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draco malfoy melt your heart genre: d. malfoy x fem!oc. best friends to lovers! slow burn! warnings: bullying, violence, kissing, cursing, very bad editing synopsis: as only first years, they know nothing of what's to come. julianna candy thought everything would be normal for her years at hogwarts, but what with meeting draco malfoy, tagging along adventures with harry potter and learning about her parents' history, she couldn't be more wrong. neville longbottom - none yet. george weasley evermore genre: g. weasley x fem!oc. friends to lovers! warnings: none yet. synopsis: if you can't find some common ground with anyone, even with your own twin sister, it can get pretty lonely. it's a good thing for genesis heath that she finds a boy who understands her completely, even with just a few words. ron weasley - none yet.

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❥ evermore | year one, chapter one

pairing: george weasley x oc genre: friends to lovers! warnings: unedited word count: 2.4k masterlist: evermore next chapter: chapter two

IT WAS A cloudy day, cloudier than usual some would say, but the two girls walking along diagon alley paid no mind. both identical, the one with shorter, brown hair was busy dragging her twin sister by her arm towards a display window with a broom in it.

"look, esis! the new nimbus 2000!" she exclaimed, pointing out the sleek, beautifully polished broomstick for her sister. "it's just a broom, lovey." the nonchalant response from 'esis' receives an offended gasp from 'lovey'.

"just a broom, my arse!"

"lovelynn!" her cussing causes their mother to give them a word of warning paired with a threatening glare. lovelynn shrinks, a sheepish smile spreading across her face. "sorry, mum." she apologised as her younger sister, genesis, stifled a giggle.

the heath family were out and about, shopping for the girls' school supplies as they'd receive their hogwarts letter a day before. their mother, irene, was beyond ecstatic and their father, richard, was excited. not just for his daughters but also for the fact it gave him a reason to visit the wizarding world more than usual. "gosh, this is all so fascinating!" he said as he clung to his wife's arm, a giddy smile on his face. irene smiled at his reaction, even after years of being together and her telling him all there is to know about magic, he still acts like a kid in a candy store when surrounded by it.

the youngest and only son of the heath family wore a bored expression. "why do i need to come along again?" 10-year old michael asked, his arms crossed the entire time. "well, why do you need to be such a little snotty brat again- ow!" lovelynn rubbed the area of her arm where her sister pinched her, "because it'll be a good experience for you." genesis tells him, giving his shoulder a light pat.

irene ushered the girls towards her, "now, you two will go get your wands." the golden-haired woman told them, "your brother, dad and i will go get your books. then, we'll be off to go get a pet for the both of you." the hint of getting only one pet makes the older of the twins groan. "we're sharing a pet?" irene grinned, "ever the observer, aren't you, lovey?" she teased her and lovelynn rolled her eyes.

the family separated and made their ways to their respective shops. the twins walked in peaceful silence, not having much to talk about. there were only a few times lovelynn would spark up a conversation about what genesis thought her wand was going to be. "d'you think i'm gonna get a dragon heartstring core or a unicorn hair core?" is something along the lines of what she was asking.

when they reached ollivander's wand shop, lovelynn yanked her sister back by the collar of her dress.

"what?" genesis asked, giving her a questioning look.

"maybe we should take turns. to make the experience more... what's the word? ah! mystical!"

with no answer and only an incredulous expression for a reply, lovelynn took that as a yes and pushed her sister to the door. "you go first!" she told her but genesis pushed herself back. "no!" she exclaimed, "i don't want to do this without you, lovey." her long hair swished behind her as she turned frantically to look at lovelynn.

the older's facial features soften, "you're going to have to do a lot of things without me at some point, 'esis. this could be your first step!" she encouraged, "come now, sister mine. i'll be right here staring at you through this window." well, that definitely wasn't creepy. genesis took a deep breath, nodded and entered the shop.

as lovelynn waited for her sister, she leaned her back against the wall of ollivander's. she took peaks into the store every now and then but opted to stop when she saw absolutely nothing going on every time she looked. unbeknownst to her, every time she looked away, a strong gust of wind flew against genesis' hair or sparks shot around whenever she held certain wands.

with a yawn, lovelynn convinced herself to stay put and not abandon her sister unlike that one time when they were eight.

"alright, you're up." at the sound of genesis' voice, the girl jumps before recovering quickly, excited to head inside. when lovelynn went in, genesis stared at the bag she was carrying that held her wand. thinking back to what ollivander said, "witches and wizards who hold this wand rarely ever sway from their beliefs. do you do so, ms. heath?" she didn't answer his question for some reason, couldn't answer his question. only god knows why.

loud exclaims and 'yahoo's were heard from inside the shop before travelling outside as the door opened. "unicorn hair, cypress wood and ten inches, baby!" lovelynn's noisy announcement attracted some unwanted attention and strange looks from people nearby.

"quiet down, lovelynn. you're so loud, i bet even the house-elves at hogwarts could hear you." genesis complained, grabbing her sister by her arm and dragging her towards flourish & blotts. that was how the day of their shopping went, now, let's get on with the best part.

"ugh! i'm going to miss you guys!" lovelynn hugged her parents and brother as tight as she could before releasing them from her death grip. "we're going to miss you too, lovey." genesis was having a hard time. she had her arms crossed and she had averted her gaze towards the train, praying that her tears wouldn't escape her eyes and slide down her cheek.

her mother smiled, "'esis, come here." she called for her, gesturing to come towards her. genesis reluctantly went, hugging her mum close to her. "i know you're scared, but this is for the better. you'll make new friends at hogwarts, and you'll still come back home for christmas break and at the end of the school year." irene's words of comfort didn't go unheard, but the girl just didn't want to say anything. no goodbyes, no 'i'll miss you's, none of that.

she only gave a silent nod as she pulled away, wiping a tear off her cheek with her sleeve. this gave lovelynn the perfect opportunity.

"aww, don't cry, genessy-"

"don't call me that!" genesis exclaimed, shoving her sister harshly. the two began to squabble but their parents and brother paid no mind, it was a common thing after all. the older twin decided to go on ahead when her younger sister was still stalling so she could stay with her parents longer.

"mum, what if there's dogs?"

"it's hogwarts for goodness sake, not a pet shop. right, ricky?" irene nudged her husband with her elbow who frantically nodded, agreeing with his wife. after a bit more convincing, lovelynn boarded the train.

it seemed that stalling was a mistake, because now she couldn't find her twin sister. the panic started to settle in, what was she going to do? she was all alone, the one thing she's been trying to avoid. not to mention her sister could possibly get expelled before even stepping foot in hogwarts. taking her eighth deep breath for the day, she calmed herself down and walked past all the noisy compartments before finding a quiet one with two boys.

sliding the compartment door, genesis looked between the two. "um, sorry, but could i please sit in here? everywhere else is rather full." at her request, the brown-haired boy with dirty, round spectacles smiled.

"of course, come in." he said as the boy with orange hair moved his stuff so she'd have more space to settle down. "thanks. i'm genesis heath." she introduced herself, "i'm ron weasley!" the redhead said with a cheerful disposition, giving her his hand. genesis shook it with her own hand, "i'm harry..." the one with glasses seemed to trail off, looking unsure if he wanted to tell her his last name.

genesis tilted her head, "just harry?" she asked curiously, "harry potter." the girl's eyes widened, "as in the harry potter? as in the boy who lived?" she questioned, excited she was meeting someone who made history. harry looked somewhat scared at her reaction, she was entirely buzzing with questions, anyone could see it.

however, the long-haired brunette caught herself. "oh- uh, sorry. i've just heard amazing stories about you from my mum and i think you're amazing to have survived what you've gone through." she gushed, beaming at him. harry smiled back, "thanks, but i think it was just luck." he said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"you're lucky, but it can't be just luck, harry. not for the boy who lived." it seems her words struck him in a way, his expression changing to one of deep thought. genesis realised this, "sorry for bringing it up. it wasn't my place." she apologised, feeling as though she might have overstepped some boundaries.

"no, no. it's fine." harry's assurance was cut short when the trolley lady strolled by. "anything from the trolley, dears?" ron gave her a tight-lipped smile before holding up a packed, smushed sandwich. "no, thanks. i'm all set." genesis and harry exchanged looks, "we'll take the lot." he said, fishing out a few gold galleons from his pocket.

and that was the start of the trio's lovely friendship — candy. well, sort of.

"what?!" the two boys exclaimed when genesis declined their offer of sweets and had told them she wasn't the biggest fan of candy. "we let a madwoman in our compartment. we should get out of here, harry." ron joked, making harry let out a small laugh.

genesis only rolled her eyes, "ha-ha, very funny." she simply said, ignoring their jokes. "bertie bott's every flavour beans?" harry read the packaging aloud, "they mean every flavour!" ron exclaimed, "there's chocolate and peppermint, and there's also spinach, liver and tripe." genesis explained, taking a bite of her sandwich that her mum had packed for her.

at the sight of harry's expression, ron spoke up. "george swore he got a bogey-flavoured one once!"

"george?" the girl asked, "my older brother. i've got about six other siblings." the redhead's answer has genesis dumbfounded. "six other siblings? wow. i've only got two other siblings and it already feels cramped. can't imagine how you feel." ron only snorts before taking a bite of his own licorice wand.

"yeah, they're a lot to deal with. especially since my brothers, fred and george, they're twins and they're absolutely troublemaking." the girl's eyes widened, "twins? what a coincidence! i'm a twin, too! my sister's the only troublemaker, however." ron's mouth falls slightly open, "that is a humongous coincidence." he says, slowly taking a bite of his pumpkin pastie.

turning to her right, genesis noticed harry looking isolated. "so, harry, who're you staying with?" well, this opened many doors as the boy started telling her all about his horrific aunt, uncle and cousin.

"they sound horrid."

"yeah, they are." harry said with a sigh, "if you want, you can always come over to bournemouth and stay with my family. they're quite welcoming." genesis offered, taking a sip from her water bottle. "too welcoming..." she quietly added, but they both caught it and chuckled.

"thanks, gen. i'll think about your offer." the boy smiled, picking up a packaging of a chocolate frog.

"these aren't real frogs, are they?"

"it's just a spell. besides, it's the cards you want! each pack's got a famous witch or wizard. i've got about 500 m'self." ron explained as harry opened the box. a chocolate frog sprung out of its confinements, jumping onto the window.

"watch it!" ron exclaimed, furrowing his eyebrows. "awh, look how cute!" genesis gushed, grinning at the magical creature.

"speak for yourself, frogs give me the ick."

"well, now you give me the ick, weasley." she joked, ron only rolled his eyes as the three watched the frog jump out the window. "oh, that's rotten luck. they've only got one good jump in them to begin with." the redhead commented, frowning.

genesis looked at harry, "what card d'you get, harry?" the girl asked him as his face contorted. "i've got dumbledore!" he told them, overjoyed.

"i got about six o' him." harry looked at ron before looking back at his card, shocked to see the old wizard was gone.

"hey, he's gone!"

"well, you can't expect him to hang around all day, can you?" genesis only shook her head at their conversation, too busy staring at the rat on ron's lap. ron notices her looking, "this is scabbers by the way. pathetic, isn't he?" harry and genesis exchange looks once more, "just a little bit." genesis smiled, "fred gave me a spell as to turn him yellow. want to see?" ron's question makes the two curious and interested, agreeing to see the spell.

the boy pulled out his wand and as he was clearing his throat, about to say the magic words, a girl with brown, bushy hair popped by their door.

"has anyone seen a toad? a boy named neville's lost one." she told them, ron only frowned.

"no."

"oh, are you doing magic?" the girl asked when she saw his wand, "let's see, then." she told him, sounding a bit cocky. with that, ron attempted it once more. "sunshine, daisies, butter mellow..." at the sound of the first sentence of the spell, genesis could already tell ron's brother, fred, was clearly messing with him.

when scabbers didn't turn yellow, obviously, the bushy-haired girl scoffed. "are you sure that's a real spell? well, it's not very good, is it?" her words make ron's eyes widen towards harry and genesis, who only observed their exchange with amused expressions.

the girl continued to boast about her own abilities in magic, even though she hasn't even stepped foot on hogwarts yet, even displaying it by fixing up harry's glasses. that's when she realised who he was and introduced herself as hermione granger.

she turned to genesis, "i'm genesis heath. nice to meet you." hermione smiled at her, shaking the hand she held out. "you three better change into your robes. i expect we'll be arriving soon." and with that, hermione granger left, not without telling ron about the dirt on the side of his nose.

"i like her." genesis stated when she left, a huge grin on her face.

"i don't." ron grumbled, rubbing his nose rather harshly. harry and genesis giggle as they watch him. genesis' panic and anxiety seemed to calm, she'd already make two friends, she'll be fine.

❥ evermore | chapter two

pairing: george weasley x oc genre: friends to lovers! warnings: unedited word count: 2.1k masterlist: evermore last chapter: chapter one next chapter: chapter three

THE JOURNEY FROM the train station to hogwarts was a first experience nobody could ever repeat. genesis was having the time of her life admiring the scenery as she rode in a boat with her sister, hermione and the boy who had lost his toad named neville longbottom.

yes, you read right. she found her sister at last.

walking through the main entrance, which was a door five times their size, they were told to walk up the main staircase until they reached the great hall. there they would meet professor mcgonagall, and meet they did.

“welcome to hogwarts.” the witch draped in green robes with a pointy hat placed atop her head, presumably professor mcgonagall, greeted the group of first years with a small smile. “now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates but before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. they are gryffindor, hufflepuff, ravenclaw and slytherin.” as the professor continued her explanation, genesis glanced downwards to the ground.

she squinted her eyes, spotting something dark and glistening on the ground. when it started to move, genesis realised what it was. she gave neville’s elbow a light tap, “neville, isn’t that your toad?” she quietly asked, pointing at the creature.

neville’s eyes widened and he leapt forward just as mcgonagall finished talking. “trevor!” he exclaimed, kneeling on the ground, cradling the amphibian in his hands. as the boy stood up, he apologised before retreating back to his original spot next to the blue-eyed girl.

with that, the professor left to finish preparing the sorting ceremony for them. lovelynn could barely contain her excitement. 

“ugh, i wanna go in already! it’s taking too long!”

“lovey, it’s been 30 seconds since she’s left.”

“yeah! 30 seconds of my life wasted when it could have been spent getting sorted into my house!” genesis could only roll her eyes at her sister’s dramatics.

suddenly, a boy with platinum blonde hair spoke up. “it's true then, what they're saying on the train.” he started, walking towards harry. “harry potter has come to hogwarts.” the boy’s simple sentence has the entire group of first year students bursting into murmurs and gasps.

“this is crabbe and goyle, and i’m malfoy. draco malfoy.” the random pause for dramatic effect has both ron and lovelynn snorting, stifling their laughter.

malfoy looked between the two, “think my name’s funny, do you?” he asked, sending them glares. “i’ve no need to ask yours. red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? you must be a weasley.” the blonde sneered at ron, who only frowned at him. “hey, now. there’s no need for aggression.” genesis spoke up but malfoy only snapped his head at her. 

“i wasn’t speaking to you.” at his comment, the girl raised her hands as if to say ‘alright, i surrender, geez.’ as the boy turned back towards harry, who wasn’t enjoying this one bit.

“we’ll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, potter. you don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort.” malfoy said, referring to ron. “i can help you there.” harry only stared at the blonde’s extended hand before deciding that he was the wrong sort.

“i think i can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks.” the two’s conversation was cut short by professor mcgonagall coming back, eyeing malfoy as he walked back to his original spot but not without giving harry a sort-of determined look, a look that would prove to be one that would follow the scar-headed boy for the rest of his years in hogwarts, but lets not get ahead of ourselves.

the first years walked into the great hall, lined up in pairs of two. genesis walked beside hermione as lovelynn walked beside neville.

the bushy-haired girl noticed genesis staring up at the ceiling, mesmerised at the floating candles and night sky- wait, night sky? “it’s not real, the ceiling, it’s just bewitched to look like the night sky.” hermione explained, “i’ve read about it in-” “hogwarts: a history?” genesis asked, cutting her off. the girl looked taken aback for a moment before giving her a wide smile, “so, you’ve read it, huh?” genesis grinned, answering with a ‘possibly’.

the group gathered along the platform as a wizard’s hat on a stool was before them.

“now, before we begin, professor dumbledore would like to say a few words.” these few notices would consist of few notices such as staying out of the dark forest (which applies to all students), and the fact that the third floor corridor is out of bounds to anyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.

lovelynn grumbled, “talk about a warm welcome.” she snorted to neville, who only stared at her with a confused expression.

as the headmaster finished his tiny speech, professor mcgonagall unravelled a scroll. “now, when i call your name, you will come forth. i shall place the sorting hat on your head and you will be sorted into your houses.” genesis took a deep breath, it was finally time.

with each person getting called, the more nervous the brunette got. especially when her sister was called and sorted into, predictably, gryffindor.

“yes!” lovelynn exclaimed, almost accidentally dashing off with the sorting hat still attached to her head. she sat between neville and a boy named seamus finnigan.

“genesis heath.” hearing her name being called had her heart plummeting to the pit of her stomach.

she slowly walked up the platform, trying her best to keep her breathing steady and quiet. “another heath in a row? how quaint.” the hat started it’s judgement.

“the quieter one, the one easier to pick on, but nonetheless, the one who stands her ground. the one who is bolder and firm, the one who will live on to do great things. things that could change our world. i find it a bit peculiar to place you in ravenclaw, especially apart from your sister whom you seem inseparable from. i guess i’ll put you in gryffindor!” the sigh of relief that left genesis’ lips was only a big clue to the obvious, she was happy to just be sorted into the same house as her sister.

as she walked towards the table, lovelynn stood up again and wrapped her in a big hug. “we’re together! and now there’s like three sets of twins in this house.” she told her with a big grin, finding the random fact amusing.

genesis had gone to sit beside hermione and lovelynn had decided to sit beside her sister and neville longbottom.

after a few minutes of waiting and watching harry potter get sorted(into gryffindor, no surprise) the feast had begun.

genesis wasn’t particularly hungry since she was still feeling rather anxious.

“come on, now. you’ve got to eat something. you’re going to complain later that you’re starving.” lovelynn told her, muffled by the food in her mouth. the girl stared at her with disgust. “i was going to eat something but now that i’ve looked at you, i’ve lost my appetite.” genesis’ comment has ron’s older twin brothers snickering.

the two turned to them and then to ron, “don’t mind them. they find everything humorous.” he said with his cheeks stuffed.

“i’m ron weasley, by the way. i met your sister on the train.” he said to the other twin, “i’m lovelynn heath! nice to meet you, ron.” her enthusiasm makes ron baffled, as she was completely different from her sister.

the weasley twins smiled at them, “i’m fred,” “and i’m george.” they introduced themselves continuously, lovelynn beamed at that.

with a gasp, “we should try doing tha-” “no.” genesis turned her down without even thinking twice. her immediate answer has lovelynn pouting, “you’re no fun.” she complained, “i’m lovelynn, this is genesis. she’s the lesser fun twin.” the short-haired twin emphasised on the word ‘lesser’. “yes. yes, i am.” genesis agreed with a toothy smile, having no problem with the insult.

fred and george chuckles, “well, then, i think you’d fit great with us.” “we’re the most fun pair of twins.” “more like the most getting into trouble pair of twins.” ron’s other older brother, percy, butts in, making lovelynn giggle and genesis smile.

as the dinner went on, ron let out a loud yelp as a ghostly figure’s head popped through their table.

“hello! how are you? welcome to gryffindor!” and after him, came more ghosts from around the hall, or you could say through the hall. 

genesis beamed at the sight, “ghosts?! kind of scary.” lovelynn commented, “they aren’t that scary. they aren’t suppose to be hostile.” her twin informed, george turned to look at her. “well, if you don’t count peeves that is.” fred said just as he was about to speak, “peeves is more trouble than we are, though the bloody baron can always keep him in check.” george explained, taking a bite out of his garlic bread.

“hello, sir nicholas. have a nice summer?” percy asked the ghost head that popped through their table, “dismal. once again my request to join the headless hunt has been denied.” he told the boy in an unsatisfied tone before slowly floating away.

genesis’ eyes slowly widened in realisation, “wait a minute, i know you! you’re-” “nearly headless nick!” ron yelled out, cutting the girl off. “i prefer sir nicholas if you don’t mind.” sir nicholas sassed, the annoyance extremely clear on his features. “who?” lovelynn asked, mouth filled with food once more. 

“sir nicholas de mimsy-porpington.” her younger sister’s reply has her staring with a blank expression. 

“my god, you’re a walking enclopyedia.”

genesis scoffed, “you asked.” she replied back.

“nearly headless? how can you be nearly headless?” hermione’s question has harry rolling his eyes and genesis cringing due to knowing exactly how he’s nearly headless. “like this.” sir nicholas proceeded to tilt his head to the side before it suddenly popped off, hanging onto his body only by a little bit of flesh. ron yelled out in shock as hermione and harry grimaced. the twins only stared, completely indifferent and taking bites out of their food.

“improper decapitation certainly is the worst.” genesis sighed and shook her head while sir nicholas popped his head back on. “it certainly is, ms. heath.” he agreed before taking his leave.

lovelynn shivered, “that is not something you want to see while eating.” she muttered, suddenly not in the mood for her minced pie. “i have no idea what you’re talking about. i am suddenly starving.” genesis grinned, stealing her sister’s minced pie before taking a huge bite from it.

after dinner, the first years were all set to follow percy to their common room. lovelynn stared at the moving staircases with incredulity. “if they move all the time, how do we know when it’ll lead to the place we want to go?” she whispered to her sister, “schedules.” genesis simply answered, staring at the moving paintings they passed by. the older only stared at her weirdly, not understanding what she meant by ‘schedules’.

when they reached their common room with the usage of their password ‘caput draconis’, they headed straight for their dorms. genesis was relieved to know she’d be sharing a dorm room with her sister and hermione, people she was familiar with. their other dormmates were lavender brown and emma joyce. 

“genny, look who it is!” lovelynn exclaimed loudly, pointing her attention to something that sat on her bed. not only did ‘genny’ turn to look but all the girls did, and they were greeted with the delightful sight of the twins’ cream-coloured, fluffy maine coone kitten, carlyle(who didn’t look like a kitten at all since maine coones grew very quickly).

“oh my stars! carlyle!” genesis cried out, approaching the well-groomed kitten and giving him a pat. “aw, he’s adorable.” hermione complimented, smiling at the sight. “he is, isn’t he? he’s also apparently allowed to roam hogwarts on his own which is nice for him since he enjoys watching people study.” genesis explained, lovelynn snorted before leaning towards the other girls. “guess how we found out about that.” she muttered, gesturing to the fact that carlyle started accompanying genesis during her long nights of going through her hogwarts books and has been hooked on watching people read or study ever since.

the girls had decided to wash up and hurry off to bed, figuring they had a long day ahead of them tomorrow and that it was best they slept early. 

lovelynn was the only one to disagree but was the first to start snoring off into dream land, leaving genesis to stare at her sister with a look of utter disbelief and endearment.

❥ evermore | chapter three

pairing: george weasley x oc genre: friends to lovers! warnings: unedited word count: 2.8k masterlist: evermore last chapter: chapter two next chapter: chapter four

IN THE MORNING, the first person to wake up was hermione, no surprises here. though, not long after she awoken, genesis was up and running.

“good morning, hermione.”

“good morning, genesis.” the two girls greeted each other with well-meaning smiles, brushing their teeth side-by-side. 

slowly, the other girls woke up as well except for… “lovelynn!” genesis yelled into her ear, causing her sister to shoot up from bed. 

“hospital!” 

“no, we’re at hogwarts. why are you dreaming about hospitals?” lovelynn only groaned in response, falling back into her bed. 

“fi’ mo’ minute…” she slurred, still incredibly sleepy. 

genesis rolled her eyes, “fine. don’t blame me when you’re late to breakfast and ultimately, class.” she nagged, fixing up her sister’s things on her bedside table. lovelynn sighed before rubbing her eyes and sitting back up. “fine.” and with that she got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to get ready.

afterwards, the short-haired brunette felt much more awake than before. “woo! first day of hogwarts! i’m so pumped!” she exclaimed as her, genesis and hermione walked to the great hall. “what are you guys most excited for?” hermione asked, “definitely defense against the dark arts. though, i don’t know how fun it’ll be with that professor we have. he has a stutter right?” lovelynn asked and they nodded, “i’m looking forward to history of magic.” “boooring!” genesis glared at lovelynn’s response, “rude.” she simply stated but her sister could care less. 

“there’s so many other interesting subjects and you choose history of magic? really?” genesis paid no more attention to her, not wanting to feel annoyed immediately before even stepping foot into their first class. hermione and lovelynn continued to talk about school and other things such as quidditch(which hermione had no interest in but lovelynn was rather ecstatic about it).

going into the great hall, the three girls sat at the front of the table and started filling their plates with eggs, sausages and toast. anyone could see the first years were extremely excited as they chatted away about their lessons once more.

when they mentioned history of magic, fred and george snorted.

“professor binns teaches that class.” “absolutely boring rubbish.” genesis furrowed her eyebrows, “are you saying the topics are boring or the teacher?” her question has fred snickering. “well, i’d have to say both.” she fought back the urge to roll her eyes at him since she was hoping for a general, actual answer. 

george noticed her disgruntled reaction. “but, professor binns is honestly the problem. he’s a ghost and well, he talks extremely slow and is extremely boring.” genesis nodded and smiled at him, “i see. thanks for the heads up.” she said, appreciating that he gave her a legitimate answer.

the younger weasley twin only stared at her with his mouth slightly ajar, seemingly distracted before his brother patted him on the shoulder.

“always helping out the young ones aren’t we, george?” “right you are, fred.” lovelynn rolled her eyes playfully at their antics and they all continued to have breakfast. genesis was a bit weirded out as she noticed ron and harry hadn’t turned up at all even after it was time for classes to start. she wondered where they might’ve been.

once they reached transfigurations and the two boys were still nowhere in sight, genesis had concluded they’d slept in.

“boy, if they come in here late professor mcgonagall’s definitely gonna tell ‘em off.” lovelynn whispered to her sister who was unwrapping her leather strap on her books to place them on the table. “well, they should’ve woke up earlier then.” she simply shrugged as professor mcgonagall begun her transfigurations class.

after 15 minutes, the two boys rushed into the classroom, happy to see that mcgonagall was not there. unbeknownst to them, she was the cat that was sat on the desk at the front of the class.

once they’d written many, many notes, the professor had finally given them something to transfigure. they had to turn a match into a needle, and by the end of the lesson, it seemed only hermione and genesis were able to do exactly that while lovelynn had somehow lit hers on fire.

“ms. heath!” mcgonagall exclaimed, a warning tone laced in her voice. she put out the flames before they could spread and gave lovelynn a look to which she responded with a sheepish grin.

she huffed as the class finally ended and it was time for them to head to potions. 

“that was horrible.”

“how did you even set the match on fire?”

“i don’t know… might be because i picked it up and slid it across the table.” genesis deadpanned at her sister’s reply, rolling her eyes.

when they reached potions, the twins had decided to take a seat between harry potter and hermione granger.

the potions classroom was dark and cold, probably due to the fact it was placed deep into the dungeons of the hogwarts castle. it felt eerie and made genesis a bit anxious. on the other hand, the older of the pair was having a field day staring at the numerous jars on the shelves lining the walls filled with disgusting and interesting looking things.

“how many galleons do you wanna bet that those are the body parts of former hogwarts students?”

“none. absolutely none, you psychopath.” genesis stared at her with an incredulous expression, feeling even more uneasy. just as they were talking, the potions professor stormed into the classroom.

“there will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class.” professor severus snape began as he made his way to his desk. “as such, i don’t expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. however, for those select few,” he quickly glances at draco malfoy, “who possess the predisposition.” 

genesis stared at him with wide eyes, he was extremely intimidating. she had spotted him during the feast last night and what with having distinct features like greasy-looking black hair and a hooked nose, she definitely remembered him.

“i can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. i can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death.” genesis wasn’t going to lie, with the way he was talking she couldn’t help but hang on each and every word he was saying while lovelynn was trying her best to hold back a yawn.

“then again, maybe some of you have to hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not pay attention.” with the professor raising his voice and staring at the student beside her, lovelynn realised he was talking about harry who was writing.

she nudged his shoulder with her own to signal him to stop and he immediately did so. “mr potter — our new celebrity.” and from this moment on, everything went rather south. professor snape continuously questioned the boy who lived things that he had no idea about whilst hermione raised her hand so high up it was almost like she could touch the ceiling. genesis felt so bad for him that she almost decided to speak up before her sister held her hand underneath the table and used their twin telepathy, practically telling her not to do that.

the lesson resumed as normal after snape interrogated harry, made everyone take notes and took five points away from gryffindor house. they were put into pairs and tasked with brewing a simple potion to cure boils.

lovelynn and genesis automatically paired up together, seeing as lovelynn would do nothing and allow her sister to do all the work. though, when snape passed by he didn’t seem quite happy with how one-sided the work was being done and so he switched them up and paired genesis with seamus finnigan instead while lovelynn was stuck with neville longbottom.

“i hate him.” the older twin whispered under her breath as she crushed snake fangs.

genesis seemed even more stressed with seamus as her partner than lovelynn because he was, to put it in a simple way, all over the place.

“no- seamus, this is supposed to be at least 20 grams.” she softly told him which only made him even more annoyed. “fine, you do it then.” he scoffed, handing her the dried nettles. then, there was a loud commotion over at lovelynn and neville’s cauldron. neville had melted their cauldron into a twisted blob that spilled onto the stoney floor as everyone was forced to climb up on their chairs to avoid being burnt.

“idiot boy!” snape yelled at neville who was groaning in pain as red boils start appearing on his skin, “heath, take him up to the hospital wing.” he told lovelynn who silently groaned before grabbing onto neville’s arm. “come on, longbottom.” she urged, giving her sister a look that said ‘save me’ as she passed by.

after the class had ended, genesis rushed out of the classroom to go find the hospital wing to see her sister.

just as she entered through the doors, she bumped into someone familiar. “hello, stranger.” lovelynn playfully greeted, genesis rolled her eyes. 

“hi. how’s neville doing?” 

“longbottom’ll be fine. madam pomfrey shooed me away though.” lovelynn explained as they made their way to their next period.

when it was time for their free period, they sat at the gryffindor table in the great hall. “how do we already have tons of homework? it’s literally the first day!” genesis shook her head at her sister’s complaining, “what were you expecting? candy?” she asked as she wrote her essay on a long piece of parchment. the weasley twins and their friend, lee jordan, were sitting opposite of them with their own load of work.

“let me guess, the homework’s from snape?” george asked, putting his quill down.

“he always gives us tons, we just don’t do them.” fred added, fiddling with his paper and not paying attention to his school work whatsoever.

genesis let out a chuckle, “don’t think you have that option, lovey. mum would be livid if she heard you weren’t doing school work just because you don’t want to.” lovelynn tsked and laid her head on a pile of books. 

“she doesn’t have to know.” 

“oh, but she will, because i’ll tell her.”

“you are such a mommy’s girl, esis.” a bright red hue spreads across genesis’ face at lovelynn’s words before she smacked her with rolled parchment. “ow!” she exclaimed, laughing.

soon enough, the mail had arrived. “oh, look! there’s ivory!” the older heath twin announced, pointing out an ivory-coloured barn owl that was flying into the hall. their owl dropped a package with a letter attached to it.

genesis ripped the letter off it while lovelynn pawed at the package. genesis opened up the letter and quickly summarised it to her sister. 

“mum and dad sends their best wishes and says that michael is having the best time with us out of the house.” 

“that little brat!” lovelynn hissed and scowled thinking about their little brother as she unwrapped the package. when she opened it, it revealed a potted cactus plant. “looks like dad’s garden is growing well.” she observed the tiny, prickly plantae. out of the siblings, lovelynn adored plants the most and it was something she bonded over with their dad.

“hey, look! neville’s got a remembrall!” dean thomas pointed out as neville held up a glass ball decorated with golden lines. “i’ve read about those! when the smoke turns red, it means you’ve forgotten about something.” hermione explained as the ball did exactly that, signalling neville has indeed forgotten something.

“that’s pretty cool.” lovelynn comments as she looked at neville who was sat beside her. “the only problem is i can’t remember what i’ve forgotten.” neville told them with a frown, staring at the red smoke. lovelynn patted him on the back, “i’m sure it’ll come to you eventually, nevs. don’t fret about it too much.” she reassured with a smile and he nodded before placing the glass ball into his pocket.

lovelynn then changed the subject to flying on a broom and for the first years they had compulsory flying lessons. when thursday rolled by, they were out on the field standing beside brooms with madam hooch as their instructor.

genesis had a horrible feeling about flying. she didn’t feel good about being high in the sky with the chance of falling to her doom.

“stick your right hand over the broom, and say ‘up’.” with madam hooches instructions, they all began to enact on them. harry was one of the first people to get his broom to listen to him immediately. lovelynn stared at him with envy as her broom wasn’t budging one bit. genesis wasn’t even trying, scared the broom would smack her in the face.

“the broom isn’t going to smack you, just try it!” lovelynn said as she held her broom in her hand. just as she said that, ron’s had practically punched him in the nose. “...nevermind.” lovelynn quietly muttered, grinning at ron.

at some point they’d all got their brooms to fly up to their hands and were now forced to mount it and kick off into the air.

“on my whistle. three, two—” as madam hooch blew her whistle, neville’s broom immediately floated off the ground without him doing anything. everyone urged him to come back down, but he himself was confused and had no idea what to do. lovelynn tried to grab onto the end of his broom to pull him back down but it was no use, the broom wouldn’t budge.

soon enough, neville was being flailed everywhere, going up and down and around buildings as he gripped tightly to his broom for dear life. when he finally fell, everyone could only stare at him.

“everyone out of the way!” madam hooch yelled as she rushed to him to check for any injuries. 

“i hope he’s okay.” 

“longbottom’s strong, he’ll be fine.” lovelynn told genesis as they peered over the crowd to see what was happening. she sighed before turning her head when something shiny caught her eye. neville’s remembrall had fallen out of his pocket and landed on the grass. just as lovelynn was about to pick it up, draco malfoy had swooped in and snatched it off the ground. she glared at him but he only smirked at her.

“everyone’s to keep their feet firmly on the ground while i take mr. longbottom to the hospital wing, understand? if i see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will find themselves out of hogwarts before they can say quidditch.” as madam hooch walked away, malfoy rubbed the remembrall on his robe.

“d’you see his face, the great lump.”

“shut it, malfoy.” lovelynn hissed but he only smirked. “sticking up for longbottom, are you? never thought you’d like fat little crybabies, heath.” she swore she could feel a vein popping out of her forehead. “well, that’s better than a great, big bully such as yourself, malfoy.” genesis chimed in, defending her sister. “if you want to talk big, we should continue talking about longbottom.” the slytherin held up neville’s remembrall, “maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze he’d remember to fall on his fat arse.” malfoy’s words has the twins seething with even more anger, “give-” “give it here, malfoy!” harry said, cutting off lovelynn who now moved aside to see how this confrontation would go.

“no. i think i’ll leave it somewhere for longbottom to find.” the blonde retorted, throwing the remembrall in the air before catching it again. he stepped onto his broom and floated away, “how about on the roof?” he suggested, flying up towards the sky.

“what’s the matter potter? bit beyond your reach?”

as harry mounted his broom to try and chase after malfoy, hermione stopped him. “harry, no way! you heard what madam hooch sai-” “who cares?! get him harry!” lovelynn interrupted her, “what? no! harry, you don’t even know how to fly.” genesis butted in, “don’t encourage him, lovelynn!” as the twins bickered, harry rolled his eyes before kicking off the ground. hermione and genesis’ mouths fell open, absolutely flabbergasted while lovelynn cheered him on. they shook their heads muttering one word:

“idiots.”

the two boys flew around for a while before malfoy had threw the remembrall extremely far, making harry zoom past him to catch the glass ball. when malfoy came back down from his broom, lovelynn pushed him to the ground. “jerk!” she yelled before genesis pulled her back, “hey, violence isn’t the answer, lovey.” she reminded her sister as malfoy got back up, dusting his robes with a big scowl on his face. 

“you’re lucky i’m willing to look past this and not inform my father, heath.” lovelynn only stared at him before bursting out laughing. “you- you’re going to run off and tell daddy? oh, that is priceless!” she exclaimed, falling onto genesis who tried her best to hold her weight.

they didn’t think draco malfoy’s face could get any more sour.

❥ evermore | chapter four

pairing: george weasley x oc genre: friends to lovers! warnings: unedited word count: 3.5k masterlist: evermore last chapter: chapter three next chapter: —

NO SURPRISE, HARRY obviously succeeded in catching neville’s remembrall.

“good job, potter!” lovelynn exclaimed, beaming at him as everyone crowded around the boy who lived. malfoy watched with a big scowl decorating his face but it changed to a smug grin when he saw professor mcgonagall approaching the group.

“harry potter?” mcgonagall called out, “professor, it wasn’t his fault-” “that’s enough, ms. heath.” she cut lovelynn off as the girl tried to defend harry. “follow me.” mcgonagall gestured to harry who was holding back a sigh. before leaving he handed the remembrall over to lovelynn. “hand this over to neville, will you?” she smiled, “no problem. consider it done.” he returned her smile, reluctantly walking towards the transfigurations professor.

genesis frowned, “d’you think he’ll get into trouble?” she asked ron who wore the same expression as her. “i don’t know, but mcgonagall calling for him doesn’t really give us much hope.” he huffed, leaning onto his broomstick.

when madam hooch came back they resumed the lesson and afterwards, lovelynn left made her way to the hospital wing. “don’t wait up for me!” she told her sister as she waved her goodbye. genesis clutched her books tightly to her chest, she guessed she could just stick with ron and wait for harry to come back and tell them how he’s expelled.

“a seeker?!” boy, expelled was the farthest thing from it.

“but first years never make the house team!” ron exclaimed as they walked through the crowded halls, “you must be the youngest seeker in-” “a century! according to mcgonagall.” genesis gave harry a look when he cut her off but he only sheepishly smiled, clearly just as excited as they were.

“hey! well done, harry! wood’s just told us.” a sudden voice beside them says, genesis looked in the direction of the noise and saw one of the weasley twins. “fred and george are on the team too. beaters.” ron informed, and the twins beam. “our job is to make sure you don’t get bloodied up too bad. can’t make any promises, of course, rough game quidditch.” george explained, glancing over at genesis who was struggling keeping up with them, having to take twice the steps they took.

“brutal! but no one’s died in years. someone will vanish occasionally-” “but they’ll turn up in a month or two!” the twins snickered to themselves as they saw harry looking a little pale. “can you two stop it? you’re scaring him for no reason.” genesis scolded but they only started snickering harder.

“anyways, we’re sure to win the quidditch cup this year.” fred mentioned, “we haven’t won since charlie left, but this year’s team is going to be brilliant. you must be good, harry. wood was almost skipping when he told us.” george beamed, looking extremely motivated. 

“anyways, we’ve got to go. lee jordan reckons he’s found a new secret passageway out of the school.”

“bet it’s the one behind the statue of gregory the smarmy that we found in our first week.”

“isn’t that sort of breaking the rules?” george smiled at genesis, “well, it’s sort of breaking the rules if someone finds out about it.” he said lowly, leaning over to her before winking. “see you.” the twins said in unison as they walked off, leaving the three first years. 

they walked to the courtyard. “don’t listen to them, harry. about all that people dying stuff.” the girl said, patting him on the shoulder. “yeah, quidditch is great! best game there is, you’ll be great too.” ron added, trying to reassure him. 

“but i’ve never even played quidditch, what if i make a fool out of myself?”

“you won’t make a fool of yourself.” they whipped their heads to the new voice beside them and only one of them were happy to see it was hermione.

“it’s in your blood.” with the newfound information, the four of them headed to another corridor that had a trophy case decorating it. in that trophy case there was an award with the name ‘james potter’ and ‘seeker’ below it.

ron stared in awe, “woah. harry, you never told me your father was a seeker too!” genesis shook her head at his words, ‘how would he know?’ she thought, ‘he’s lived with muggles his entire life.’ genesis was holding back a facepalm. “i… didn’t know.” harry softly muttered, staring at the award longingly.

“you didn’t know what?” they all jumped at the loud noise but lovelynn only grinned. “sorry, did i scare you?” she asked, obviously knowing the answer for herself.

“that harry’s father was a seeker and now he’s being asked to be a seeker for gryffindor house as well.” at genesis’ explanation, lovelynn’s mouth falls open so wide that a bird could fly into it. “what?! a seek-” she got cut off with shushes from all of them, “people aren’t supposed to know. don’t tell anyone, lovelynn.” genesis nagged, “but this is so exciting! well done, potter! malfoy’s going to be real pissed when he finds out.” the older twin cheered as quietly as she could, slapping harry hard on the back as a congrats.

the heath twins departed from the trio as they decided to head to the great hall.

“so, how was neville doing? his wrist alright?”

“oh, he was doing great. madam pomfrey seemed a bit annoyed to see him again so soon.” they discussed as they walked past a group of hufflepuffs. “seemed a bit red, though. when i handed him his remembrall, he started stammering all over the place.” she said with a weirded out expression, but genesis only smiled.

before they knew it, halloween rolled around.

“charms is sooo boring.”

“you said that about like, four other subjects.” genesis said, listening to her sister’s consistent complaints as they walked towards their charms class.

“yeah.” lovelynn simply answered, not having much to argue about.

when the class started, professor flitwick had informed them they would finally be making things float. “finally, something interesting.” genesis pinched lovelynn, when she heard her complaining once more, who yelped quietly in pain. again, the twins were paired up together for practice.

“now, don’t forget that nice wrist movement we’ve been practising; swish and flick! ooh! and enunciate, wingardium leviosa. off you go then.”

lovelynn grabbed her wand and cleared her throat, “wingardium leviosa!” she exclaimed, swishing and flicking her wand but the feather didn’t budge. “nevermind. this is still boring.” lovelynn bluntly said, giving up almost immediately.

“hey, no. try again. you can’t give up that easy.”

“yes, i can. i just did.” genesis sighed in exasperation, trying to do the spell as well.

suddenly, they saw a feather floating up to the ceiling from hermione and ron’s table. “oh, ho, ho! well done! see here, everyone, ms. granger’s done it! splendid!” professor flitwick cheerfully announced, but ron looked extremely annoyed.

not even a minute later, an explosion was heard and you can guess where that came from.

“he can’t go two minutes without blowing something up, can he?” lovelynn asked as she walked alongside her sister and out of the classroom.

“maybe it’s just rotten luck.” 

“hah, more like a rotten curse- hey!” hermione pushed past the two of them with her head down. genesis swore she heard her sniffling. lovelynn stared at the bushy-haired girl weirdly, “what’s up with her?” she asked, “i don’t know, but maybe we should go after her.” genesis suggested and lovelynn groaned, “you can go. i’m heading back to the common room and taking a nap before the halloween feast tonight.” the younger twin shook her head but agreed anyway, quickly running after hermione.

genesis had tried to follow hermione but she had lost her at some point. she looked for her all afternoon and until night came. she would be missing the halloween feast but at this point, she was more worried about hermione’s whereabouts. when she entered the girl’s lavatory, the sounds of hermione crying echoed throughout the room. 

genesis walked towards the stall she was in, “h-hermione? i’ve been looking for you all afternoon. are you alright?” she asked but received no response. 

“please come out. you can talk to me.” 

“go away. why would you want to listen to whatever i have to say?”

genesis furrowed her eyebrows and her lips morphed into a deeper frown. “well, we’re friends, aren’t we?” she hesitantly asked, unsure if she should because if she had mistaken hermione as her friend, well, that would be one more embarrassing thing to add to her list of goof-ups.

hermione went silent for a bit, only the sounds of her sniffling were heard.

“after charms, i heard ron call me a nightmare and say that was the reason i had no friends.” her words make genesis’ mouth fall ajar, “that little-” she muttered quietly before cutting herself off, “don’t listen to ron. he’s an idiot, hermione. you aren’t a nightmare.” genesis told her through the door, leaning on it. the girl didn’t say anything back, probably unconvinced.

“you do have friends, hermione. i’m your friend, and so is neville. maybe not many, but i’ll be here for you whenever you need, you can count on me.” genesis waited but there was still no reply, but there was the sound of the door unlocking.

hermione came out of the stall with tear-stained cheeks and red eyes, wiping them with her hands. genesis smiled at her and embraced her in a hug, leaving hermione to muster up a smile herself.

“thanks.” she said when they pulled away, “no problem.” genesis replied, patting her on the back.

meanwhile, the feast was going swell. a variety of treats were lined along the tables, and everyone was bursting with joy.

harry looked beside him and noticed someone missing. “where’s hermione?” he asked them and neville turned to him. “parvati patil said she’s been in the girl’s bathroom all afternoon, crying.” he explained with a frown, harry shared a look with ron who only shrugged.

george looked around and furrowed his eyebrows.

“genesis is missing as well?”

“oh, she went to go find hermione after charms class because she noticed her crying. i’m guessing she’s with hermione in the lavatory right now. don’t know why they’ve been in there all afternoon, though.” lovelynn explained as she took a bite out of her pumpkin pie. ron looked especially guilty now.

suddenly, professor quirrel entered the hall in a panic, screaming about a troll in the dungeon.

chaos reigned and everyone was screaming and standing up to start running. with a few sparks flying out of dumbledore’s wand, the great hall went silent.

“prefects will lead their house back to their dormitories and teachers will follow me to the dungeons.” lovelynn couldn’t follow these directions! her sister was in the girl’s toilet and had no idea about the supposed troll in the dungeon. when the gryffindors made their way through a door, she grabbed harry and ron by the collars and pulled them aside.

“wha-”

“hermione and genesis have no idea about the troll! we can’t just leave them.” she told them and harry nodded while ron looked pale, terrified of what would happen if they came face-to-face with a troll.

the three of them rushed to the other side of the corridor that led to the girl’s bathroom but on the way, something caused them to stop.

“i think the troll’s left the dungeon…” ron muttered as they watched a humongous shadow move on the wall of the hallway. harry pulled both of them to the side to hide behind a wall, trying to peer at it. they watched the troll sluggishly walk straight towards-

“the girl’s bathroom!” lovelynn exclaimed, “it’s heading straight for the girl’s bathroom!” she took out her wand and slipped past harry and ron despite their constant whisper-shoutings of ‘no’. she chased after the beast with the two boys trailing behind her, all of them light as a cat so as to not make any sound and attract the troll.

in the girl’s lavatory, hermione was just washing her face as genesis leaned against a stoney wall.

“do you think we missed the feast?” she asked her, fantasising about anything coated in chocolate. hermione laughed as she grabbed a tissue, “i’m sure the feast’s still going on, we won’t miss it.” she reassured but froze when she turned to genesis’ direction.

genesis stared at her with a raised eyebrow, “what is it?” hermione slowly lifted her hand to point behind her. the girl turned around only to get shocked by a twelve foot tall troll. the two of them backed away slowly before hermione darted into one of the bathroom stalls and genesis opted for laying on the ground as the troll swung its club.

“what do we do?!” genesis asked her as she tried her best to run to the other side, “i don’t know!” hermione yelled back before screaming as the troll destroyed all the stalls with one swing.

genesis tried to think as she pulled out her wand but then the bathroom door swung open and harry, ron and lovelyn appeared.

“hermione, move!” harry told her and she started army-crawling her way underneath the half-broken walls of the stalls. lovelynn ducked as she ran past the troll and towards her twin sister. “are you alright?” she asked, “yeah, you guys are here just in time! did you call a teacher?” when a sheepish smile spread across lovelynn’s face, genesis knew the answer to her question.

“one job!” she screamed at her as the boys started throwing broken wooden planks at the troll’s head. hermione suddenly ran towards them and yanked them underneath the row of sinks.

“why are we hiding here?!” genesis continued to shriek, “i don’t know! i’m panicking!” hermione cried out before screaming and pushing them to the next sink when the troll tried to hit them with its club again.

“help!” hermione yelled at the two boys who were entirely clueless on what to do. harry pulled out his wand and charged towards it, grabbing the end of its weapon before ultimately getting swung onto the troll’s neck. in the middle of its confusion and swinging around to get harry off of its neck, lovelynn grabbed both hermione and genesis and made a run for it.

they reached ron but now harry was upside down, being held by the leg and was desperately trying to avoid getting destroyed by the club.

“do something!” harry yelled, ron looked around him. 

“what?!”

“anything!”

ron pulled out his wand, thinking about the levitation charm they practised earlier today. “swish and flick!” hermione reminded him for the last time and he nodded, looking determined.

“wingardium leviosa!” at his words, the troll’s club hovered above them, confusing the beast as it looked at its now empty hand. when it looked up, ron released his spell and the club fell on its head causing him to fall, completely knocked out.

genesis and hermione sighed in relief while lovelynn punched the air, “let’s go, weasley!” she yelled, shaking him back and forth.

hermione walked towards it slowly with caution, “is it… dead?” she asked, tilting her head.

“i don’t think so. just knocked out.” harry told her before kneeling down to retrieve his wand that got stuck in the troll’s nose while he was hanging on its neck. the five of them stare at it with disgust.

“ugh, troll bogies.” harry grimaced, looking at the slime-covered wand.

the sudden sound of rushing footsteps filled their ears and soon enough, professor mcgonagall, professor snape and professor quirrel arrived.

“oh! oh my goodness!” mcgonagall exclaimed, placing a hand on her heart. “explain yourselves! all of you!” she referred to harry, ron and lovelynn mostly. as the three of them tried their best to come up with an explanation, hermione cut them off.

“it’s my fault, professor mcgonagall.” she said, making all of them snap their heads at her.

“what are you doing?” genesis whispered to her but she didn’t say anything in reply.

“i went looking for the troll. i’ve read about them and thought i could handle it.” the other four shared bizarre looks with one another. the hermione granger? lying to a teacher? who disrupted the timeline?

“but i was wrong. if harry, ron, lovelynn and genesis hadn’t found me…” genesis furrowed her eyebrows, “i’d probably be dead.” she really didn’t think she had to lie for genesis as well since she was with her the entire time but hermione seemed extremely adamant on this. 

“be that as it may, it was an extremely foolish thing to do. i would have expected more rational behaviour on your part and i am very disappointed in you ms. granger.” mcgonagall said, “five points will be taken from gryffindor for your serious lack of judgement.” hermione only stared at the ground in shame, most probably for lying. the professor then turned to the other four, “as for you four, well, i hope you just realise how fortunate you are. not many first year students can take on a fully grown mountain troll and live to tell the tale.” ron and lovelynn smiled at each other, pretty happy about where this was going. “five points…” their smiles faded, “will be awarded to each of you.” but then came back again, beaming.

“for sheer dumb luck.” professor mcgonagall added before walking away with snape trailing after her. professor quirrel urged them all to leave before the troll awoken.

as they all walked down the corridor, lovelynn stretched. “ah, that was fun.” her words cause the red-head of the group to give her an incredulous look. 

“‘fun’?! that was the farthest thing from fun!” he yelled, absolutely red in the face.

“but you got to defeat that mountain troll!” 

“barely!”

“hey, lets just be grateful none of us got seriously injured.” genesis scolded, still carrying her books from the morning.

they all went silent for a while until harry spoke up. “good of you to get us out of trouble like that.”

“mind you we did save her life.”

“mind you she might not have needed saving if you hadn’t insulted her.” harry’s comeback has ron feeling a little bit guilty before turning to hermione.

“what are friends for?” he said, receiving a grin from the bushy-haired girl and a scowl from the girl next to her.

“genesis, let it go.” hermione told her when she saw her face, genesis only sighed. “as long as you’re okay, i’ll let it go.” lovelynn suddenly squealed, “aww, my wittle essy is making fwiends!” she said in a baby-like voice as she squished her sister’s cheeks together. genesis shoved her off in annoyance, rubbing her face. “shut it.” she hissed making everyone giggle.

when they reached the common room, it was extremely packed. everyone was continuing their dinners from the feast before. from the corner of his eye, george spotted the group but he really only cared about one of them.

“hey, i was wondering where you were when you didn’t turn up for the feast.” he said as he came up to genesis, a pink hue colouring his cheeks. genesis eyes went wide for a moment, “you noticed i wasn’t there?” she asked, “well, yeah. it was all you talked about for the last week.” he said with a laughing scoff at the end, smiling from ear to ear. she felt her face grow hot from the sudden undivided attention from him.

the other four stared at the two, three looking amused and one looking rather annoyed.

“i’m his brother, why didn’t he notice i was missing from the common room just now?” he whispered to them, “maybe because his mind was a little preoccupied with someone else.” lovelynn retorted, smiling smugly.

they all continued their dinners respectively. harry, ron and hermione sat together in a corner in silent peace. lovelynn and genesis had decided to join george, fred and lee jordan.

“a mountain troll! imagine! you guys’ little brother defeated a mountain troll.” lee exclaimed after lovelynn had told him the entire story. genesis was a bit disapproving of her telling but it was bound to spread somehow, someway. 

“we always knew he had it in him!” 

“it may have had something to do with when fred turned his teddy into a spider when he was three.” genesis stared at fred incredulously, “that’s awfully mean.” she frowned as she took a bite out of her garlic bread. “hey, he broke my toy broomstick first.” “he was only three!” she countered, slightly choking on her bread.

fred rolled his eyes, “what’s your point?” he asked as lovelynn let out a giggle, “she’s just empathetic when it comes to children. when our little brother started crying after i hit him even though he hit me first, she immediately coddled him.” the three of them stared at her weirdly, “isn’t your brother a year younger than the two of you?” “yep.” she nonchalantly answered, “it happened when he was seven and we were eight.” she explained and genesis rolled her eyes.

“oh, please. he hits so soft, and you hit him back with a full punch!”

“it was still a hit!”

“you were being dramatic!” they argued once more, something they did frequently in private and public.

lee laughed, “you know, you two are nothing like fred and george. i honestly expected all twins to be constantly attached to the hip.” he stated, taking a sip out of his goblet.

“well, we are. mostly she’s attached to mine, but we just argue a lot i guess. might be because of how different we are.”

“definitely because of how different we are.” genesis commented, snorting. lovelynn tsked before throwing a pea at her. 

“don’t waste food!” 

“oh, i didn’t know mum was here now!”

“excuse me?!”

and the arguing continued into the wee hours of the night, even when everyone went to bed, because how could they not?

Ghost | G.W.

George Weasley x Ravenclaw female reader

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Warning:references to death

Summary:George protects himself from the rain under the roof of the Wooden Bridge,where he meets a girl. What he doesn’t know is that the pretty lady hides a secret.

(Gif not mine-credits to the maker)

At Hogwarts February is the rainiest month of the year,you might be walking around and suddenly feel raindrops falling on your face,wetting your cheeks and your hair.

Some finds poetry in the rain,others just melancholy,but what matters is that you can’t control it. When it rains,it rains and all you can do is find a warm place where hide and wait the sunlight:that’s what George was doing under the Wooden Bridge during the grey Friday evening he met the girl he fell in love with.

He ran down from the clock tower,sneezing as soon as the sole of his boots touched the wooden floor of the bridge,his face hidden between his hands. <<Bless you>> a voice said,making George lift his head <<Thanks-the angles of his lips curved in a little smile-you are?>> he asked <<Y/n>> you smiled,closing your books <<Sorry,I didn’t mean to bother you I was just looking for a place where to protect myself from the rain>> he explained <<No one never bothers me,especially if he’s a Weasley>>.

The boy laughed and sat next to you <<I didn’t know my family had fans>> <<Not really a fan. I saw what you did to Umbridge>> you said <<The little prank uh? Well something Fred and I are proud of. You liked that didn’t you?>> he asked,his elbow hitting your forearm <<I did. It was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen>> <<I don’t remember you were there>> the boy suddenly said,you shrugged your shoulders <<I’m a quiet person,I easily go unnoticed>> you replied <<So sad,pretty girls don’t deserve such a treatment>> <<Pretty girls? Are you always so flirty?>> <<Sometimes>> he joked.

<<What are you reading?>> George asked,grabbing your book <<A collection of John Keats’ poems>> you replied while the boy’s hands accidentally touched yours <<You’re so cold,Y/n. You’ll get a fever>> he said,immediately leaving the book on your knees to hold your hands. You rejected him,moving your hands away <<Don’t worry George,my hands are always cold>> <<That’s not good>> he looked at you,his eyebrows lifted up in a so called dad stare,you laughed <<Oh shut up>> you replied.

Suddenly the rain stopped <<The sun’s about to comeback>> you said,standing up and looking at the sky,George did the same <<It is. Well I’d better go back to the Gryffindor common room,Fred is surely waiting for me. We’ll see each other again,won’t we...pretty girl?>> he smirked,you tilted your head a little bit <<If you want to>> <<I do>> George immediately said <<Great. See you tomorrow,right here. Same time>> <<Fine. Have a good day,Y/n>> <<You too>> Goeorge smiled at you and then left.

A few weeks later in the Great Hall

<<So someone’s here’s in love!>> Ron taunted George <<Shut up!>> he replied <<What’s the name of the girl again?>> Hermione asked <<It’s Y/n>> <<Y/n...-the witch looked confused-and you said that she’s a Ravenclaw,right?>> George nodded <<Why do you look so perplexed?>> he asked <<Because I’ve never heard of her>> the witch replied <<The school’s big Hermione. I don’t see the problem>> Harry said <<I know but...it’s strange>> <<Let’s ask to Luna then,she’s coming>> the boy called the blonde girl,who sat in front of him <<What’s up guys? Is it about Nargles?>> she asked,George shaked his head <<Do you know Y/n?>> he demanded <<Y/n...Y/n...I might,her name reminds me of someone. Who is she?>> <<She’s one of your housemates>> <<I don’t think so>> Luna replied <<What? Listen I’ve been meeting her everyday recently and she always wears a Ravenclaw scarf>> George persisted.Suddenly a light shined in Luna’s eyes <<Wait,are you talking about Y/n Y/l/n?>> <<Yes. Seen it! Y/n’s just a shy girl>> he said <<You mean she’s dead>>.

George froze on the place at the girl’s words <<It’s impossible,I’ve met her yesterday and I assure you she’s the healthiest person I’ve ever seen>> <<I think you’ve been meeting her ghost,George. She died years ago>> Luna kept talking;Hermione suddenly butted in the conversation <<For the beard of Merlin,she’s right! I’ve read about her death in a old copy of The Daily Prophet,I had found it in the library! That’s why everything seemed strange to me>>. George stood up,he had never looked so exasperated before <<It’s clear you’re both wrong>> he said walking away to reach you on the Wooden Bridge.

Once he had arrived no one was there. He looked around,already sad at the thought you wouldn’t come that day,but suddenly some lips as cold as ice left a kiss on his cheek,sending shivers all along his back. George turned,seeing you standing in front of him <<Hi>> you greeted him with a smile <<Hello Y/n. How are you?>> he asked <<I’m fine,but you look worried. Is everything okay?>> you demanded. The Weasley sighed,leaning his arms on the wood of the bridge and then he talked,staring at the beautiful scenario in front of him.

<<Luna and Hermione told me you’re a ghost-a little laugh escaped his mouth-it’s funny,don’t you think? I could expect Luna saying something like that but Hermione...maybe she isn’t that brilliant>>. You sighed,your chin was now resting on George’s shoulder <<You found it out>> you whispered.

George got petrified <<Excuse me? Are you joking?>> she asked,you shaked your head and looked down at the clean and deep water of the Black Lake <<I’m not,George,I wish I was...but I’m not lying. I died a long ago>> <<You died here,right?>> he demanded,his eyes were now full of an uncommon sadness for him;you nodded <<It was a rainy day. I was reading when I saw a bird. He was flying all around the bridge,up and down. Its plumage was the prettiest I’ve ever seen but while trying to see him well I’ve stretched my body too much on the edge and...and I’ve fallen down..in the water,drowning. No one has ever found my body. I’m a part of the lake now>> you explained,staring to un undefined point down from the bridge.

George gulped,trying not to cry <<When did it happen?>> <<1980. 4th of February 1980>> you answered,seeing George tearing up <<Don’t cry>> your hand caressed his cheek <<That’s unfair>> he mumbled <<Life is unfair. But everyone has its own faith,I’ve accepted it years ago and now I’m fine>> you wiped his tears away <<Can I still love you?>> those words flew out from George’s mout like graceful butterflies.

The sudden question left you speechless. <<You...you love me?>> you asked,not believing in his words <<I do. I wanted to confess you my feelings but it seems you preceded me with something bigger>>;you looked down <<You can’t love me,George. I’m a ghost>> you whispered <<So? Where’s the problem? You’re different from the other ghosts:you’re not air you’re...you’re more like a person...I...I can touch you>> he said,his hands were now on your cheeks <<It’s a spell,George. That’s it. I’ll become air as soon as you leave>> you confessed <<So what? You can use the spell everytime you hang out with me>> <<I can’t leave this bridge. I haven’t been asking you to meet me here just because it’s romantic...I’ve been doing it because my body is linked to this place>>.

The boy’s face got pale <<Fine,I’ll come here everyday,just as we’ve been doing until now>> you shaked your head <<I made a mistake,George,I should’ve not tried to become friend with you. It was so stupid>> you told him,breaking his heart <<It’s not. I’m happy I’ve met you>> <<No you aren’t! Not anymore,at least. Merlin,I didn’t think you would fall in love with me...I should have stopped seeing you after our first meeting. I’m...I’m sorry George>> you wanted to cry but you couldn’t:ghosts don’t have tears to cry when they’re sad. <<What do you mean? What’s the point of this conversation,Y/n?>> the Gryffindor asked <<We can’t see each other anymore>> you said. <<But- >> you cut the boy’s sentence out <<No buts,George,I love you too. I love you with my whole heart and that’s the problem. Things can’t work out,we need to stop>>.

George stayed silent,his eyes stucked in yours and his breath warming the skin of your face;you were about to talk when his lips touched yours. You both shared a gentle,icy kiss wet by the tears of two hearts who needed to love each other but who couldn’t. <<Be happy George,from now on I’ll be watching on you,and one day when I’ll find a way out from this cage and you will have lived a happy,long life we’ll meet again>> you said,a smile was born between your tears <<Promise me>> George whispered <<I do promise you>> you replied,disappearing.

From that day every week on the deck appeared a bouquet of white roses. No student knew who was going to leave them here, but on the notelet they always read verses from John Keats’ poems.

Hiraeth | G.W.

George Weasley x Reader

Warning:references to death and war,blood

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Hiraeth:a home sickness for a home to which you can not return,a home which maybe never was;the nostalgia,the yearning,the grief for the lost places of your past

Summary:Fred was your home but after his death you fell in hiraeth,discovering that George will be your new home.

The clock ticked in the empty room of the Hogwarts dungeon as you were lost in your thoughts.

Everything seemed to be back at normal:students filled the corridors with noises and runs,the desks were covered in pens and sheets again and there wasn’t a single crap in the Hogwarts walls,even the Wooden Bridge had been completely rebuilt.

New professors walked along the courtyard,greeting their students:the old ones smiled seeming they had forgotten everything,the newest probably didn’t even fully understand what had happened a few months before on that ground,they couldn’t imagine they were walking on a rebuilt graveyard...but you could,and that thought didn’t help repeating the year you had missed.

Sometimes you could still see the bodies of your friends laying in the great hall,all stained in mud and drowned in blood,you could still feel the smell of death and the loud noises coming from the giants destroying the school...sometimes you could still even hear Bellatrix’s screams and evil laughters while she was busy throwing forbidden curses here and there.

You felt shives going along your spine as you shaked your head,trying to return to the reality to look again into the Mirror of erised in front of you.

You touched the cold glass with the palm of your hand,tearing up at the boy you could see in the reflection. <<Hi Fred>> you whispered curving your lips in a weack smile.

Fred was standing there in front of you,leaning a shoulder against what it seemed to be the wall of one of the Hogwarts corridors,he was playing with a little firework which flew from one of his fingers to another,then up in the air,followed by the boy’s eyes which later moved,looking at you for a few seconds until the little light was back on Fred’s fingers.

You knew it wasn’t really him,what you were seeing was just the reflection of a short moment repeating himself. The mirror was showing you your biggest desire:see Fred back at the simple things he used to do in his everyday life and one of them was,obviously,playing with the Weasley products.

It had been months since you lost him,but,for you,those months didn’t really passed. Your mind was still stuck there,was stuck at Fred’s body laying on the floor surrounded by his family crying their souls out,you were stuck at Hermione’s hug you felt when your knees became too weak to let you stand properly,you were stuck at your bruises burning as tears were wetting your face...you were stuck at the moment you found out that people can’t always recover from the pain life throws in their lives.

The following days you stayed at the Burrow with the Weasleys,eating in silence as Fred wasn’t there to joke with George nor to lift your humour up. You spent days closed in his room,looking at his books,rolling yourself up in his blankets which were still smelling of his scent and wearing his sweaters to replace the feeling of his arms wrapped in a hug around your body. You even ended up arguing with Percy as he didn’t want to see you stealing what was from Fred’s,but you never stealed anything...you hadn’t the courage to do it,Molly had to give you Fred’s latest Christmas sweater saying that you had too keep it as he loved to see you walk around the Burrow wearing it. And you thanked her in tears,receiving an hug that almost felt as warm as Fred’s one.

<<I’d need one of your jokes right now>> you muttered,looking in the boy’s eyes which were again chained to yours.

<<Why did the gym close down?-a sudden voice said-it just didn’t work out!>> you immediatly turned,seeing a boy standing in the twilight. For a second your heart stopped,mistaking him for Fred but your brain immediately snapped,calling your feelings dumbasses as it couldn’t be. It was George.

<<Wanna attend school again?>> you joked,the ginger boy rolled his eyes <<Just checking how things are going here at Hogwarts. The new potion teacher seems to be a cool person. I wish he taught me instead of Snape>> George said bitterly,you knew he reached a point where he was even missing that man <<Just the children we were years ago thought that. After all he was a great professor>> you replied,seeing George nodding and walking towards you,sitting on the ground.

<<Do you see the same as me,don’t you?>> you immediately asked as the boy looked in the Mirror of erised <<This bastard should had been destroyed years ago by Dumbledore-he mumbled-but I do. I do see him,Y/n. He’s right there,sitting on the desk in the office of our jokes shop. He hated chairs,and he hated sitting like a normal person>> George smile and his eyes shined <<You see him at the joke shop with you? I see him here at Hogwarts. He’s playing with s little flying firework>> you replied,wrapping your arms around George’s forearm and resting your cheek on his shoulder.

You closed your eyes,smelling the same scent of Fred’s. George caressed your leg and even his hand seemed to be his brother’s,you sighed and then smiled as soon as a sense of familiarity caught you,making your heart feel a little lighter. But that feeling didn’t last for long as you immediately returned to reality and felt guilty:George wasn’t Fred,Fred wasn’t George and for as much as they were identical they had different identities and you didn’t want to mix them up,George didn’t deserve such a treatment.

<<I’m sorry>> you said,looking down <<Don’t be. I look in the mirror and all I see it’s him>> the boy whispered <<But you’re not,George. He was a part of you in the same way you were a part of him...but you had always been two different people>>. George smiled and looked at you,feeling his heart melt at those words <<It’s hard for both of us,but I really do appreciate the way you’re splitting us apart. Thank you,it really helps>> he soft spoken and,without even realising it,his face was now a few inches away from yours.

Your noses were almost touching while the pupils of your eyes were chained together. In that moment,under the faint light of the dungeon,you realised that there couldn’t be another Fred but,surely,in your heart there could be a place for another man as special as Fred...in that moment you realised that,after all,something special had begun to grow between you and George. You realised that from the dry soil of pain could still blossom a flower,a beautiful daisy you wanted to grow with George.

Butterflies begun to fly in your stomach while you slowly set to zero the space between your lips. George leaned in,kissing you gently and warmly,making you feel alive again and gifting you with a light you thought the battle of Hogwarts turned off forever.

<<Thank you for loving George and not Fred’s shadow>> the ginger boy whispered <<There’s so much to love in George>> you replied,smiling.

George stood up,cleaning his trousers from the dust of the ground and grabbed the sheet which was supposed to cover the mirror <<We need to leave it here,forever. It won’t bring our Fred back and I’m sure that he would love to kick both of us right now>> the ginger boy said <<Why do you think that?>> you asked. George looked at you <<Because we’re wasting time. The same time Fred didn’t get. He fought for us to be here today and now,wherever he is,I’m sure he want us to fully live our life. We owe him>> he replied <<You’re right>> you said,helping George covering the object.

<<The past is in the past,Y/n. No more pain,no more violence just love for the life we had the luck to live>> George said firmly looking in your eyes. You hold his hand and nodded <<Fine. Let’s leave and restart everything,together>> you smiled <<Together>> George repeated.

Years later

<<I am excited. So freaking excited!>> a little boy with ginger hair was screaming,running from a corner to another of King’s Cross. <<George he’s going to hit someone and get hurt!>> you yelled at your husband who was running towards the kid <<I’m trying Y/n!>> he yelled back,finally lifting up from the ground the boy and carrying him on his shoulder <<But I was having fun!>> he mumbled <<Sweetie you’re not at home,you can’t have fun however you want>> you looked at him <<Dad is mommy right? You know that I love you dad>> <<Fred I’m not going to defend you,mommy’s right>> George replied,putting the kid who was already huffing down as you reached platform 9¾.

<<Ready Fred?>> George asked smiling at his son <<Ready dad!>> Fred replied <<Write often to us,okay? And don’t put yourself in troubles>> you said <<I’m not mom>> he exclaimed,leaving a kiss on your cheek and then leaving a kiss on George’s too. <<Do you have everything,right? Books,howl,wand...>> George cut your sentence off <<Love he has everything,we both checked. Let him go,he wants to start his first year of school. Don’t you Freddie?>> George smiled and the kid immediately nodded <<Then go. You’re free>> you joked,seeing the boy run on the train and wish you a goodbye from the window.

<<I hope everything’s going to be alright>> you muttered in concern,reasting your chin on George’s shoulder <<He’s going to be a great wizard,Y/n. I’m sure,don’t worry>> he reassured you <<Oh I’m not worried about that,George,he surely will be an amazing wizard...I’m worried about the amount of letters of complaint we’re going to receive from the school>> you sighed,and George laughed <<We’ll deal with it just like Fred’s grandmother did>> your husband replied,laughing as he kissed your cheek.

nosebleed nougats - g.w

pairing: george weasley x reader

warnings: mainly dialogue, fluff, dirty jokes

fandom: harry potter

summary: reader and george have a ‘heartfelt’ conversation

the bold quote (other than the first line) belongs to jae (@/just-a-smol-spoon)

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“At this point if a clown invited me to the woods, i would go”

You and George were doing your dreadful potions work, writing 14 inches about some random potion from 3 centuries ago.

“That's not very positive love” George responded with a smirk, not looking up from the nosebleed nougat he was working on.

“You’ve just been tinkering with your gum sticks” you whined rolling your eyes, throwing a piece of ripped parchment at this ginger’s head.

“Nosebleed nougats”

You stood up from your desk and sat opposite george on his bed, both your legs crossed.

“Can I tell you a fact Georgie?” you asked, plucking the nougat out of his hands, causing him to finally look up.

“What love?”

“If you don’t say ‘cows’ when passing some cows on a trip, I don’t trust you”

“I wouldn’t trust myself either way so-”

"You’re supposed to laugh!” you said, rolling your eyes.

“You want to laugh?” he responded leaning back, motioning you forward with his hand. You scooted forward, questioning mentally what he was doing when he suddenly started ticking your sides.

“George- please- not- please-” you panted out.

“Okay okay, now here’s a joke. What do you do when your cat's dead?”

“I don’t know? Mourn?”

“No, you play with the neighbor's pussy instead.”

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You are one of the students of the Beauxbatons commission and like the others you are determined to win the Triwizard Tournament but instead of the Goblet of Fire, you ended this season at Hogwarts with something even better.

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You had a normal life at Hogwarts, until the Weasley twins decided they weren't going to leave you alone anymore, and what was the reason? You would give five galleons to anyone who knew the answer. 

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Flower Shower - part of the Soulmate series

Pairing: soulmate! George Weasley x soulmate! reader

Genre: hurt/comfort

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Worth The Pain - Harry Potter - part of the Soulmate series

The cake in front of me is long forgotten.

I touched the skin behind my left ear while those innocent memories drowned me, the days when I would spend hours in front of the mirror admiring the pretty flowers I’ve gotten that week or when I’d play with the boys in my neighborhood, just to get hurt somehow and give my soulmate some flowers too. I can’t feel it, but I know the white lily is there, right where my soulmate has a scar.

“How the fuck did you manage to hurt yourself here?”, I whispered, and the candlelight oscillated. “And how I haven’t met you yet?”, this time the light was extinguished.

My phone lit up on the counter. My mom’s name at the top.

Did you get it?

I could hear her voice in my head, excited about my reaction and partly worried if I didn’t receive my birthday present yet, but I couldn’t make myself respond this time.

Now that I’m so far from home, neither she nor my friends could come see me in person. Still, the love is on every message and phone call I got earlier that day, and I felt content, happy even. But as day turned to night, the loneliness got bigger and clearer to the point where I couldn’t ignore it anymore.

“Are you sure you’re gonna be okay there alone, honey?”

I remembered how worried my mom was when I moved out 2 years ago.

“I won’t be alone, I have an excellent companion and right now he is offended”, I said and like on cue, Snuggles, the cat meowed to further prove my point.

That was my answer, because that was the last thing I wanted her to have on her mind. I took my time to move out, maybe more than I should, because my mother, a solo mom for her entire life, started to date and I felt like I was getting in the middle of her business. It was hard in a world of soulmates, to find someone with a dead soulmate or even rarer, without one at all, like her.

She was always grateful I wasn’t like that and for a long time, I knew that was where her biggest source of happiness came from, but soon that turned into nervousness as time went by and I couldn’t find my soulmate.

I went through life watching my friends’ worlds change as they grew, their soulmate marks appeared and eventually, when they met the one. I watched their happiness with a big smile on my face, and how could I not? It was wonderful to see how the magic happened, how the connection attracted them to each other and how their new life as a couple started. While all that happened, the flowers on my skin appeared one by one, sometimes huge enough to cover my arm length, other times so tiny I didn’t even know it was there, sometimes on my arms, legs, thighs, and back. I might have more than 40 now, but I can’t be so sure, since I don’t search for them anymore.

My soulmate has to be the clumsiest person on earth, there’s no other possibility and most days I wonder how they are even alive at this point, then I get another visible flower and a weight is lifted from my shoulders, because they are, indeed, alive.

“You better be waiting for me”, I whisper as if they could hear me somehow.

Suddenly I felt a fluffy thing creeping between my legs and I heard an angry, high-pitched meow.

“Of course I didn’t forget about you”, I cooed and held him up in my arms, near my chest.

Another offended meow.

“An attitude that you have there, I see”, I said and scratched behind his ears with a small smile on my face.

He purred while I walked us to my room. The gift box sat on the couch and the decorations I put up earlier were still on the walls, since I didn’t have energy to take those down. “We both are in need of some cuddles.”

For the rest of the night Snuggles kept me distracted, so much so that I could barely focus on the TV show I put on, because he would get up suddenly, climb me and purr so loud as if I wasn’t petting him already, and he would only stop if my pace was of his liking, but I couldn’t complain because I would do anything for him and the worst part is, he knows that.

I didn’t even realize, but I slept with the biggest smile on my face that night, and I have that smart cat to thank for that, maybe smarter than I could even imagine.

The very next day, I was seated at the same chair next to the same counter I was about to cry last night, flabbergasted. My hands clutching the phone I forgot to take with me last night.

“Mom, are you sure this is not some sort of joke?”

It was 7 a.m for goodness’ sake, way too early for that nonsense, it was what the rational part of my brain screamed. Yet, my mother wasn’t a fan of pranks, in fact, she hated them more than anything in this world and that’s the only reason why I was still listening in the first place, that and all the 35 messages and 4 missing phone calls I woke up to.

“There’s an owl staring at me through the window, when have you seen an owl here?”

I took a deep breath.

“So what do I have to do with that?”

I gave myself grace to eat as much of the cake as I wanted for breakfast, yet my plate was untouched, and I didn’t even feel like eating anymore.

“It says in the letter that Emmy needs to go buy her… things in London, and you know I would ne—

“I know you wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important, I’ll go with her”, I interrupted her.

Why did I even agree with that? If it was true, I wanted, no, I needed to see with my own eyes and if it wasn’t, then Stephen wouldn’t need to take a day off just to come here.

She seemed relieved after this.

“Thank you, I didn’t want to put you in the middle of this chaos, I just… I want to help her out.”

“I know, mom, Stephen couldn’t take a day off? How’s she doing now?”

I put the phone on speaker while I made my daily coffee, which I needed more than anything now, all while Snuggles observed everything laid on the floor in front of the fridge.

“No, he already spent his days off last month because Emmy was sick”, she said and sighed. “Her grandma also was a witch apparently, he didn’t know she would be one too, because her mother isn’t, but she was excited by what he told me this morning, she is excited to find out more about this magical world.”

“I think this is like the dream of every little girl, isn’t it?”

She chuckled, and her voice got quieter, but the connection got better a second later.

“What was that, mom?”

“It’s just, this seems like a fever dream or something.”

She whispered, and I heard incoherent noises on her side of the line.

“Being honest, this isn’t the weirdest thing I’ve heard, the internet is 10x crazier than that.”

She didn’t seem upset at Stephen for hiding this for a whole year, but maybe she didn’t want to talk about it with me or with anyone that is.

She didn’t say anything, and for a moment I’m not sure if she heard it.

“Can you send a photo of the letter?”, I said.

“I’ll send you later, but the classes are supposed to start two weeks from now, so the faster you can take her there, the better.”

“Tell Stephen to get a train ticket for Saturday morning, she’ll be home before dinner time.”

And that’s how I ended up in a dirty and creepy shop called Leaky Cauldron, but Stephen was clear, that was the right place.

“Keep closer to me, okay? We don’t know what kind of people come to a place like this”, I whispered, and she nodded.

With her hands gripping mine, we got in, and it was better than I thought it would be.

For some reason, there were a lot of people there, something I’d never guess from the front alone.

“Look”, Emmy walked in front of me, pulling my hands.

I could see the door we were supposed to find at the very back wall.

The constant chat and movement inside a dead establishment was a shocking contrast. The people inside were… peculiar to say the least, their clothing the first thing I’ve noticed, the capes and the long dark old-fashioned dresses.

She didn’t even fathom all of that, while she walked through the crowd. Her tiny body did little in actually creating space for us, something that I ended up doing.

I could feel the staring as we walked closer to the door, yet the chatting only grew and some started to whisper. It was quite obvious we didn’t belong, nor should a child be inside a bar, nonetheless nobody stopped us. After we got out, the voices stayed behind, and we found another dirty and suspicious place.

“So that’s the wall?”, I said, not amused.

There was trash all over the ground, and I’m sure a rat family lived around those garbage cans.

Emmy went ahead and, as her father said, counted the stones, so no mistakes would be made. Not even 5 seconds later, she pressed one of them. Part of me still waited for nothing to happen, then a camera would appear out of the corner and all of that would be some sort of elaborate joke. But the stones seemed to come to life and, together and synchronized, jumped to the sides until a thin passage appeared right in front of us.

I couldn’t move.

Emmy clapped, elated, as she could barely stay still. “Grandma told us all about this, she said there is an ice cream shop that’s really good and a place with the best cakes in the entire world”, she said it fast and again, pulled me through it.

A second later, the passage closed.

This isn’t a fever dream after all. 

We walked hand in hand through the tiniest space we could find. The traffic in rush hour couldn’t compare to the amount of people gathered there. It seemed like all the witches in London decided to buy their things that day. Huge families and lonely kids walked through us, all different from one another somehow. The buildings were the weirdest, the shapes were all unique and seemed some sort of postmodernism, yet the appearance was… vintage.

“We need to change the money, come on”, I said as she stopped every 15 seconds to stare at something or someone. 

The bank was the fanciest and scariest place I’ve ever been to. It wasn’t on my list to be judged by elves that day, that wasn’t something Stephen prepared me for, but now I could die with something extra special on it. 

Somehow, I thought it would be easier to help a child get school material, but I could feel the headache coming from a mile away after the first 30 minutes. 

“There’s way too many people in there”, I said as we waited outside the last store we were supposed to go in. 

The door was barely closed, as people fought to go in and some to come out. I could see clearly through the shop window, bodies were pressed together and pressed on the glass too. She needed 7 books for this year and I needed to come with a plan to get it before 3 o’clock, or she would be late to take her train back home. 

“Can we wait a bit?”, she said, with a horrified expression. 

“Let’s find a quieter place to stay.”

We walked further down, but there wasn’t any place to sit and there was still a dense crowd. I felt Emmy pulling me towards the weirdest shop of them all. A giant… doll stuck through the high shop window.

“Emmy, there’s too many people in there too.”

It was the opposite of a quiet place. Most of the people coming in and out were kids her age or older with bags and bags full of stuff and a permanent smile on their faces. There was so much noise inside I could hear from far away, but it didn’t bother me at all. I feel at peace there, it was a good atmosphere to be close to, I would give the owners that.

“Dad let me choose whatever I wanted the most to buy, look”, she exclaimed and pulled me closer to the display.

There was so much variety of different colorful boxes and bottles, but the names didn’t give me a single clue of what anything could be, still it was enough for Emmy, and we went inside to “just take a look”, as she said.

“There’s plushies”, she released my hand and ran to the display.

I tried to run after her, but then my legs stopped all of a sudden, even though I didn’t want to. My heart dropped to my stomach and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I leaned on one of the shelves, while people passed through me as if I wasn’t even there.

I could see Emmy clearly, someone was saying something to her and that same someone picked one of the plushies, but it didn’t seem like one at all, it seemed alive. My eyes never left her as I tried to get it together.

Breath in, breath out. Breat—

It wasn’t working.

Emmy waved at me and I gestured for her to come closer, as I didn’t feel like I could move at that moment. I saw her excited expression turn to worry as she came to me carrying one of the pink fluffy things.

“What is it? Are you okay? Headache?”, she took one of my hands as I took a deep breath.

“I fe—

We heard loud gasps and screams.

There was a big commotion happening upstairs as more and more people turned to see what was going on. I could barely see a circle of people, while someone was holding someone else upright.

“Let’s go, Emmy”, I took her hand, and we walked side by side.

I thought for a moment that I was leaving, instead, I walked up to the middle of that hurricane with a will I didn’t know I had, nor the reason for it. Still, every step I took felt right, felt like something more than just being nosy.

Those two people walked down the stairs and the customers made way for them and by the middle of the staircase, I could see their faces. One of them seemed hurt, could barely walk alone, his hands were full of white powder and the right one held the left one tightly, I felt like I was the one hurting.

When they reached the end of the stairs, we were less than 3 feet away.

They passed us and went to the back of the shop, while I stayed still. He had a rose on his collarbone, and I touched the fading scar I forgot about. 

I wanted to follow them, to see if he was alright, to know if there was a way of helping him.

“You got another!”, Emmy held up my right hand.

The borderline of a tiny white rose appeared in a slow motion on my pinky, as if it was drawn handmade by someone, who didn’t want to mess it up. The color was intense, and I felt like it was a real one if I turned to the right angle. Slowly, one by one, the only black-and-gray painted flowers turned to bright-colored ones. It was a sea of light blue orchids and lavender daisies on my arms and white roses and sunflowers on my hands.

Emmy gasped, and I remember to smile like an idiot.

“Go, you have to go and see him”, she poked me in the ribs and pushed me to the direction they went.

“Can yo—”

“Of course I’ll wait, go, go”, she was smiling big and even if I couldn’t see myself, I knew I was smiling just as big. 

I went up to the balcony, then looked around and as soon as I realized no one was paying attention to me, I walked to the back door, but before I could reach the handle, the door opened and he was right in front of me.

My eyes couldn’t leave the now pink rose right below his right shoulder, the one place I didn’t expect to be hurt at while playing around, yet I did so many years ago.

“Good, you don’t have that scar anymore”, he whispered, and I felt goosebumps on my skin.

I looked up to him and his eyes were on my collarbone. Heat crawled up through my body as we made eye contact, I felt breathless yet so energized. The air around us changed, something was pulling me towards him and I could barely hold myself together.

A second later, he hugged me and it was like a weight got off my shoulders.

“Where have you been?”, he asked, and his face was hidden in my hair.

We got as close as possible, but still didn’t feel enough and maybe never would.

“Way too far from here”, I whispered back.

I closed my eyes for a moment and I heard his heartbeat. It was real, he really was with me at that moment and I couldn’t believe it.

“I hate to interrupt a happy couple, but you two are scaring the clients away. At least take her inside, George ”, someone said behind him.

George, that’s his name.

He turned to him, one of his eyebrows raised and lips pressed into a thin line, but his hands didn’t leave my waist. It was his twin, who seemed to be having way too much fun with the situation. The smile was wide on his face and his eyes almost disappeared, yet George wasn’t budging.

“Well, then they are welcome to leave, because I’m not about to hide my love”, he said, and hugged me even tighter.

I hid from the prying eyes on his shoulders.

It was true that people were watching us, and maybe a clever pair of eyes caught our flowers, because a new commotion started, but a bit more discreet than the last.

“…at it, it is so beautiful” “…so, aren’t they cute?”

“Can we go somewhere else?”, I whispered, the redness clear on my face.

“Of course we can, love.”

He let me go, and I noticed how hard that was for him. The moment he took a step away from me, I felt like a part of me stayed with him too.

“I live upstairs”, he said and took my hand and pulled me with him as I looked for Emmy.

“Oh, I came with my step sister and I don’t feel comfortable letting her alone…”, I said as I looked at Emmy and gestured for her to come closer.

“Of course she can come too, did you come in the shop because of her?”, he saw the huge bag Emmy was carrying and the new friend on her shoulder as she came closer.

I nodded.

Emmy looked at us with a Cheshire smile and I was surprised she didn’t say a thing, until I realized she was busy matchmaking the flowers on our skin.

“I have a lot to thank you for, miss”, George said with that same smile on his face.

“It’s true, you two met because of me, soo… how about a payment for that?”, she whispered as her face came a little bit closer.

I watched with a big smile on my face as he laughed so hard he leaned back a bit.

“What can I say… she deserves it, after all, she brought me my soulmate”, he smiled at me and I felt all of the butterflies.

So that’s how it feels like to feel special when your soulmate does nothing more than look at you?

“You don’t have to, you know”, I whispered to him.

“I know, but I want to, besides”, he said and looked over to her. “You’re a smart one, it reminds me of my sister when she was that age”.

“Do you also have a sister?”, I asked, quite surprised as an only child myself.

“Oh, love, I have a lot of them, but we can talk over that upstairs”

“Can I stay? I want to look over the shop, please?”, she said as she pulled her biggest trick, the puppy dog eyes as she looked at me, without blinking.

“I-”

“Fred can look over her”.

“Are you sure? There’s a lot of people here”.

“We have more people working today, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind a little special tour”, he said with a smile and ran up to his brother as Emmy squealed.

“It’s getting better and better, you have a good one”, Emmy said to me, her eyes shining in delight.

“Yeah, I think so”.

It did get better for her, because she got that Pygmy Puff for free and a whole beginning school-kit as well, whatever that meant. It was an easy trade, since she got me my soulmate that day and George insisted on going home with me after work hours.

“You saw my world for the first time, it’s fair I see yours, right?”, that was his argument, a valid one.

It surprised me how he never got curious enough to explore it before on his own, but as he told me a bit about the latest years of the Wizarding world, a lot of things started to make sense, including that.

“Did you know it was possible?”, I whispered to him as we cuddled on my sofa.

"I heard about it, but it is rare, I’ve never seen anyone with a soulmate muggle”, his arms held me tighter against his body, our legs intertwined.

“A soulmate what? That doesn’t sound good”, I said and raised my head off his shoulder, looking up to his shining eyes.

“It’s how we call who doesn’t have magical powers, love”, he said softly and his thumb caressed my left cheek and jaw.

He leaned in and kissed me again. We both couldn’t hold in the smiles, too lost in our little bubble to pay any mind to the TV or my cat, who wasn’t there a second ago, but chose to silently observe everything, sat on the floor on the darker corner of the room.

“Love?”, he whispered near my ear.

“Hm?”

“How did you get him again?”, he asked and I noticed him staring at Snuggles, who was quieter than I’ve ever seen before.

“He was alone in the streets, but I don’t really remember when we adopted him, why?”, I asked as I played with his long fingers

“He reminded me of a cat I’ve seen before”.

“Do you know what the species is called? I’ve never seen one like him”, I looked over at him with a fond smile. “He isn’t a fan of new people, but he’s not that shy most of the time”.

“I’ll search it up, but I’m almost sure Emmy is not your first contact with the Wizarding World”

“How, do you have magical cats or something?”, I looked up to him, who grinned wide at me.

I sighed.

“Guess I have some magic powers after all, I’m great at finding hurt, lonely and orange fluffy heads wandering around”

“Did you just call me fluffy head?”, the disapproval and disgust clear in his voice.

“What can I say, honey, you do need a hairbrush right now”, I laughed as I tried to conceal his messy hair.

“You do not dare to touch me after insulting me like that, woman”, he said with a dramatic expression of hurt and betrayal as he held my wrist away from his head.

“But you’re so adorable like this, George”, I cooed at him and took his face into my hands.

“Adorable? Adorable?”, his tone higher. “I- You better stop being so cute, I can’t handle it”, he said as he giggled and hid his face on my shoulder.

Did I just break him?

In these 5 hours we’ve been together, he carried himself with an impressive confidence, flirtier as time passed, something I wanted to learn from him, but right now, it seems like I cracked the code.

I could see a tint of red on his cheeks and a proud smile appeared on my face.

“What? Can’t I call you cute? Hm? Adorable?”

He mumbled something against my skin, and I felt goosebumps, then his smile against my neck.

“Do you like that, love?”

The shyness seemed to evaporate from him in the blink of an eye and I knew that that would be the night I’d find out what happened when you tease George Weasley. 

★ | MIDNIGHT ESCAPADES . JPEG

PAIRING ! george weasley x gn!reader

IN WHICH you experience a fright from none other than your lover as the clock strikes midnight

THUMP! a loud thud caused you to jolt awake. you watched as a dark figure emerged from the floor. hastily pulling the covers closer as each second passed silently. a scream caught in your throat until you realized it was just your beloved.

"godric! you can't just go sneaking up on people georgie," you whined. punching his chest with all your might. though, it's harmless considering your hazy state.

"sorry darling," george murmured. he joined you in bed, practically tackling you. smothering you with kisses and occasionally pinching your side.

"baby! sweetheart! george!"

he looked like a confused puppy staring at you. snuggling into the crooked of your neck.  "mm' name isnt george" he incoherently mumbled. "it's your name," you could practically him frown agaisnt your neck.

george pulls away to look at you. "it isnt george to you! it's georgie! or baby" he dramatically exclaimed. you giggled at his silly antics. gently cradling his face and squishing his cheek.

"alright georgie, now tell me why you're here and why you had to sneak in using the window?"

he sighed a hum of content, cuddling closer to you. "mum made me promise not to visit you in the middle of the night." he spoke with such softness, slowly lulling you to sleep.

"yet here you are, climbing in the window," you mused. george mindlessly drew patterns on your skin. "you know i can't sleep without you,"

"you know holly will be screaming bloody hell at you in the morning."

his nose scrunched upon your remark. tangling your legs together and asking you to play with his hair. "could care less when you're holdin' me like this," georgie yawned.

you smiled fondly at your lover. "don't worry ill cover for you, my big baby,"

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★ | WARM HUGS AND PJS . JPEG

PAIRING ! george weasley x f!reader

IN WHICH you spend xmas morning with your beloved or in ron’s words accidentally traumatizing him forever

how odd. the common room felt unusually cold despite the warmth flickering from the fireplace. it made you feel alone, a sentiment you've always felt during the holidays. but something about this year felt different.

maybe it's because of the comfort that tightly clung onto you.

"georgie.. baby.." you murmured.

a small hum escaped the giant redhead. despite that, he remained still. with no intention of letting you go. if possible, it seemed that he snuggled even closer to you.

you giggle at his clingy antics. "baby you have to let me go."

"mhmph no," george dismissed.

you knew you have to find a way to make him let you go before the students start rushing down.

"georgie we can't be found like this."

"and why is that love? you ashamed of me?" he frowned.

godric did he look absolutely adorable with his tiny pout. you gently ran your fingers through his bright red locks. noticing how george unconsciously leans into your touch.

"it's not that baby. you know that i love you, but do you really want to be teased this early? on christmas day?"

his brows furrowed as if he's contemplating his options. "i don’t mind if–"

aaaack!

a shriek from behind pulled your attention away from your lover. you couldn't help but laugh at ron’s disgusted face. "seriously?! this early in the morning?!" he groaned, shielding his eyes as if he walked in on an inappropriate scene.

"my apologies ron," you utter.

you eventually see harry and hermione come down the stairs and stand behind ron. hermione asks why ron is standing there looking like an idiot, something which he grumbles about. they were quick to check the tree and go through their presents.

"yn! look mom got you something!" ron cheered.

"and nothing for you george," he taunted, sticking his tongue out at him.

much to george's dismay, you untangle your limbs and walk towards his younger brother. "how sweet of mrs. weasley!" happily receiving the gift. it's been a while since you've received a gift given out of love. you carefully unwrap the gift, anticipating what lies beneath all the wrapping.

you soften spotting a matching set of pajamas. it's the perfect size for you and george. tears well up in your eyes as you gaze at the pjs in your hands. george, who has been watching you with pure adoration, notices how silent you've become.

"love?" he calls out.

slowly, you stood up and made your way towards george. burying your face at the crook of his neck, feeling safe enough to let out quiet sobs. george instinctively wraps his arms around you. he holds you close, muttering 'i love you's and assurance.

after a few minutes of simply basking in his embrace, you pull back to admire his features. you bring your hand up to brush along his freckled dusted cheeks. leaning in for a quick kiss that left him chasing after your lips.

"let's change into these, stay in, and cuddle all day. how's that sound?" you offer.

a lopsided grin made its way onto his face. he pulls you up and catches you off guard when he carries you bridal style. you were both a giggling fit as you made your way up to his dorm.

one thing was for certain, this year was definitely the best holidays you've had so far.

bonus:

harry speaks up once you've left, "it's like they're in their own little world."

"it's disgusting really," ron gagged.

hermione was quick to hit him. "they're adorable! you just won’t know a thing about romance. i bet you can’t even woo a girl."

ron frowns and quickly defends himself, saying how he did manage to go on a date once! which hermione ignores, her attention on the wonderful quill mrs. weasley gifted her.

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dating george weasley

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- george weasley

a/n-requests are open luvs :)

requested- yes

warnings- wave crashin sense of lonliness?-

okay i have quite a bit to say abt dating him

he is really into quiditch and is very skilled too so naturally you're gonna have to get into it

he is a god on the pitch lady

wearing his jersey or jacket to his games or to anywhere really. he adores it

you'll always be cheering for him in the stands and later having words with anyone who'd tried to foul him.

he's mad into dueling and he's damn good. it comes in handy when you get yourself in sticky situations kid

i think it comes from hexing for all his pranks

he's also great at doing transfiguration which lets be honest is a very complicated field and she'd deffo help u out

again gained the skill to sneak stuff up

he is amazing and a master in charms

so lets say you have trouble with it or if you're a year younger he'd help you out

but tbh he is a very kind and gentle human. he would not hurt a fly ser but he'd have no problem if its some kid who deserves a good prank

ik he seems like a jokster which he is

deffo funny but he knows when smthn is srs w u

he has a great sense of fairness and would stand his ground on what's right

BUT he is a clutz. like big time, he gets hit by buldgers and brooms and all of that so you always have to make sure he's steady but u know u love it

i think he has a sweet, friendly loud font so there would be too much pda. you'll have the tight hugs, hand holding, kisses in the cheeks.

he prefers to keep all the juice for when you're alone if you are a shy person

oh but the looks you give eachother in classes, halways and the great hall, god damn

calling her georgiee when you feel giddy or estatic

oh my god but when you guys are alone? it gets touchy if you know what i mean sir ;)

you'll be getting to spend alot of time with angela, alicia, weasleys, lee jordan and oliver too

overall perfect boylfriend material :)

Having a nightmare and George comforting you

i n v i s i b l e p r o m i s e s

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- george weasley

a/n: im so sorry it took so long, istg there are over 200 requests and im really trying my best to be able to write all of these to a decent standard and im very new to all of this so it takes a while but regardless my requests are open luvs :)

requested- yes

warnings- nightmares, close intamacy, physical touch?

tall, black-cloaked figures with rotten, skeletal hands; they have the ability to suck a person's soul out through their mouths draining all happiness and joy.

dementors.

you woke up sweaty and panting on george weasley's bed trying not to stir him up. there was something about them that frigtened you, but you didnt know what. prehabs how they look with those ragged clothes or that they could take everything that had ever made you smile go away in a kiss? you had too much to loose when you had so very little and that is terifying

you failed to let georgie remain asleep. he wasnt new to the episode of nightmares and knew better than to verbally comfort you.

he rested his back on the bed and inched you closer. it was such a gentle thing that would make your heart swell

he pampered you with the softest kisses as if one could hurt you and carassed your hair as if he's never seen such prettier strands

his comfort was being there. georgie knew best what to say and when to not and that was the reason that he was so dear after such disturbances to your sleep. just holding you was enough because everything else was aldready said

i love you

i will always love you

im gonna keep loving you

and george fucking weasley will never let that smile leave your face

so, i was listening to lover by taylor swift and that made me create a fictional scenario in my head (again) well the part where taylor says "And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me" reminds me of george weasley 😭 😭😭 (I'm still in love with him 🤧)

I would be very excited if you wrote a one shot where the reader is a friend of hermaione and they spend all their time together with harry and ron. At one point fred notices this and befriends the reader (let's assume george was not there when fred approached the reader)

In short, the reader is someone quite funny and has a really charming laugh. At a time before one of snape's classes begins. Harry Ron and Mione next to the reader burst out laughing and as almost everyone was silent some turned to the group responsible for such a "rumble" the twins looked attentive and one of them (cofcofgeorgecofcof) was perplexed to see someone as cute and adorable as the reader will laugh like this, ""the most beautiful laugh you've ever heard""

As the days go by, George gets Fred to include him in a conversation with the reader to get to know each other more.

George and the reader become good friends and whenever George has the chance to be around the reader he doesn't miss it.

The reader is the type of person who also listens to everything the other says (and since the reader had a secret crush on georgie he was comfortable hearing him tell any bad joke or funny anecdote.)

Once in the great hall at howarts george and the reader were talking animatedly. Fred noticed how the reader smiled more and more every time George spoke to him and he also saw how her brother looked at her as if she were seeing the most beautiful thing in the world.

Anyway, at the Christmas ball, George stumbles over her words when he wants to invite the reader, which she ends up accepting.

They dance together, have fun and have their romantic moment when at that moment Fred enters throwing hints at her brother and her friend to confess her feelings.

When the party ends. On the way to the rooms. The reader and geoge end up confessing in a somewhat embarrassing way stumbling over their own words as well. (I love these cheesy 😭💗💗)

And the reader steals a kiss on the lips from George before going to sleep. Leaving georgie with a face the color of a tomato.

I would like the reader to be female if it is not so much to ask hehe.

I'm sorry if he is too dense to read, I hope you can understand what I wrote, my native language is not English and I'm literally translating this, I'm so sorry 😭😭

At first I was embarrassed to request this because of how corny it is but OH GOD HOW I LOVE THE FRIENDS TO LOVERS TROPE 😭😭😭😭😭😭

P.S. I love how you write, it's very beautiful 💓

s m i l e s

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- george weasley

a/n: tysm for requesting this with so much detail, im gonna attempt it to do it justice and thank you for taking the trouble to write this all out for me

p.s i love you and this literally has me giggling and smiling

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

Fred Weasley was a trouble maker. He was a see it and do it kind of learner. His sense of eyesight has never failed him and it never will. So what he saw infront of his eyes must be true, dear Georgie was falling in love.

You were maybe two years younger than the Weasley twins when Fred came running behind you to return your quill you forgot in the great hall. This caused a freindship to blossom and set the path of when the both of you would be in laws.

Hermione Granger had spent all day teasing about the wrong twin who's going to fall head over heels for you.

the five times Fred Weasley took notice of Georgie falling in love:

(1) shared portion class-

There were many things you couldnt do that would get you in trouble in potions with snape. But the one that lost you 10 points from your house was your laugh.

Last period on a hot friday evening was potions, but not just any class but the infamous joined classes with your senior year used to finish shared portions much quicker and that was the time where snape was most insuferable.

Sitting next to the trio was trouble in all kind of ways. When you couldnt contain a smile and laughed at everything indiscriminatley. Ron had retorted to one of snape's remarks had you giggling.

And that was when a certain weasley came into view or you to his. Georgie's head turned to the adorable laugh that filled his ears to face the most adorable girl he'd ever seen. Her nose was scrunched and shoulders lightly shaking and the prettiest smile stretching her lips.

And for once in his life he was speachless at the prettiest thing he's seen for all he could think was how he'd get drunk on that laugh everyday if he could have poured it all into a bottle and kept for himself.

As slick as georgie tried to be, fred noticed hid brother asking around for you, creating very difficult methods to get your attention and making the dumbest possible excuses to talk to you. That was the day freddie decides to play match maker.

(2) corny jokes-

"What did the fish say when he swam into the wall?" asked georgie looking very proud of himself. Fred did not know if it was because he managed to convince harry to let him beside her or of his new horrible joke he thought of all night.

"What?" you replied, looking as curious to hear. You took your concentration off your notes and paid attention.

"Dam, get it?"

You had tour head tilted back laughing that same damn way you did the first time and holy god.

(3) the look-

It was a saturday evening and almost no one was in the great hall. most on their way back from hogsmedge while a few stayed back. George and you had found your place is the corner of the grand table with the most exiting extanges. Freddie was maybe a few feet far, they 2 could never stay apart too long was having a great laugh with his batchmates. Turning around to share the joke with George he noticed the two extanging smiles and laughs and the twinkle they had in their eyes.

her smile could'nt get any bigger

and he couldnt look at anything with so much love

(4) dates-

You were a woman of many admirers, so why were you turning everyone down? Fred was hurting his head wondering if this would increase Georgie's confidence or inflate it.

To speak for you, you had made up your mind. if it wasnt Georgie then why bother?As much as you tried not to lead yourself on like this, how could you imagine anyone but him beside you. he'd be the only one you'd want to talk to when you're sad, the first to tell when you were happy over something, the someone who'd you'd hug and dance and twirl with. how could any other man compare when he was infront of you.

But when it comes to him it leaves you to be the confident one while he's a stumbling mess

"so uh..like i know..ball-"

"you asking me to the ball weasley?"

"uhr, not like that-"

"then like what love?"

"i mean like as- just us-"

"yes darlin"

(5) dancing

Swaying and stepping on eachother's feet kept both of you to keep bursting up with fits of laughter, but the star of the night? Fred.

He was always looming around dropping his comments to both of you playing the double agent.

"she looks so pretty in that dress, makes u wanna oohlala"

"georgie's eyes are so gliterry, you could get lost in them"

"her lips are pretty nice eh, you keep wandering around there"

"georgie is more than a nice arse, he could be your nice arse"

His words of aproval kept looming over eachother's conciousness. was it time, would i regret it? one thing leading to another, both of you found yourselves at the end of the night and the both of you were ready to take a leap of faith in the all might merlin who watches over you

"so-uh you know that you were- i mean are-"

"before you say anything, i uh-"

"m trying really hard here woman, you're- I like-"

"me- you like me georgie"

and with that he was utterly confused. how did she know? who told her? and then hit his realization. you liked him back too.

"you like me back"

"no shit sherlock"

you were trying very hard to keep your cool but georgie looked so kissable didnt he? and why not take a chance, might as well

you pressed him to a wall with your palm flattened next to him, caging him even if he was towering over you. with the other, you pulled his tie, pulling him in to a kiss to last a few mere seconds and walked away, leaving georgie looking as similar to a tomato

holy shit she kissed me

she kissed me

i have just been kissed-

A enemies to Friends to lovers with george weasley 😭💖?

s a f e a r m s

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- george weasley

a/n: tysmm for requesting agaainn, im sorry this took some time, i wasnt sure how to lead with this but i hope you're happy with how this turned out :)

p.s i love you and this literally has me giggling and smiling

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

george weasley, the king with all his pride which no one could strip from him, all the cockiness no one could touch, the one so high from all, that no one would play against his will.

then why oh why was everything he had built for himself, his charm, his walls, his cool, all fumbling and crumbling beneath him when you arrived?

why did his heart flutter? or why did heat rise to his cheeks and why did he feel so weak to a pretty smile? you had every power over him and he despised you for it. he despised himself on how easily you could walk all over him and he'd say thank you. he could'nt fathom why he was so desperate for your attention even if it was for a mere second.

walking around the hallways in all his glory he'd immediatley caught you making her way. it was peak rush hour, everyone was squirming their way from one class to another and his girl had seemed to lost her footing

George sweeped in catching her from having a meet with the floor. her arms were hugging him. georgie took a second for him to teach himslef how to breathe again.

"the words are you're welcome" supplied george when your mouth lied open. george weasley had his arms swung around your waist having you pressed to his chest.

georgie didnt want to let go. he wanted to keep you pressed to him, his hands were everyone could see. he wanted to hold on forever and not let go.

"are you planning on letting go georgie?"

fuck. george was officially pudding after he heard georgie roll out of your mouth, he was fullfilled.

"so you can go and fall all over again? let them finish scavengering the halls or you'll become squash." how he managed to sound so confident and steady he didnt know?

maybe it had something to do with rodger holmes on the other side of the corridor, his face filled with jealousy. it gave georgie a kick. the girl he's been pinning for in georgie's arms, pressed against him whispering into eachother's ears. Holmes did not need to know what as long as he could see she was in her weasley's arms. it helped him establish his dominance. you were to be his even if you didnt know it yet, even if you'd thought him to be the cold hearted prankster, and rodger better sit the hell down.