Chapter 2
GEORGE WEASLEY X READER
#harrypotter #georgeweasley #xreader #smut
CW: Series fic, NOT a slowburn.
Word Count: 1,424
PSA: Some time has passed between this chapter and the last!
You're in the dining hall waiting to hear the names of the next ‘triwizard champions’. You sigh and sit worried, and then you hear Cedric’s name shouted aloud by Dumbledore. You turn to George who is sitting beside you with a frightened expression.
“Don’t worry, it’s okay” he says while holding you gently.
Dumbledore pulls an extra name out and stands still, practically petrified. You and the twins are sitting above the golden trio curious as to what’s going on.
“HARRY POTTER” Dumbledore shouts.
You grab Harry’s shoulders and lightly push him, to get him moving. Hermione hugs him.
“Go on Harry” Hermione whispers.
When Harry gets up to leave Hermione rushes into your arms. You are startled, and wildly confused so you ask Ron what happened.
George asks, “Mate what did Harry do?!”
Fred adds on saying, “I bet nothing! He would have to be insane to attempt a joke like that”
You pat Hermione on the back and turn to the twins with wide eyes and mouth, “What the hell”
Two days later…you’re in the dormitories with Fred and George, sitting on George’s bed doing homework. Suddenly you hear them scheming…
“What are the lot of you giggling about?” you say with a curious demeanor.
“Well George has come up with a really bright plan!” Fred shouts.
“Really? George, Bright?!” you snicker.
“Dare I say brilliant, this is going to get loads of people's attention.” George says with a smile.
“Well come on then let me see,” you say.
George picks himself up off the floor and sits on the bed opposite of you, “Fred go get the model!” He shouts, and you both watch him exit the room.
George flips through his notebook, “Ah here, look at this layout!” he says pointing to the page, he looks up at you through his eyebrows and you feel faint for a moment.
“Darling? Are you all here or?” He says holding your hand for a moment.
You snap back into reality and snatch your hand out from under his.
“uh yeah, what exactly are you showing me?” you say confused.
“We’ve got the statistics from all the past years of the triwizard tournaments, and we’ve discovered there are four separate challenges.” He says, excited.
“What’s that got to do with you? You're not competing, George.” you say curiously.
“We decided to set up a betting system, we asked a few classmates and they are always up to a good game, especially if they can get something out of it. Plus, it gets our names out there and we make some cash.” He says smiling at you.
“Wait George, you're asking people to bet on their classmates…as they fight for their lives?” you say a bit concerned.
“Well it’s not like that-“ he says worried.
“George honestly, I mean Harry is 14 and you're going to have people bet on his life? What kind of mental gambling are you suggesting?” you reply.
Fred comes back in, and sees that the mood has obviously changed.
“Seems like you’re not too fond of the idea Y/n” Fred says with his display betting box in hand.
“No I’m not, I mean honestly it’s almost cruel. What if it was your brother out there? Would you place bets on him?!” you say with an annoyed tone.
“Look I don’t mean to be harsh, and go ahead and profit off of it, but I honestly can’t believe you think this is brilliant.” you say, staring at both of them.
Before they can say anything you get up from the bed, and make your way to the door.
George tries to grab your arm “Y/n wait!”
“Mate she’s set on leaving, would you let it go” Fred says with a shrug.
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Later, Hermione tells you that Ron and Harry have gotten into a mix up and that Ron knows what the first task is, but he is trying to make it as difficult as possible for Harry to get the information.
“What’s the first task?” you say confused.
“It’s dragons, each champion has to face some sort of dragon. We’re not sure what the actual task is but the dragons are hidden in the forest, Harry is going tonight with Hagrid to see them.” Hermione says, with a look of concern on her face.
Once again you find yourself rushing to get to someone else, and after a good while you finally find Cedric.
“Hello Y/n!” he yells from across the hall.
“Cedric!” you yell back.
He starts jogging toward you in order to make up for the distance.
“Cedric I’ve got to tell you something, it’s important.” you say grabbing his arm.
“Hey!” he yelps.
“Shh, come on I can’t tell you here.” you whisper, dragging him by his arm to a dusty corridor.
“Right, why’d you drag me down here, what's all the fuss about?” he says, rubbing his arm.
“The first task Cedric, it’s dragons. Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Anyway that’s not the point, you have to face a dragon and that’s all I know.” you say with wrinkled eyebrows.
“Dragons? Are you serious.” he says laughing into his hand.
“Yes, why would I joke? I care about you, I'm just trying to give you a fair shot.” You reply, now a bit frustrated.
“What do you not believe in me or something?” he replies.
“No of course not- Listen, I told you what you needed to know and that’s it. I’ve got to get going now, but please take me seriously.” you say harshly.
“Alright alright, thank you. I suppose…” he says softly with a mischievous grin.
“Oh shut it!” you say laughing.
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GAME DAY….
You, Hermione and Ron are walking to the quidditch pitch in preparation to watch the first challenge. You are already tense about today until you see him…aka George. Well also Fred, but they are both yelling and shouting about their blooding betting system. Hermione scoffs, and shoves you past them quickly. Fred locks eyes with you and his expression becomes dull.
“Mate, would you go get her!” you hear Fred shout.
“Y/n wait!” George yells from afar.
Hermoine turns to you and whispers, “Maybe he will apologize, don't be a prick.”
“Can’t promise.” you reply.
Hermione giggles and walks off.
George sneaks up behind you and you turn your head toward him, “Yes, Weasley?”
He snakes his hand into yours and yanks you into the grass.
”Listen, I’m sorry.” he whispers softly, still holding your arm.
You sigh and you can feel his hand tense up around your arm, almost pleading to you.
“Oh for Merlin’s sake, stop it.” you say pulling your arm away, smirking.
”Sorry” he yelps.
”Shut up Weasley.” you reply, laughing.
”It’s fine…well it's not actually. I’m really pissed at you but honestly what can I expect- I mean truly George.” you pause.
”Y/n-“ George blurts out.
His expression tenses the he says, “will you be my date?”
”What?” you reply, shocked and confused.
“Look I wasn’t supposed to tell you but we're having a party tonight for Harry and I wanted you to come with me… as my date.” George says, nervously.
“Oh um” you blurt out, unsure of what to say.
”Oh um, in a good way or as in a um no….” George says smiling, rocking back on his heels.
”No, no! In a good way. I’d love to go!” you say smiling widely.
”Really?!” he says, blushing.
”You’re such a fool” you say grinning.
”Okay…I’m gonna go.” you add on.
”Okay, well I’ll catch you later. Cheers!” he says practically exploding with joy.
You head to the stands, sitting next to your sister. A few minutes later the tournament starts and of course you are horrified for Cedric, clenching your jaw the entire time.
“Cedric Diggory….PASS!” the announcers shout from the intercoms.
You jump and scream in excitement, and Hermione tells you where to find him.
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“Y/n! What are you doing back here! How did you?!” Cedric says, scrambling.
”I had to come congratulate the great champion” you reply, sneakily.
”Oh..THE great?” he says loudly.
“Don’t get cocky.” you reply, smiling at his stupidity.
“Would you accompany me and the other champions to the three broom sticks, you know as a congratulation present?” He says, raising his eyebrows.
“I don’t see why not, in fact I'll beat all of you there!” You say, walking backwards out of the tent.
“See you there Granger.” Cedric says, muffed by distance.