hii, could we get george weasley fic where the twins plays a cruel prank on her (by accident or on purpose) and she ignores the both of them and he has to grovel after her type
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Synopsis: We all know The Weasley twins are funny, a good prank even make Professor McGonagall's lips twitch. But when a certain Slytherin got the honor of their attention for the new prank, things hadn't gone well. And now, someone's at somebody's feet.
Pairing: George Weasley x Slytherin!fem!reader
Even the most peaceful day in Hogwarts can turn to a chaotic one just because of two certain red heads. The quietest halls can be filled with laughter as the twins exit a room full of glitter and a very angry student.
Their pranks varies from harmless and trully humourous, to absolutely gut wrenching anger simmering in your whole being. Usually, it's the latter.
One not-so-normal morning since two red heads is at the empty classroom instead of Transfiguration class and whispering to themselves and planning something mischievous. They're trying to make another product for their future jokeshop, and since they're running out of targets as all Gryffindors are done by now, it's time for Slytherins.
Draco was the first target, of course, already turned his owl to a rat one time, he was absolutely terrified when a rat was crawling in their table to deliver his letter. Demanded to his father that he get a new owl.
Now, it's time for Y/N Monte. A peaceful Slytherin, kind even on some days, but usually sassy. Definitely a Slytherin.
George was the one who introduced her to Fred, he met her during one of their quidditch training. Y/N was practicing her spells with a fellow Slytherin in the Quidditch Pitch when she almost got hit with a bludger, before George managed to bat it away and gave her a "You alright there, darl'?" And a wink.
Ever since, George took that lack of response, but not a hostile look either, to ask her for homework, even make a small talks every once and a while.
So when she appeared to be laughing at one of George and Fred's latest prank, George saw her and immediately deemed her the next target.
A simple flick of George's hand on Fred's shoulder with a pointed look, "Look, Fred..." Muttered from his lips, target locked.
So now, they got to thinking, what makes Y/N Monte the most pissed? Maybe her clothes? Maybe making her green? Or maybe humiliating her in Potion's class?
But the Yule Ball is coming up...
That's a bloody yes.
Y/N has got a boy asked her out, Jacob Holloway, a very built Ravenclaw who had been "eyeing" her out as he said. And for Y/N, it's not everyday she get asked out, hell, she doesn't even expect anyone to ask! So she said yes.
When the Yule Ball came, it was mostly fine. Only that Y/N was absolutely ravishing wearing that silver metalic dress with white roses adorning her collarbones. Totally not enough to make anyone's heart skip a beat.
Y/N and Jacob was having fun, absolutely killing it on the dance floor and having the best conversation. Which actually makes the best opportunity for the twin's prank.
When the couple took a moment for themselves to get a drink and talk to each other about probably something that will make them more interesting to each other. George's wand got out and a few flicks of his wrist, a small vial from Fred flew itself slowly to Y/n's drink and dropped a few.
Once Y/n sipped her drink unknowingly, the twins stood not so far away to listen.
"So, tell me more about your childhood." Jacob started, but before Y/N can answer and say probably how she cried over a snail because she found out they're an invasive species, she muttered something completely out of turn.
"If I die first, I'll haunt you— not a scary hunt but a peek over your shoulder hunt."
Okay. What in Merlin's beard was that?
"I-I mean—" She stuttered after that. She's kind of panicking now because Jacob's face is mixed with confusion and something absolutely weirded out. And that's not a good sign.
Another one came out of her mouth, "Your elbows look kissable."
What. The. Bloody. Hell.
"My... elbows?" Jacob is trying to smile but is absolutely weirded out because what in the hell does one say that someone's elbows are kissable?
"I don't know what I'm saying— I'm so sorry!" Y/N started actually sweat and panic. What is happening to her? Why is she saying these things? It's making her screw up from her date! Ugh!
And from the not so far away table is the two little shitheads trying not to laugh but failed miserably.
Oh Y/N saw them alright.
Her icy glare that was absolutely not playing is on them and they quickly joined the crowd and avoided her for the rest of the night.
She turned back to Jacob who was awkwardly sipping his drink and didn't look her way. She can't say anything else in fear of absolutely saying something more horrid and weird. She just... Left. Jacob didn't bat an eye.
In the heat of her anger, she found the twins laughing their asses off from Neville's dancing, grabbed both their collars and got them to the side.
"What did you do?!" She exclaimed, face contorting in anger. She just lost the only guy who had eyes on her, her only hope that she won't die alone and he's gone off thinking she's some weird bimbo.
"Gave ya love lifes a bit twist, he's boring you know." George had the gall to say as Fred snickers. "Oh, you doorknob! You humiliated me!" She pushed George by the chest, did not move him.
"Relax, darl', he's a wanker anyway." George insist, his smirk getting a bit serious now.
"I know you don't understand how much it hurt for the only guy to ask you out be gone thinking you're a weirdo!" The twins, despite their unruly nature still get themselves some spotlight from the ladies, so of course they didn't know how it feels.
Y/N left then, leaving George with a face that says 'I thought it was funny'. Fred shrugged it off, he was used to people acting like that after a prank. Should be the same for George... It's awfully weird that it's not.
So the next day, unbeknownst to Fred, George got his own little mission:
Say sorry to Y/N.
Which, he doesn't know how because one: they usually don't, and two: she's not just anyone.
Surprisingly.
It's weird that he no longer can bother her during Ancient Rune class, can't even catch a glimpse of her in the halls. It felt empty. Or maybe it's guilt? Oh, yeah, he forgot, he's not supposed to feel guilt.
So now it feels wrong to be pinning a girl who doesn't want to get pinned because of a very not funny prank.
George used his connections to get Y/N's whereabouts and found her in a secluded area in the courtyard.
Walking slowly, he took a breath. Here goes everything.
Soft crunch of the leaves was heard as he slowly tales steps, Y/N was drawing in her notebook. "Hey..." George whispered out. Merlin, what happened to his voice?
Her head looked at him and immediately got her face in a scowl. "Leave me alone." Her voice sounded so firm that it's actually scary.
"Oh come on! Hear me out—" George was cut off when she stood up, ready to leave. He didn't even have the will to grab her arm to stop her.
The next opportunity was during their Transfiguration class. He slid up beside her and made sure to move his lips like a ventriloquist. "Hey, come on hear my apolo—"
"No."
"Oh come on!"
He said that a bit too loudly that heads turned and Professor McGonagall looked at him. "Something to say Mr. Weasley?" The elder woman said with a brow so high it can reach the sky.
He shrunk after that and didn't caught up with her after class.
The next day? He can't take it anymore. Those two days felt like 2 months of trying to catch her and just say "sorry".
So now, it was late in the night. George bribed an oblivious Slytherin first year to say Professor Snape called for her.
So a Y/N in pajamas came out of the dungeons with George waiting, leaning at the wall, acting cool like he wasn't about to say sorry for the first time ever.
When she got a glimpse of him, she's sure Professor Snape didn't called for her. Professor Snape doesn't look like a tall, red head, Weasley twin named George.
She couldn't help but sigh when he slowly walks up to her.
"Please hear me out."
"No."
"Oh come on!" He's practically begging now, begging for this torture to just be ended.
"You humiliated me in front of Jacob." Tell him something he doesn't know and feels shitty about. "I am now known as a weirdo who sees elbows kissable to his friends." Her arms crossed.
"I know..." George sighed. "I'm really sorry, alright? I thought it was funny—"
"It isn't." She inserted.
"—and he looked like a wimp anyway that won't even treat you okay—"
Y/n paused at what he's saying,
"—and I know someone else would treat you even if you act weird and say weird stuff because you're you—"
"George."
"—and honestly, you're absolutely interesting and—"
"George!"
That he got to stop. Then realized what he said because of that stupid grin in her face.
"Really? I'm really interesting?" She just had to tease. Have you seen this George before? Neither has she.
"That's not me."
"I'm very convinced that that whole rant just came from you."
Did it? George got to thinking... He got the same circumstance when she pranked a girl before, she got pissed off, he didn't say anything though. Shrugged it even.
Why is he here? Why is he here in front if her absolutely loving that grin because just imagine that same face looking at him after trying to scold her after a prank— wait what?
"Well shit." He mumbled under her breath. He just fell in love in the midst of pinning this girl.
She laughed, very amused at the fact that he looks very gobsmacked.
"Does this mean you accept my apology?" George asks hopefully.
She just shrugged, a very sly smirk on her face. "Maybe. You better work for it." She patted his shoulder as a good luck, maybe?
"Oh, come on!"
YAYYY, someone requested a this beautiful George fic, it's absolutely refreshing to write other than school works and all that stuff. It feels robotic not gonna lie so this is a good touch of humanity in me.
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