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THE LOST BOYS (1987) dir. by Joel Schumacher

Sam Emerson + Investigating / Hunting for @13goingon30

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JUST A BET | g. weasley

summary: in which fred made a bet with george but it winds up backfiring when george catches feelings

pairing: george weasley x poc!thomas!reader

warning: angst

IT WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE a bet, just a bet. But it all blew up in his face, literally. It all started when Fred had brought up the idea of George taking y/n thomas to the ball. George was against it at first, he didn’t want to ruin his good friendship with Dean, but after a little persuading from Fred he decided it would be a good idea.

“So Thomas…what do you say? Me, You, The Ball?” George had asked out of the blue when the two wound up walking to potions together.

“Not a chance Weasel” Y/n told George before catching up with Hermione. George had them decided this was going to be a lot harder then he had expected.

The second time he had asked her he had got a knee to the crotch, and became the laughing stock when he had walked into Great Hall with a limp.

The third time George got a slap to the face and once again became the laughing stock when he had walked into Charms with a red mark in the shape of a hand on his right cheek.

But the fourth time y/n rolled her eyes and walked away and George decided it would only take a few more askings.

“George did you know that stocking can get you up to five years in azkaban?” Y/n asked as she saw George standing by the Gryffindor Painting.

“Will you go to the ball with me?” George asked. Y/n sighed and rolled her eyes.

“If i go will you leave me alone?” Y/n asked and George nodded with a smirk. “Wipe that smug look off your face. After the ball you will leave me alone and thats that” Y/n grumbled before walking into the Common Room.

The night of the ball came quickly, Y/n had decided that if she was going to have to deal with the ball she might as well look good doing it.

She had picked out her nicest lace top, and a nice suit and pants to go with it. Y/n sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror, before walking out of her room and making her way to the Ball.

“Hermione? Hermione Granger is that you?” Y/n laughed in disbelief as she saw Hermione waiting out of sight of the people waiting for their dates.

“Y/n Oh my gosh! You look…Hot!” Y/n smirked and flipped her hair over her shoulder making the two laugh.

“Welp, I have an annoying carrot top to dance with. Wish me luck” Y/n sighed before making her way down the stairs watching everyone look at her shocked. She looked around before spotting the Ginger standing at the bottom of the stairs, watching her with a mesmerized look on his face. “Close your mouth, your gonna let flies in” Y/n said as she walked past him, hearing his foot steps eight behind her.

The two had danced and danced the whole night. Just as much as Y/n didn’t want to admit she was having a good time, actually a great time, and she had a handsome date as well.

A slow dancing song came on, and y/n watched as couples flooded the dance floor. George looked at y/n before holding out his hand. Y/n looked at him a grabbed his hand with a smile. “Just know, if i step on your feet into not my fault”

George chuckled before pulling the girl to the dance floor. George had his hands around her waist pulling her flush against her, while Y/n hasn’t me her arms around his neck racking her fingers through the his hair.

By the time the dance ended the two had may or may not have shared a kiss. George and Y/n looked at each other with nothing but love in their eyes. George looked over Y/n shoulder seeing Fred waving him over.

“I will be right back” Y/n nodded and walked over to Angelina. Y/n’s ears picked up on Fred and George’s conversation, she didn’t mean to but when her name popped up she didn’t have a choice.

“So how is plan take y/n the ball going?” Fred had asked making Y/n’s eyes brows furrowed in confusion. “Your really still going through with that bet?” Seamus chuckled making Y/n look over at them before walking twords the stairs. George followed her quickly confused, not knowing she had heard his conversation. Fred, Seamus, and Dean following. Fred and Seamus because of already knowing what had happened, and Dean wondering why his sister was leaving so early.

“Hey where—“ George was cut off by Y/n.

“Am i bet?” Y/n asked making George look at her wide eyed, giving Y/n all the answer she needed, but she wanted tonhear him say it.

“Was i bet! AM I A FUCKING BET!” Y/n yelled at him gaining the attention of people around them. As George stood there in scilence with his head down looking at his feet. Y/n scoffed and walked up the stairs. Before she was about to turn the corner she looked back at George making eyes contact with him. “And to think i was actually starting to catch feelings for a worthless scum like you” Y/n spat at him, feeling no regret when George’s eyes filled with tears and looke down, using his hands to wipe them. And with that, Y/n walked away.

Dean scoffed and pushed past George to catch up with his sister. “Dean wait—“ George started but was cut off by Deans fist connecting with his jaw, making his fall to his knees. Gasps and Wispers filled the air as Dean quickly ran after his sister. George looked up to see Hermione also running after them, Hermione looked down as she passed him a son shook her head with a disgusted look on her face.

George quickly got up and started to walk up the stairs, Fred following. “Come on man, your not honestly gonna tell me you like her?” George shook his head and walked away with tears flowing down his face not knowing y/n was in the same situation except with her head dug deep into Deans chest….

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