Can You Do One Of George Weasley Where The Reader Found Out That He Is A Huge Bookworm Like Her?

Can you do one of george weasley where the reader found out that he is a huge bookworm like her?

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George x HouseNeutral!Reader

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You spent most of your time in the Hogwarts library. You had friends but it was really a small group and they’d rather be out and about, where you’d rather be in the library or snuggled up with a blanket and a book by the fire in your house’s common room.

You didn’t have a boyfriend either. You did, however, have a crush. Like a serious crush. Every time he was around you got nervous. Your friends always teased you for it. While you tried to keep it subtle, you were almost positive that he knew you liked him.

Who is he?

George Weasley.

One of the Weasley twins that were always causing some form of trouble around the school. They both always seemed so eccentric and outgoing. The exact opposite of you. Which is why you thought that he would never like you back. 

Oh how wrong you were. 

He could hardly keep his eyes off of you during classes. And, much like with your friends, Fred teased George constantly. And while George would always pull pranks and things he had no idea how to approach you, and probably never would have if he hadn’t seen you in the library.

Your friends had ditched you to do Merlin knows what, and you needed a new book to read since you had just finished your last book. You picked one out and sat at one of the tables. A few minutes later you heard someone sit in the seat across from you but your too immersed in the story to care who. 

Eventually you do look up and see George Weasley sitting across from you. You start to internally freak out wondering what you should do and just decide to ignore him and pretend that you didn’t see him. It’s working pretty well until he decides to talk to you.

“Hey Y/n. Whatcha reading?” He leans forwards on the table. You look up and pause before answering him.

“A-a book?” 

“Yeah okay but what book?” He says chuckling with a smirk.

“Just one I picked up from the muggle section.” 

“Oh cool” He leans back into his chair and you two continue talking.

You both had a lot in common. You two liked a lot of the same books. You were surprised when you found that out, you always figured he cared more about pranks and things over books. Apparently you were wrong. 

You two just sat there and talked about anything and everything until George realized that the library was completely empty. 

“Yeah we should probably head back to our dorms.” You say laughing, you get up from your chair and as you two walk out of the library he stops in his tracks and turns to look at you.

“Um, Y/n, would you like to go on date with me?” George seemed really nervous and you thought that he was working up the nerve to ask you this all night. 

“Y-yes. Of course, I would love to go on a date with you!” You stammer out. 

He smiles at you and takes your hand while you walk back to you dorms and continue to talk about whatever you could think of.

You stop in front of your dorm and he kisses you on the cheek to say goodnight.  You walk into your dorm and collapse on the bed, not really believing that what just happened actually happened.

You eventually roll out of bed and change into your pajamas, then you get back in bed and fall asleep with a smile on your face, thinking about your upcoming date. 

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kinda combining two requests w this one

warnings: mentions of sex, descriptions of murder, character death

This wasn't how things were supposed to go. They were supposed to lure you in, make you trust them, and then take your precious little life. You would be their perfect victim, the star of their sequel.

It wasn't supposed to happen like this. Neither of them could quite place the shift, but somewhere along the line, they had stopped pretending with you. Naturally, they each placed the blame on each other. Stu swore that Billy went soft, Billy said that Stu was pussy-whipped.

The reality was though, that things were going to plan. Just not their own.

You'd had your eyes on them for a while now, almost a full year. They were just so perfect, so clueless, so easy to trick.

It hadn't been hard to get them, you just had to let them lead, or at least think that they were leading. You knew what they were, and you knew that you could make them think that you were something entirely different.

It was quite simple, really. You placed yourself precariously in their line of fire, let them approach you first, let them feel in control in the bedroom. You played your part quite well, all things considered.

Then, you let a small part of the curtain shift back. Not enough to show your true intentions, but enough to let them know that you were more like them than they had initially thought. After that, you knew that you had them right where you wanted them. They were head over heels for you.

Suddenly, they became far more gentle in bed, a glimmer began to appear in their foolish eyes when they spoke about 'forever'. You couldn't have been happier really. You had two beautiful boys completely under your spell, and soon you would get to know the greatest pleasure that there was to know.

You thought almost constantly about the final day. How would it feel, their blood spilling over your soft hands? Would they scream, beg, plead for their lives? You found yourself stuck between wanting to be merciful and quick and wanting to drag it out, wanting to hear them cry for mercy that would not come.

You wondered if Billy would cry for his mother in his final moments, what a laugh that would be.

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When the day arrived you were beside yourself with joy. The boys thought that they were coming over only to celebrate your year anniversary together, little did they know.

It was one in the morning when the two of them finally fell asleep. Passed out, half-dressed in your bed, they looked so at peace. You crawled from between them, ecstatic to close their eyes one last time.

Billy was the first to go. You lured him, bleary-eyed and half-awake into the kitchen while Stu snored obnoxiously in bed. You'd promised him hot chocolate, "but I only have two packets left, so we have to get it without waking Stu up."

It was easier than you thought it would be. It took nothing at all to keep him busy with making the hot chocolate, to sneak over and grab a knife, to slip behind him and press the blade to his throat. He thought nothing of it at first, thinking only that this was some game that you were playing, switching roles on him, and he turned to face you. That was when you plunged the knife into his bare stomach to the hilt and twisted.

He cried out in pain and you laughed, showing him the first- and last- genuine smile that he would ever see from you. You watched as he doubled over in pain, driving the knife into his upper back, twisting again.

Once you had him on the floor, you straddled his back, and grabbing him by his hair, you delivered the killing blow. Bringing the knife back down, you drew it across his throat.

Standing, you kicked him onto his back and your face twisted into a wide grin as his lifeless eyes stared up at you, his jaw slack, blood pooling around his corpse.

Your head snapped up as you heard movement from the other room. Stu. You'd almost forgotten him.

Wiping the blood off of your knife, you made your way to the bedroom, where Stu lay sprawled across the bed, still fast asleep.

Walking over, you gently shook his shoulder, waking him up.

"What is it, baby?" His voice came out hushed and mumbling, and you wasted no time in driving the knife deep into his shoulder.

His cries of pain were even sweeter than Billy's had been, and you chose to drag this one out, shushing him as he began to beg for you not to do this. "Please be quiet, I don't want to slip," you hushed as you peeled a spot of flesh from his stomach.

He died slower than Billy, and you had no doubt in your mind that soon one of your nosy neighbors would call the cops, so you were quick to get to work.

Setting up the Ghostface mask by your open window, you turned the knife on yourself, cutting up your arms and leaving a shallow stab in your abdomen. Taking rope, you made it look like you'd been tied up in the kitchen, forced to watch your poor boyfriend die as you struggled free from your restraints.

Then you cleaned your fingerprints off of the knife, and you ran. You ran out the front door and onto the street that your apartment opened onto, screaming bloody murder.

"Help, please, somebody help. He killed them, god please."

Now, this was a sequel.

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