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Doubt

This was requested by: Anon !

Request: could i request where the reader and george both have a crush on each other but the reader thinks shes not good enough for him and when he confesses she gets her feelings hurt because she thinks its a prank to be mean and runs off and george finds her and tells her he's honest and its cute and happy? :)

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Warnings: none

Pairing: George Weasley x reader

Words: 2k

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"Sure, just tell Snape to shove it up where the sun doesn't shine and walk away. I bet you he'll let you off without homework then." Fred said, taking a big bite out of his chicken thigh.

"Yeah, because he's hexed you into the beyond." George finished.

You exhaled, dramatically. "I just want to relax, you know. It's our last year. We should enjoy it, taking it all in."

George snorted, his lips curled into a pretty grin. "We've been here for seven years. What more is there to take in?"

Shrugging, you took a gulp of your pumpkin juice. You looked around the great hall, watched the students. "There are so many people who I don't know here."

"Yeah 'cuz here's hundreds - if not thousands - of people here, Y/N." Fred said.

Your last year at Hogwarts. It felt incredibly strange. After this, you'd have to apply for a job. It was like being thrown into an abyss; completely unknown and scary. There were only three months left, and you felt stressed, apprehensive and uncertain. Of course, there was some excitement mixed in there. But you'd have to leave your friends... and him.

Him. His stupid crooked grin and red hair. His fantastically absurd witticism. His amazingly freckled face and his crazy long, attractive fingers. His crazed character and his wonder jokes. His sexy voice. His stupid tall and lanky figure that you loved so much. His dumb but famous swagger when he walked.

You'd miss him the most.

Of course, you would still be... friends. But you wouldn't see him as often and not in the same way. It'd be radically different. You knew that there would come a time where you had to grow up. Become an adult. A responsible adult. But with him - with George - you rarely felt older than twelve again. The things you'd do together were often childish and honestly quite lame, but it made you feel alive and purely happy.

He made you happy.

"-Y/N?"

Leaving Hogwarts felt foreign. Waking up without your friends around you. Not having to go to class or eat in a giant hall with hundreds of other people together. Or having stupid fights with another house or pull insane pranks that could potentially put you in detention. But that was the thrill. The thrill of Hogwarts. You never knew what would happen.

"Y/N?"

"Y-yes-yeah-yes-what?" You said with a start. Looking around yourself, as if you were surprised to find yourself in the great hall.

Fred looked at you with a funny smile. "Whatchu thinkin' 'bout?"

"Nothing." You faltered.

"Are you sure?" It was George.

Nodding, you smiled at him. "I'm sure."

George looked you up and down, looking uncertain. But he merely laughed a little and pointed a finger at you.

"You're funny."

"Thanks, means a lot when it comes from you."

He smirked.

It made your heart skip an extra beat.

~ ~ ~ ~

The book you were reading was not nearly as interesting as Fred and George. The twins were playing wizards chess. Fred was losing miserably. His constant grunts of displeasure and his head in his hands were a wonderful sight. George was often the one to get beat at wizards chess by Fred. It felt nice to watch the tables turn once and awhile.

"How's it going over there?" You called from your position at the very comfortable sofa.

Fred didn't say anything, George however beamed at you.

"It's going fantastic."

Putting the book aside, you strode over to the small table in the corner by the window that they were seated at. George was playing with the black chess pieces.

Trying not to laugh, you said, "Fred, not looking too good here, huh?"

"Hmph."

You and George exchanged a look, both smiling from ear to ear.

"How about this," George said, "if I win, you'll have to kiss me. If I lose, I'll have to deal with the shame."

You froze. You were used to his teasing. He would usually throw some funny comments your way, but you would always play them off. He didn't mean any of them. He was only joking. George liked to play with you. He just didn't know how much it hurt when he did these things.

"Right, Hermano." You tried to sound casual.

Fred moved his queen and suddenly George got pulled into the game again. So you retreated to your seat at the sofa again and picked up your book. But you couldn't concentrate. What if he did win? Would he actually kiss you then? Or would he only laugh at your face? Was it bad that you didn't want him to win now? Or did you want him to win, solely so you could possibly get one kiss that doesn't mean anything?

~ ~ ~ ~

It only took another half an hour before you heard a shout of victory. You looked up from you barely read book. As you feared, George won. Now what?

"Well, good match, brother." Fred said, reaching out to shake his brother's hand, who was currently doing a lame but cute victory dance.

"About time." George said, probably more to himself than anyone else.

Sitting awkwardly in the sofa waiting for something to happen, you said nothing. But George's sly grin from across the room made you even more nervous.

"Still up for it, Y/N?" He asked, standing up from his chair.

You tried to play it off, like every other trick he plays on you. "You sure you won? You didn't cheat?"

George shook his head, smiling. "All real, all raw. Now, are you still up for it?"

He sounded genuine when he asked you. Like he was actually expecting it. Did he mean it? Did he want you to kiss him?

"Are you still up for it?" You said trying fish out if he did mean it.

"I'm game." He said quickly.

A bit too quickly.

Okay, so he did want a kiss.

You stood up and walked up to him. He was beaming and it made you want to hug him and never let go. But you had a horrible feeling this was only a joke. A cruel joke that George would pull on you, not knowing how much it would truly hurt.

Stopping when he was in front of you, you tried to smile. You didn't say anything. You just stood on your toes and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

A kiss on the cheek.

A kiss on the bloody cheek.

George looked like a question mark. But he didn't say anything. He gave you a smile, not a real smile, his lips were pulled to a thin line but curved up at the ends a bit.

"Well done." You offered, lamely.

He just nodded. "Thanks. I think I'll turn in. Coming, Fred?"

Fred, who has been sitting by the table and watching this whole ordeal play out, looked bothered. A bit annoyed. He's probably a sore loser.

"In a minute. You go, though."

His twin waved them goodbye and said goodnight and descended up the staircase to the boy's dormitory.

You stood in place for a moment, cringing at what had just happened. But you broke out of it and plopped down on the sofa, defeated. You ran your hands over your face and groaned loudly. What. the. hell.

You felt someone sitting down next to you, so you turned to see Fred who looked none too happy.

"I'm sorry you lost. You seem rather distraught."

"I'm not distraught. I'm annoyed. And not over the fact that I just lost to my brother. But because you are too dim to see that he fancy's you."

"Uh-"

"Can't you tell? Like for real? After everything he does for you? Everything he says to you? Just the way that he looks at you?" Fred ranted, his hands waving all over the place.

Dumbfounded, you stared at him. One word travelled across your mind. Just one.

What.

Was Fred lying? Did George like you in the same way that you liked him? And how could you not see it?

Now, as you sat next to Fred, it started to make sense. Fred was right. Everything George has done for you, and you still couldn't see it.

He had invited you to his family home, invited you to dinner at Hogsmeade, bought you flowers at random, made you tea whenever you're sick and stay by your side. Listening to you while you rambled on about your favourite band, helping you out with insecurities and doubts. Always telling you how beautiful you look, complimenting you at things you're bad at, holding your hand whenever you're scared, finding excuses to touch your hair. And lastly, asking for a kiss.

Even when he had asked you for a kiss, you had doubted yourself. How could you have been so foolish?

"Oh shit." You blurted out, your eyes widening.

Fred nodded slowly, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "Ah, I see you finally see what all of us other sees every single day."

"How do I fix this?"

"There's nothing to fix, dear friend. He'll try again tomorrow. Like he has done for at least two years now." Fred said calmly. "And this time, actually respond to the hints."

He got up from the sofa and started to head to the stairs that lead up to the boy's dormitory.

You heard his footsteps fade as he walked up the stairs. Leaving you bewildered at your new discovery.

~ ~ ~ ~

You saw him turning a corner that leads to the boy's lavatories. You hurriedly said goodbye to your friends and ran after him, your heart beating fast.

He had just stepped inside when you reached the door. You hoped to all of the gods above that no other than George was in there. And with that, you opened the door and stepped inside.

"George?" You asked, quietly.

"What the-" George cut off when he saw you. "What're you doing in here?"

"I never thought George Weasley would look so shocked to see me breaking the rules. I thought it was common by know." You looked at him, astonished that he likes you.

He chuckled. "I never took you for a perv, though."

His handsome smile brought you to the subject that you had wanted to talk to him about. So you took a big, deep breath and prepared your silly and probably very cheesy speech.

"George..."

He waited, his eyebrows raised. But when you didn't continue he looked at you, confused.

"...Yes?"

Talking about your feelings suddenly felt more nerve-racking than you had thought. And your thoughts on explaining to him that you like him was terrifying. So you felt like the best way to express yourself was to just show him.

Walking slowly and looking at him with big, nervous eyes, you reached him and gently put your hands on each side of his face and tenderly claimed his lips with yours. Your hands remained on his face, your thumb brushing his cheek softly.

He was tense for only a second before he relaxed and put one arm on your lower back, and one on the back of your head.

When it was over - which felt too soon - both of you slowly pulled away from each other. For a moment, you just looked at him, and he looked back at you, seemingly lost in your eyes. His lips were starting to curl into a sly smile. Here it comes.

"That was nice." He said, laughing a little.

You couldn't help but laugh a little yourself. It was a bit funny, was it not? You had just had your first kiss with George Weasley in the boy's lavatories. But for some really odd and peculiar reason, it felt right. It sort described your whole situation.

Plain strange.

"It was." You responded, shocked at your own braveness.

"Would you mind if we do it again, sometime?" George didn't seem ashamed or shy to ask you, which made you feel a lot less nervous as well.

"I wouldn't mind at all."

He nodded his head, looking satisfied. Not breaking his character, he said, "Not to ruin the moment but I have to take a dump."

Laughing, you put your hands up. "I'm leaving."

"I'll see you later." He said.

You walked out and started to head to the Gryffindor common room.

Oh, how you couldn't wait to tell Fred.

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