, George grieving
Summary: An old friend returns on the morning of Fred's funeral.
This is a continuation of sorts to Oh, Brother. It's not necessary to read the first one, but it will give you a bit more background to this story.
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It was the morning of Fred's funeral and the Weasley family was gathered at the Burrow. Charlie came downstairs from his bedroom with something in his hand. "Hey, George. I found this in my old trunk. I guess somebody thought it was mine and tossed it in there."
"Oh--wow. Thanks, Charlie. I always wondered what happened to him." George's voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.
You felt more than heard your husband shudder. "Wanna walk outside, Georgie?"
He nodded.
Once you were far away from the ears and eyes of his family, George's composure broke. You felt his knees buckle as he clutched Beans to his chest. Sinking down with him, you held him close until his wracking sobs subsided.
"Fred always wanted Beans." George said, still clutching his lost treasure. "We fought over him all the time."
You knew all the stories of the infamous Beans. When George and Fred were three years old, George found the tiny, purple, stuffed dragon at a rummage sale and just had to have him. He named him Beans after his favorite food at the time. For the next few years he and Fred clashed over the toy, resulting in more than a few bruises and a bit of bloodshed on one occasion.
Eventually, as they got older, George played less and less with his wee dragon, and the fighting over Beans stopped altogether.
Then, at some point, the tiny beast disappeared. That's when the jokes started.
"I know you have him." George would tease.
"Who?"
"Beans. I know you two secretly cuddle at night."
"Well, of course we do. I don't flop around like a fish out of water in my sleep. The poor fellow can finally get a decent night's rest."
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Over time, what started out as a joke, became a way for George and Fred to say 'I love you' to one another, without actually saying the words. The two of them joked about Beans the last night Fred was alive, before The Battle of Hogwarts.
So, it was only natural that George made the choice he did.
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After the funeral, you and George lingered while everyone else went outside. You stood together next to the casket and you pulled Beans from the inside of your cloak, handing him to George.
"Freddie, look, it's Beans." George said, holding up the little purple dragon. "Charlie found him in his trunk. You're finally off the hook, mate," he chuckled, placing Beans next to Fred. "He's gonna look after you while we're apart. But, I want him back when we see each other again, so you look after him, too."
You and George stayed with Fred until Bill stepped back inside. "Sorry," he apologized. "They're ready to head to the cemetery."
You nodded. "We'll be out in a moment."
Once Bill was gone, the two of you turned back to Fred.
"We gotta go." George's voice cracked. "I love you, Freddie." He reached down and briefly touched Fred's hand and then touched Beans. "I love you too, Beans. Take good care of each other."
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keykeep · 2 years
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You Belong To Me- George Weasley
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This is based off Taylor Swift's You Belong To Me and is gender neutral.
Dear George,
I notice you two fighting in the Gryffindor common room it is a typical sight for everyone recently. This arguing between you two seems to happen more often lately, and I have noticed the crease lines across your forehead, I notice the dark circles under your eyes and your irritability in classes. Your lack of jokes.
I haven’t seen that gorgeous smile since she brought your mood down. But every time I ask you if you are alright it's always the same answer you say you’re fine but I know you better than that. 
I miss the old you where you would laugh with Fred and play practical jokes on everyone. The sweet you that would light up a room by entering it, the contagious laugh that got McGonagall to laugh as well.
The sweet talking that could always get you out of detention on a Friday night. That way you ran your fingers through your messy ginger hair as you spoke. I miss the dimples when you smiled like really genuine smiling where it reached your eyes.
She doesn't understand your need for validation. your insecurities such as your crooked smile or that cocky attitude in Quidditch. Your messy hair and she don’t understand you as I do. 
But as I sit here writing this by the fire and watching this daily argument I can't help but daydream that it's me in her shoes knowing that we wouldn’t fight this much.
I know that your girlfriend has something I could never get. YOU. 
 Not for lack of trying but to you it’s like I am as invisible as a ghost. A friend nothing more, nothing less but I was here for you longer. We have been friends since the train ride to Hogwarts First Year.
I know your favourite band, your favourite Quidditch team, your dreams, aspirations and nightmares, what you are scared of (even if you pretend you haven't got any) and how many freckles line your cheeks. I can make you laugh until you cry.
If only you could open your eyes that what you want has been here the whole time.
On the weekend, we were walking through Hogsmeade laughing with our friends and I can't help thinking that this is how easy love should be. It isn’t forced like you and her are and it is a natural reaction with no complications. What are you doing with a person like that? When our love is so easy already.
I think I know where you belong I think I know it’s with me. 
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slytherclaw1978 · 1 year
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i want to marry george weasley so bad. it's ridiculous at this point
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wordofthewicked · 2 years
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Switched- A Fred and George Weasley Fan Fic
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Fred and George Weasley are the most infamous duo at Hogwarts- you'll never find one without the other trailing close behind. Many people can't even tell them apart, and even fewer try to figure it out. However, there is more to the twins than meets the eye. Perhaps being two halves of the same whole isn't their choice in the first place. When a date with George's longtime crush leads to a new budding romance, chaos ensues within the Gryffindor house. This girl holds some key to George's future, but can he outrun the danger that comes with loving her?
~All characters, places, objects, and events that happen in the Harry Potter Universe are property of J.K Rowling. I own none of them. This book is purely a work of fan fiction.~
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Switched Masterlist (All parts)
Chapter Three- The Boathouse
Stevie's POV:
The arrival of the Beauxbaton and Durmstrang students was as spectacular as it was anticipated.
However, once the initial excitement wore off, the extra students became more of a burden than anything. Suddenly there were lines to use the toilets in between classes, and walking through the halls became more of a slow crawl than the normal swift movements.
"Merlin's Beard! KEEP MOVING. YOU CAN'T JUST STAND THERE BECAUSE YOU'RE LOST AGAIN!" I shouted, squeezing past a cluster of Durmstrang girls who had blocked off an entire half of the first floor corridor.
"What's got you all up in arms today?" Adrian questioned, running to keep up with me.
"I'm not up in arms. I'm just tired of having to leave 15 minutes early to be able to make it to breakfast on time." I groaned at the sight of a Beauxbaton's couple locked at the lips.
"They're only going to be here until the tournaments over. And some of the Durmstrang guys are pretty cool." Adrien shrugged.
I abruptly swung around to face him, forcing Adrien to walk into me, as he didn't have enough time to stop. "They don't even let Muggleborns in their school. How cool can any of them be?"
Adrien sighed and turned me back around, guiding me to continue walking. "Don't tell me you're letting that Weasley boy get into your head already. You haven't even gone out with him yet."
"Piss off." I rolled my eyes, shaking his arms off of my shoulders. I quickly climbed down the stairwell next to me, and headed into the potions classroom. Adrien followed, sitting down beside me.
"How are you feeling about the date anyways? Change your mind yet?" He whispered as Snape strolled by.
I pulled out my potions textbook and set it on the table in front of us. "Nervous, I guess. I've never been on an actual date before- and like it or not I'm still going."
"Honestly, I'm surprised you said yes. Didn't think you cared about anything before the sex." Adrien mumbled, opening his book to the page number written on the board.
I slapped his arm, "That was so uncalled for."
"But not wrong."
"Why are you so concerned with what I chose to do?" I hissed back, flipping passed the potion instructions I was looking for.
"I'm not concerned. Just surprised is all." He huffed.
"Oh really? That's not what it sounds like to me. You've been such an arse since George asked me out. I don't know if you're just jealous or something, but you need to sort it out."
"Jealous? Is that what you think I am?" He snorted, rolling his eyes "You're that desperate for attention, now?"
"Seriously- what is your deal? I don't know what you want me to do." I cried, slamming my hands down on the table.
"Well maybe stop mentioning George when you know I'm in love with you!" Adrian hissed, his breathing starting to speed up.
"You brought it up! I haven't even- wait. You're... what?" I stuttered.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Pucey and Miss Blythe- I was unaware that your conversation was more important than my potions lesson." Snape scowled, staring over at me and Adrian.
"M'sorry sir." We echoed, straightening up against his glare.
"As I was saying, you will be brewing a draught of peace. I expect you all to begin thinking about whether or not you want to be in this classroom next year. From the looks of it, my N.E.W.T.S level class will be quite small..."
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George's P.O.V
Professor McGonagall was standing at the front of the room, demonstrating some spell we were supposed to be learning. My eyes were watching the clock above her heading, praying for the ticking to slow down. My date with Stevie was supposed to be tomorrow, and every hour that marked it closer made me more nervous.
Despite dreaming about this day for years, I never wanted it to come. I knew Fred and I were going to switch- because of my nerves being on high alert, it'd been happening every 30 minutes or so. During the actual date, there's no telling how often we could go back and forth.
Fred slid a note to me, his eyes not leaving the gerbil in the front of the room that had just been a tea cup moments ago.
You look like you're gonna to be sick.
I rolled my eyes before quickly scribbling down a response.
I’ll try to miss your shoes. No promises.
Fred snorted quietly and wrote back to me.
How about you pay attention? I haven't understood a thing she's said so you'll have to figure it out.
I crumpled up the note and shoved it into the pocket of my robes. Despite my best efforts, I couldn't manage to cling onto a word McGonagall was saying. My thoughts kept creeping back to the chance meeting on the astronomy tower, and the way her laugh sounded with her tired, morning voice.
I felt dazed, as if somehow I was Imperiused, but my anxiety was multiplied instead of fading away. Perhaps I'd rather be Imperiused than have this damned gnawing in my chest.
As soon as the clock signaled the end of class, I bolted up out of my seat. I heard Fred scrambling to follow me, trying to match my pace.
"Oi- what're you in such a rush for?" He called from behind me.
I sighed before slowing down, letting him catch up with me. "Just nervous s'all." I mumbled.
"Well knock it off- Lee just got our new shipment of goods in, and we've got a whole new selection of products to try out tonight. Our new prototype of fainting fancies should be ready by now!" Fred chattered.
I nodded and gave him a weak smile, my mind still drifting off to what was to come. Fred continued to rhapsodize about our new products, and I didn't have the heart to tell him I wasn't listening. I knew business would be booming, and Fred and Lee would need me on my A game to round up enough first years to try them out. As we passed the stairs to the dungeons, Stevie came storming up them, a desperate looking Adrian following behind her.
"Look- Stevie stop. Would you just listen to me?" Adrian cried, grabbing ahold of her forearm.
"Let. Go. Of. Me." She spat, attempting to wiggle her arm from his grasp.
"No," Adrien tightened his grip around her "not until you hear me out."
"Seriously A- you're hurting me." Stevie whimpered, no longer struggling against him.
"She said let go, mate." I snarled, standing protectively behind Stevie.
He let go of her arm with a huff, shoving it back to Stevie's side. "Oh great- her knight in second hand armor."
"Are we going to have a problem here?" Fred asked, coming to stand behind Adrian.
The combination of the fact that we were cornering him and that we towered over him quite a bit, made Adrian back down quite quickly.
"No. I guess we don't." He slinked away, turning fast on his heels and running back down the stairs to the dungeons.
"Are you alright, love?" I asked, moving to stand in front of Stevie.
She took in a shaky breath before nodding her head. Her arm was slightly red where Adrian had grabbed it, just showing below the hem of her sleeve.
"I'm gonna head up to the common room. I'll see you later." Freddie whispered, leaving Stevie and I alone, with the dozens of onlookers in the corridor.
"Do you wanna go somewhere and talk? Or I can take you back down to your common room." I offered, smiling softly at her.
"Uh yeah, I'd love to talk actually." Stevie started heading towards the front steps of the school, ignoring the glances of those around us.
I followed her, not asking where we were going. We passed through the entrance corridor, and she quickly began racing down the rest of the steps, heading towards the lake. Since it was beginning to fade into October, there was a slight chill in the air that got worse the farther we descended. Stevie didn't slow her pace until we were outside the boathouse and she yanked the handle, pulling open the solid wooden door.
"Shut it behind you. Last time we didn't, a blast ended skrewt followed us in here. It wasn't terribly fun." She called over her shoulder.
I did as she asked and watched as she began climbing the ladder into one of the boats hanging on the wall.
"Come here often I presume?" I joked, quickly climbing up after her.
"You can say that. I come here to get away from everyone. I don't usually bring other people here just..." Stevie's words trailed off.
"Pucey." I finished.
She nodded before wistfully looking across the room, lost in some thought I couldn't uncover even if I tried. There were multiple blankets and pillows piled in the boat, making it feel more like a hammock than anything else. We swayed slightly, the breeze growing stronger now, and I suddenly realized how nervous I was. Somehow the rush of being able to save her from Adrian had overshadowed the fact that I am absolutely terrified to be alone with her. Yet- when I looked at her face, her sad eyes glistening with unshed tears, I felt my fears melt away.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I offered, reaching out and gingerly taking one of her hands in mine. My quite large hands covered her dainty one easily. She was freezing, and I quickly picked up her other hand to help warm her a bit.
"I'm going to sound crazy." She smiled at me, shaking her head slightly.
"I know a thing or two about crazy. Try me." I encouraged, smiling back.
"I've known Adrian since our first year- he's one of the only people that I talk to. My dormmates suck, and so do his. Naturally, we quickly became friends and take every class together. He's my best friend, but after you asked me out it's like he changed. He was so mad at me for saying yes, and spent the past week trying to change my mind. Then during potions today he-" her voice trailed off and she took in a deep breath. I squeezed her hands lightly signaling her that it was okay to continue. "He told me he's in love with me. I knew he had feelings for me, but I thought it was a crush at best.  Both of our parents have been pushing for it- nothing's better than a pureblood relationship to them. But who wants to grow up exactly according to their parents plans? Then suddenly I'm the arse because I don't want to date him? I've never seen him so mad before today. The way he looked at me right before you interrupted- it kind of scared me. And then I also kinda feel guilty because maybe our friendship this whole time was me unknowingly leading him on. Perhaps this is the only way to not disappoint my parents, go into a loveless marriage and then- fuck, I'm so sorry I'm just rambling to you."
I smiled at her and pulled her into my arms. Her body relaxed against mine, and I instinctively brought my hands to run through her hair. "You're not an arse just because you don't have feelings for someone. You don't need to do everything your parents want, either. You're allowed to have your own dreams."
She sniffled a little and laughed into my chest "You haven't met my parents."
"Well, I'll make sure to disappoint them when I do." I joked, closing my eyes.
We stayed there for a moment, just the two of us, swaying slightly in the boat. It was like we were the only people left in the world. My heart wasn't beating out of control- it was just thrumming desperately against my throat. My hands were calm and still against her body and I swore I could almost stay like that forever. She pulled away from chest and brought her face inches away from mine. I felt my breath hitch in my chest, stopping me from being able to breathe properly. I moved my hand to tuck a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.
"Can I-?" I couldn't even get the words fully out before she crashed her lips into mine.
The world was sucked out from under me. I felt like I was floating- somewhere beyond time and space. There was nothing left except her lips on mine, and the smell of her perfume. I silently begged for more time here, for us not to switch right now. I pulled away from her lips and rested our foreheads together- I wanted this to be a moment between just the two of us, not letting Freddie be able to take over. I closed my eyes awaited the familiar sense of my soul being sucked out of my body, ready to be in the warm common room, to feel a lifetime away from this moment.
Yet, when I opened my eyes, I found Stevie's staring back at me.
"Did you...feel that?" She panted, pulling back from me.
"I- uh, yeah. I did." I coughed out, trying to catch my breath.
"Wicked." She grinned, and jumped forward to close the gap between our lips again.
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normallynormalart · 2 years
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I love long hair James Phelps.
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murdersandsweets · 1 year
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Happy Birthday to the loml🤭
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fleursfairies · 6 months
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i can just tell that gideon and fabian prewett were hot
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acciojaeyun · 2 years
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home | george weasley
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pairing: george weasley x gn!reader, wolfstar!child warnings: none, just fluff. a few suggestive jokes and themes. prompts: prompt 27. "i'm home," "you've been home three hours ago?"
a/n: may or may not have followed the whole canon thing of staying at the grimmauld place with 2/4 of the marauders. basically used for plot! : D thank you, my love, @georgiessunflower for requesting this!
summary: remus and sirius always wanted to meet the love of their child's life, george weasley. they might have not mentioned to george about their parents, certainly didn't help that george was a fan of those two.
"You're rather early to be here," George gasped as he was greeted by Y/N at 12 Grimmauld Place, seemingly shocked seeing his partner before him, "who did you come here with?" he inquired further, trying to peek behind Y/N's shoulder to see if there was anyone with them.
Y/N smiled sheepishly, successfully retrieving the leather bag George has over his shoulder after his incessant restraints. "By myself," they replied, beckoning George to come in before closing the door behind him.
George whined, "You didn't tell me."
They laughed and tiptoed, pulling George down in order for them to kiss his forehead properly. "I needed to prepare some things before you arrive, of course. This is my house – a bit ancient, still, have to tidy things up."
His eyebrows furrowed as he followed Y/N's lead, "But aren't we supposed to clean the house tomorrow? Mum and the others are expected to follow for cleaning tomorrow."
Y/N nodded, humming in agreement.
"Then why are we here?" George asked, confused now more than ever. Y/N found it adorable. As much as George was compliant, it was always a trait of his to look into things more. Sure, he did obey Y/N's request to go to 12 Grimmauld Place a day before his family; sure, he didn't know the reason behind it nor did he ever question it beforehand; still, George felt like there was more reason behind it rather than Y/N's reason of just wanting to spend time with him at their house before they could get busy for the Order.
"Just trust me," Y/N giggled, intertwining their hands with that of George as they made their way to their shared room upstairs in the house.
"Don't get me wrong, flower," he started, his other hand coming up to rub his nose with his index finger as a bit of dust came about in his inhale, "I do trust you, I just - can't a man ask his lover about things that appear so...cryptic?"
Y/N chuckled and placed his bag on the dresser before situating themselves beside the bag, seated on the topmost of the dresser. Their legs and arms gave enough room for George to step in between them, to which George complied; his hands immediately settling on Y/N's waist.
Their hands went up to cup George's cheeks and gave each expanse a peck before divulging themselves in a passionate kiss, not letting go until one of them needed air to breathe.
"Wow," George breathed, still in a love-stricken daze, chuckling as Y/N boops his nose. "I guess I'll shut up now," he whispered, before leaning down again to kiss Y/N's lips, as he seemingly can't get enough of it.
"Just promise me to not get too excited – or nervous," Y/N laughed as George's face contorted yet again to the same expression he had before they shared a kiss.
And as George's mouth opened to question them for the nth time today, he was interrupted when a male voice had called Y/N's name from downstairs. He met Y/N's mischievous expression, one he did not mirror for the first time ever, and instead, his eyebrows furrowed, shifting his focus to listening and trying to recognise the voice.
"Who's that?" he mouthed to Y/N, eyes searching farther Y/N's alit gaze. Y/N shrugged and jumped down from the dresser, their hand immediately reaching for George's before walking slowly downstairs, with George following behind dreadfully.
Seems enough that George wanted to delay everything, he didn't know what was waiting for him as Y/N led him to the dining, and he was borderline more confused than he ever was - more confused by the Anti-Gravity Hat which took him an hour to perfect, at that - as he saw Professor Lupin at the far end of it, with him fixing the table for four people.
"Hi, dad!" Y/N beamed as they walked toward Remus to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Hello there, sunshine," Remus replied, eyes then travelling towards George - the man he heard and read a lot of throughout the years ever since Y/N started dating him.
Remus smirked, hand leaning on the chair to carry his weight, his eyes travelling George's stature from head to toe, an act which made George nervous - too nervous.
The once loud - though yet still quieter - younger Weasley twin gulped, and before his nerves could really get the best of him, he bowed slightly in acknowledgement and laid his hand in front of his professor, "Hello, Professor," he smiled amidst the aggregated heartbeat.
"Heard a lot about you, Weasley," Remus smiled and shook his hand, "well, of course, most of them are first-hand. I handled you in DADA, you know," he added, whilst laughing, winking as George blushed darker than his hair, the poor Weasley's eyes peering over at Y/N who tried their best to hide their amusement.
"Where's star-dad?" Y/N asked, still cringing over Sirius' persistence in Y/N calling him 'star-dad' because, as per him, it sounded cool. And seemingly obvious as his name meant star - that, and of course, he wanted to 'sound cool.'
Remus rolled his eyes at the nickname, "He's still on that nickname?" he says as he beckoned the two to sit, before sitting himself in front of the couple. Y/N nodded and cringed, shaking their head before reaching for George's hand under the table in the hopes of soothing George's nerves and quietness.
"He said about buying some -"
"Where's my little dove?!" Sirius boomed outside the kitchen as he made his presence known, making George jump slightly on his seat at the sudden voice. Remus didn't fail to see George's startled expression, "Very much like you and Fred, isn't he?" he smirked as George nodded shyly, waiting for Sirius to enter the kitchen.
"There you go!" Sirius, still in his amplified voice, greeted as Y/N hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. He ruffled Y/N's hair, like he always does, before walking over to Remus to pinch his cheek playfully, failing to recognise George's presence until Y/N tugged George toward him.
"Star-dad," Y/N smiled, "this is George."
Sirius' eyebrows shot up in surprise before his expression turned into amusement, "So, you're the knight in ginger armour that our little dove has been talking about?" he inquires, eyes briefly glancing over Y/N as he subtly teased them about the words that they used to describe George when they started crushing on him.
"Hello, sir," George laughed, releasing a breath of air he didn't know he held as he shook Sirius' hand before being pulled in a pound hug. "Got to say," Sirius started as he took in George's appearance, "I now understand why you managed to steal our little dove from us, dove right here always have been smitten with mischievous Gryffindors - well, I mean, they have to, since their parents are mischievous Gryffindors, too, of course."
"Pretty mischievous Gryffindors," Y/N added, proceeding to sit as Sirius and Lupin took their seat in front of them. "I think I'm the only pretty one." Sirius gave a pointed look at Y/N, making the younger couple laugh.
Remus excused himself to ready their dinner, to which Y/N smiled, they always found how Remus always wanted a bit more authenticity to living. In fact, Remus always wanted to incorporate habits that are considered "muggle," considering how Y/N was an adopted half-blood. When Remus found them in the Wizarding orphanage without any background besides the fact that they were half-blood, Remus took in the responsibility of raising them, along with his partner, Sirius Black.
From then, Y/N had considered the two as their parents. At first, it was confusing for them as to why they had two fathers rather than the traditional mother-and-father parenting, but as time passed on, they were grateful for having two fathers. They were contrasting in some ideologies, but they have given a lot of things Y/N learned from.
Of course, George knew about Y/N being adopted. But he never knew about who their parents were as Y/N was adamant about telling him about it, and insisted on telling him when 'the time was right.' And, of course, as they reached their two-year anniversary just a week ago, Y/N was certain this was the right time.
They just didn't know how George would react, should he realise that they were Padfoot and Moony, as the two would still call each other that on random occasions.
"So," Sirius strikes a conversation as the table died down from the preceding conversation, "what did you think of the Marauder's map?" he smirks as George's eyes widened in excitement.
"Oh, we - Fred and I - we owe a lot to the Marauders," George smiles widely. "we use that a lot to all of the secret passageways. We actually went to Hogsmeade in our first year before we were allowed to. Bloody amazing that piece of parchment is, sir. Though it was a bit sad having to have given it to Harry, you know. But we've decided he needs it more than we do."
"How long did it take you to memorise the passageways?" Remus asked, leaning forward. "Took me a month, Fred took longer than I, though."
Y/N couldn't help but wonder how George failed to realise that their parents knew of the Marauder's Map. If anything, this was the moment to be more questioning than ever as compared to the inquisitorial George moments prior he met their parents.
"That map did take a bloody lot of time to make, didn't it, Moony?" Sirius winked at Remus, making him blush and laugh at Sirius' giveaway.
And as Y/N's gaze was directed at George, they couldn't help but laugh as George choked on his pumpkin juice. George's eyes flickered back and forth between Y/N, Remus, and Sirius.
"Finished around 1976, Padfoot." Remus affirmed before now looking at George. "Moony, Padfoot," George whispered to himself, before meeting the older men's anticipating glances. "Are you -"
Remus nodded and laughed, eating a slice of his cauldron cake. "We're happy our legacy is being lived on," Sirius smiled, "and we're happy that you are making our little dove happier. A bit jealous myself since I have someone who competes with Y/N's attention," he playfully rolled his eyes.
"But we're grateful that it's you." Remus finished for Sirius as he nodded in agreement.
George blushed and nodded, "Thank you, sir -"
"Call us by our names," Lupin smiled, "Except for me, it's 'star-dad' for you," Sirius interjected. Making everyone laugh with Remus shaking his head. "Kidding aside," Remus said as the laughter had deceased, "we trust you, George. We're truly happy that it's you whom Y/N loves, we wouldn't have anyone who is -"
"As disappointing as Malfoy," Sirius joked, making all of them laugh again. "I couldn't blame Y/N, George is a pretty man, he reminds me of you, you know."
"Whatever," Lupin blushes, concealing it with a large gulp from his goblet. "Anyway," Sirius claps his hands, "a nice evening, a nice dinner, and a nice meeting with you, George Weasley." he smiles as he stands up, shaking George's hand yet again.
"Nice meeting you, too, sir," George beams, now more comfortable, and he goes to shake Lupin's hand, "Don't worry, your boggart's safe with me." his professor chuckled, making George blush yet again as Remus whispered, "It's you, but angry," to Y/N, making them laugh and George fall in love all over again with the sound.
"Rest ups, there's an Order meeting tomorrow," Remus says as he stacks the plates on top of each other. "And use protection," Sirius adds, with him yelping afterwards as Remus hits the backside of his head.
And as the couple excused themselves and went to their shared room, George sits first on the bed and pulled Y/N on his lap as his torso leaned against the headboard. His hand travelled to the nape of Y/N's head before pulling them to a passionate kiss.
"You cheeky little flower," George says as they parted, making Y/N giggle. "I almost died out of nerves there,"
"But you didn't," Y/N smiles and hugs George's chest, George's right hand immediately coming at their back, his fingers running up and down as his left hand folded behind his head.
"Well, I have no other choice now, do I?" he laughed, kissing their forehead before leaning his cheek against their hair. Moments of comfortable silence spread through them, just their breath and soft heartbeats the only things audible to the both of them.
"Flower," George whispers after a short while, to which Y/N hummed in acknowledgement. "I'm home," he smiles, pushing Y/N away from his chest to meet their lips yet again with a kiss.
Y/N's face contorted in slight confusion, "What do you mean, you've been home three hours ago?"
George runs his fingers across their cheek, "Wrong," he muttered, meeting Y/N's gaze. "I've been home two years ago."
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turvi · 1 year
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Darling Mine
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Pairing: George Weasley x Reader
She exhaled as she cracked her knuckles. Her body grew more tired as the hours passed. Today was the final OWLS exam and although Y/n was confident that she would get excellent marks, she was exhausted because of the hours she spent in her dorm preparing for the exams.
She pushed herself to complete the answers as her exhausted mind had enough of this exam and wanted nothing but rest. She flipped the pages revising and checking the answers. Tears brimmed her eyes as she yawned again. She felt like she could pass out right now on the desk if the Professor had not announced that the time was over.
She rested her face on one hand as Professor Filch collected the papers. She closed her eyes and told herself she would take a power nap of 15 minutes as Professor Filch collected answer sheets. But as soon as Professor Filch moved to the next row, Y/n went out like a light.
George saw this and sighed. He sat down beside her and admired how peaceful she looked right now. Her eyebrows were rid of the usual frown. His heart stirred when her lips twitched in her sleep.
He could describe their relationship as complex. Ever since he first saw her he knew she is there to stay in his life. He noticed she was in deep slumber. He picked her up and took her to his dorm.
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He made coffee as she slept peacefully on his bed. She looked so exhausted...just so she could prove to her parents that she is brilliant. They were also the reason why Y/n never even looked George's way even though her heart ached for him.
The L/n's had a reputation. They were not as powerful as Malfoys and Blacks but they were still honored members of the pureblood society. They had warned her when they saw her giggling with George that they will disown her if they ever see her with him again.
George was heartbroken when Y/n would not look at him. He knew how much she loved him. There was no doubt about that. His siblings especially Fred would try to convince him to move on and he would have if he had not seen how much she cared for him even if she tried not to show it.
How George would find a blanket on him if he fell asleep on the common room couch, or how he caught her charming his tea to remain hot on a chilly night, or how after a rough quidditch match she patched him up and stayed with him till morning.
George barely hated anything. Hate was a strong word for him. But he hated how fate was trying to keep him apart from someone he truly loves. But he can't really fault fate, after all, it is because of her he got to know his love.
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Y/n woke up when she felt someone caressing her head. She opened her eyes to a familiar red-headed twin to whom she had lost her heart. She had finally admitted to herself how she longed to stay like this in his arms, to be called his. She wished she was brave like him, brave enough to fight her fate just to see him look at her like this.
Her heart fluttered when he leaned in. He was so close yet so far. She whispered "George"
"Shh. Just please let me see you properly"
She couldn't deny him. His brown irises tried to store this moment. He hoped he could remember her this vividly. She finally smelled the coffee on the nightstand. She smiled as she looked at him "When were you going to tell me-
He couldn't take it anymore. His lips crashed on hers. His hand gently held her jaw. He felt her hand on his chest. She whined as he kissed her with more fervor. She gasped as they finally broke apart. Their chest heaving as they look into each other's eyes. No words were spoken. Like they were meant to be there.
"George..you know I can't do this" Her view of her love blurred as tears clouded her eyes. Pain is evident in her e/c eyes. George wonders how long she has been holding this pain in her heart?
He knew how her parents disapproved of him and how much she loved him but had to let go because she preferred to live in pain rather than see him get hurt by her parents.
"I love you Y/n...and I know you do too"
She was about to speak up when he spoke up again "Marry me"
Her jaw dropped but butterflies stormed in her stomach. She could not believe what she was hearing. She knew her parents would marry her to a man who was older than her father only for money and position.
George held her closer, looking deep into her e/c eyes, hoping she could see how much he craved for her. "We can marry in secret. They can't separate a married couple. We can go far away from here and spend our life together."
He desperately held her hand. She smiled loving the idea of spending life with George Weasley. She got up from his lap and caressed his cheek. "I know how much your shop means to you. More importantly, I know how much your family means to you. That is why we can't be together George. You deserve something better"
He shook his head holding her shoulder, afraid if he lets go she might go away. "Do you not love me?"
Tears finally dropped down her cheeks. She sat on his lap and took his hand and placed it on the left side of her chest. He could feel her heart rate increase.
She sobbed "I love you, George...please I really do. But I don't want my parents to harm you or your family because of me"
Their lips made contact again. The lovers not wanting to say goodbye to each other. "They won't be able to. Just be mine and I will always protect you." He chuckled "You will be one of the Weasleys. I won't let them take you away from me"
She smiled and nudged his nose "I have always been yours. And if you are by my side I can fight anyone who is against my love"
George planted kisses all over her face, her giggles encouraging him more. "Thank you, thank you. I love you so much Y/n L/n"
"I love you so much, George Weasley"
He giggled "Mrs. Weasley. Suits you"
She kissed him ready for the obstacles she knew she was going to face to love, George Weasley. But she didn't mind. Not when the idea of spending life together with him was a reality now
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maricoolerthanme · 2 years
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Squeaky Stairs; George Weasley
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synopsis: reader is visiting the Weasleys on Christmas break and sneaks out with George in the middle of the night because of hot chocolate.
warnings: fluff, literally 1 curse word, somnambulism.
pairing: george weasley x gn!reader.
an: this is pretty short, I know. But there will be a part.2 so don’t worry about it! I loved writing this, hope you enjoy it as well!
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You closed Ginny’s door carefully, trying to avoid any sound it could’ve made when two hands gripped your waist from behind. You gasped and turned to look at the person.
“Georgie,” you said quietly, letting out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding.
“Hello darling,” he said with a cheeky smile. His hands were still on your waist.
You smiled at him and shoved his shoulder. “You scared the hell out of me!”
He chuckled softly, “Come on,” he took your hand and guided you downstairs.
You were spending the Christmas holidays at the Burrow. This afternoon in particular you and George planned on spending the night together drinking Molly’s hot chocolate, waiting till midnight when it was finally Christmas.
So that’s why you're here, walking out of Ginny’s room, with your best friend waiting for you at the door.
George had gone from the third floor to the second one easily without much noise. So he wasn’t expecting the rather loud squeaky sound the wooden made right on the first step of the stairs.
The two of you tried your best to step on the right places of the stairs but were obviously failing. Each step taken was louder than the next. Merlin, the burrow kitchen never seemed so close and yet so far away.
George couldn’t take it any longer, letting out a burst of laughter loud enough to wake up the nearest rooms. You tried to hold back and shush him up, but his laugh was contagious, and you couldn't seem to control your own chuckles from coming out of your mouth, which only led to louder laughter from the boy.
You two didn’t realise that you were now sitting in the middle of the stairs, panting for breath, as you both couldn't seem to contain yourselves over each other's laughter. But that was until you heard a door opening.
You froze. “George,” you whispered, trying to warn him. The sound of footsteps came from upstairs. The redhead was still laughing, not realizing that someone had woken up. You, on the other hand, were silent, your stomach twisting in nervousness as the footsteps got louder, meaning the person was just getting closer.
“George!” you whispered yelled, and in a sudden movement both of your hands came up to press over his mouth. The laughter died on his lips and his eyes widened at your action, looking deeply into your eyes.
You looked up at the last sound of wood squeaking, only to see Fred at the bottom of the upstairs stairs. He was barefoot and in pyjamas. And his eyes were… close?
"It's Fred… is he asleep?" you asked looking at George, realizing how close you were to him, he was still looking at you intently and while your hands were still over his mouth. He nodded slowly.
Your hands dropped from his lips, revealing his now rosy cheeks, the sight just filling your stomach with butterflies. And with that, the thought of Fred's sleepwalking episode completely disappeared from your mind at that moment.
The air thickened with his stare. You looked up the stairs where Fred once was, only to see that he had disappeared, probably heading back to his room. "Should we get some hot chocolate?" he spoke, and you remembered why the two of you were in the middle of the stairs.
"Of course…" you said. He helped you up, and the two of you walked the last few steps of the stairs.
You realised that day you have fallen for your best friend.
Shit.
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lusinzak · 5 months
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It breaks my heart that of all 3 generations of pranksters in Hogwarts, only George Weasley lived to see old age. 💔
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North Star Series
Chapter 8 - Little Brother
Warnings: cursing, a bit of angst, lovesick George
Summary: George confesses his true feelings
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"I do trust you to make your own decisions, George." Fred sat down beside his twin. "I just didn't believe either of you had considered the future. I was wrong."
"Of course I considered the future, Freddie. It terrifies me. Why do you think I denied my feelings?"
"Yeah, I know, I should've realized that before now." Fred admitted. "I also know there's no turning back at this point. You're set on Y/N."
"I love her. Y/N's the one. She gets me in a way no one else ever has, except for you, of course." George gave his brother a sheepish grin. "When I showed her my darkest parts, she stayed when others have left me over far less. I'm someone special to her. She reminds me of that everyday. For that alone, she owns my heart. Now and forever, it’s her or no one at all."
Fred elbowed his brother, grinning. "You're such a poor, lovesick sap. You should do something about that."
"Yeah, I really should.” George chuckled.
Fred stood up, stretching. "So, what's your plan?"
"I'm gonna tell her I love her."
"When?"
"Soon. Tonight, maybe. Or maybe at the Yule Ball."
"Why wait? Why not now?"
"Now? You mean right now?"
“The sooner, the better. Have you forgotten she’s still single? You know as well as I do you’re not the only one who wants her, here or at Ilvermorny. But you are the only one who loves her. Tell her before someone else tries to take your place.” Fred turned and headed toward the door.
"Where are you going?" George asked.
"Romance is in the air. It's the perfect time to work my irresistible charms on the lovely Angelina," the older twin said, stopping to check his hair in the mirror. "And the perfect time for you to work yours on Y/N. When I saw her earlier, she was in the library. I suspect she's still there. If you go tell her now, then you can snog her in the common room all night." Fred winked and was gone.
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For a while after his twin sauntered away, George stared out the window, his heart racing. He knew Fred was right. There were others waiting in the wings for him to fuck up, so they could swoop down and sweep Y/N off her feet. He'd seen their leering gazes, heard their lewd comments. George could name every single one of the bastards and he loathed them all. Just the thought of any of them in her arms made him want to knock the smug grins off all their stupid, fucking faces. That was his place and his place alone.
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Before he could second guess himself, George sprinted out of Griffindor Tower. His pace increasing until he was running down the stairs, skipping two or three at a time, almost slamming into Ginny as she was coming up.
"Is Y/N in the library?" He panted, trying to catch his breath.
"That's the second time I've been asked that today." She folded her arms, smirking, but offered nothing more.
"Well?" George prodded when she didn't answer.
"Doubt it. She was heading outside when I saw her last."
"Thanks, sis." George kissed the top of her head before breaking into a full run.
"Hey!" Ginny yelled after him. "She's listening to her headphones. Don't scare the crap out of her by running up on her like a lunatic!"
"I won't!" He shouted back as he disappeared down the stairs.
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George was racing full-tilt around the corner leading out to the courtyard, when he collided hard with someone, the crash all but knocking him off balance. Y/N yelped, her headphones flying off as she fell backwards, her feet slipping on the wet cobblestones.
George grabbed her arm, nearly going down with her. "Oh shit, Y/N. I'm so sorry. Are you ok?"
"I--uh--yeah. I think so," she said, rubbing her forehead. "You?"
"I'm good, a little winded," George gasped. He wrapped his arm around her waist, guiding her inside to the nearest bench. "Sure you're ok, love? You look a little pale," he asked, wiping her windswept hair from her face.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just stunned from the impact," Y/N said, before tilting her head up to look at him. "Why on earth were you running so fast?"
George rubbed the back of his neck. "I was looking for you."
"Me? Is everything ok?"
"Yeah. No. Well, maybe. I, uh, need to tell you something," he stuttered.
"Oh, um, ok." She gave him a wan smile. "Is here good or should we go elsewhere?"
George looked around. They were the only people in sight. "Here's fine," he nodded, fiddling with his fingers.
After a few moments, he took a deep, shaky breath, hoping it would prevent his words from rushing out in a babbling mess.
It didn’t.
"Ok, so, here goes. You’re the most amazing girl I've ever met. I can't believe you even exist, sitting here beside me. The first time we spoke, it was like we were old friends, picking up where we left off. I don't know how to explain that, I just know everything is so easy with you." He paused, enveloping her hands with his own." When we're together, I'm myself. I feel safe and accepted in ways I never thought possible. Everytime we cuddle, I get a glimpse of what heaven must be like. I never want to lose that. I never want to lose you. You're my other, other half. I love you, Y/N, and if you'll have me, I'll spend every second of every hour of every day until the end of time proving it to you."
He gave her hands a gentle squeeze, concluding his confession just seconds before a couple of students rounded the corner. George went silent as they passed, watching Y/N's face and wondering if she could hear his heart hammering in her ears as loud as he heard it in his own.
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