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sodding map. [g.w. x reader]
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summary: yes, the map showed him a lot; it just didn't show him what he wanted to see.
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a/n: plot bunny plot bunny plot bunny and pining george being so worked up over not being able to see u all the time
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George Weasley loved to discover; he loved finding out new things hidden between nooks and crannies, he loved seeing little cracks that weren't there previously. Godric, he loved feeling new textures, loved hearing new sounds, tasting new things.
He was quite lucky to have snagged the Marauder's Map away from Filch's office. Having solemnly sworn that he (and Fred) was up to no good, he spent a good few months of his time in Hogwarts familiarising himself with the layout of Hogwarts. 
Every secret passage on the grounds had been walked by him. He'd memorised the curvature of the tunnels, how the gravel felt and sizzled satisfyingly under his feet, how a family of rodents would congregate in a corner to tap-dance and engage in miniscule mousey bacchanalia.
There was one thing, however, that the map couldn't show him, and it irritated him into his next life.
It couldn't reveal to him the way your eyes crinkle when you laughed. The map couldn't magically conjure up the image of you with your eyebrows furrowed as you concentrated on chopping up your ingredients in Potions class (rather unsuccessfully, he added, as a few had gone flying out the window from the sheer pressure of the knife's dull blade).
Every night, he cursed at the map, despite its jarring greatness.
Curse its limitations!
Wherefore be a magical map if its own magic had its limits? 
Merlin, the tempting thought of setting it ablaze had crossed his mind from time to time. Mind you, he most likely would have done it a long time ago had it not been for Fred accio-ing it out of his frustrated hands. ("For Godric's sake, you twat, pull yourself together! It's not like you don't see her face every day!")
And so, George found himself sprawled out in the courtyard, snow piling on his body as his eyes studied the "Y/N" waltzing around on the map. He could have sworn he heard the sound of the parchment's crinkling distort into something that resembled somewhat of a taunting giggle. He stared at your name scribbled on it. 
And he stared.
And he stared.
Maybe, he thought, if he stared long enough, your face would finally show up on the map instead of  letters, scriptures and the names of students he had no regard for.
With one final frustrated sigh, he managed his mischief and folded the spare bit of parchment.
"Harry's better off with this."
George soon found himself trudging through the snow, grumbling moodily under his breath, and was now on his way to give away the magical map that only painfully reminded him of the distance between him and you.
Sodding map.
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accioxreparo · 4 years
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Someone To You 
Part 24 of ?: You’ve been stressed, that much is obvious. But Fred and George know you inside out and they know exactly what it is you need...
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sparkles-and-trash · 3 years
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Request Info!
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Satus: Open ~
my masterlist for reference! 
Fandoms:
ATLA, Bob’s Burgers, Gravity Falls, Star Stable, The Weasley Twins 
Will I Write/Make? 
one-shots? Not right now 
headcanons? Yes! 
x reader? No! however! I will write more generic “what would x be like in a relationship?” type thing! 
aesthetic boards? yes! 
drabbles? yes! 
how long until my request is written? up and down, but around a week, tops, if longer I will let you know! 
can a request on anon? yes, of course! but, it’s easier for me to let you know when your request is posted if I have a blog to tag! 
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ao3feed-snape · 6 years
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The Many Pieces of You
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2pr5Spj
by Seductresses_Temple
No one ever told Harry that Wizards should be very careful what they wish for.
Words: 4156, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: F/M, M/M
Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Petunia Evans Dursley, Dudley Dursley, Vernon Dursley, James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Ginny Wealsey, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter
Additional Tags: Graphic Violence, Physical Abuse, Temporary Character Death, Canon Character Death (mention), Racism, Colorism, Racial Slur Usage, the n-word, once - Freeform, Black James Potter, Black Hermione Granger, BAMF Hermione Granger, PoC Harry, Powerful Harry, Magically Powefful Harry Potter, Identity, Intersectionality, self discovery, Kink Discovery, Draco has a magic kink, Praise Kink, Minor James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, they aren't alive but you'll just have to read and see, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter Friendship, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Pining, Eventual Smut, Draco Malfoy Speaks French, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2pr5Spj
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pining 'til the end of time. (g.w. x reader) [blurb]
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it all started with a bit of prance, a little dance.
that little bounce in your step that seemed to bewitch him every time she turned the corner.
or was it the way her hair framed her delicate face? perhaps it was the way she’d turn cherry-red each and every time she had to stifle her laughter when snape, too, had gone red from scolding gryffindors for “acting out of place” (with that ridiculous drawl).
he couldn’t help it, falling in love and all that.
neither could she, though.
was it the glint of mischief in his eyes, or the roar in his voice as he celebrated victory on the quidditch pitch. that’s my boy! she thought. 
she couldn’t help but feel her knees wobble every time he seamlessly batted bludgers as if they were made of cotton. oh, merlin, when could he finally be hers?
in the corner of her eye, she spotted him. two idiots in the common room, painfully in love, they were. and everyone knew. (but them, of course.)
what was that saying? ignorance is bliss, was it? that was never the case for the witch and wizard as the romantic tension rose in the air. they stole glances at each other every five minutes or so. the longing in their eyes intensified with every second that passed.
 ‘merlin, they’re at it again.’ an exasperated fred whisper-shouted to angelina as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. the sight of his twin grossly infatuated was not pretty.
‘absolutely daft i’m telling you! she clearly fancies him.’  lee leaned in, whispering to fred and angelina.
angelina shook her head, chuckling mirthfully, ‘two blind idiots in love.’
and so they were, the two idiots in love. the two idiots that couldn’t seem to muster up the courage to talk to each other. 
the two idiots that pined, and pined, and pined until the end of time.
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