"George look I don't know about this..." I say nervously.
"Hey, hey it's ok. Mum and dad are gonna love you, I'm sure of it." He reassures me.
"No, you know how awkward I get and..." I trail off.
"It's going to fine, ok? We can go in together or if you want I can go in first." He offers.
"Together" I mumble.
I felt like such a nuisance. I should've just stayed at Hogwarts with Charlotte.
"Mum, dad, this is Y/n. You've seen her at the train station" George introduces me.
"Oh Y/n how lovely it is to see you again!" Mrs.Weasley smiles brightly and bustles over towards me.
"Oh hello" I say.
She pulls me into a tight embrace.
"I'm so glad George convinced you to stay here for the holidays!"
I see George shake his head out of embarrassment and go to greet his dad.
"Now, you'll be sharing a room with George and Fred. There is only two beds but I'm sure George won't mind the floor" she pulls out of the hug and gives me another smile.
"No, that's ok. I'm the one who should sleep on the floor." I reply.
"No! Nonsense! I will not have you sleeping on the floor!" Mrs.Weasley objects.
"Yeah, and I don't mind" George shrugs.
"I-" I begin.
"Here, I'll bring up your stuff. Fred's probably already up there." George says grabbing my trunk.
I follow him upstairs and into a room with two beds and a sleeping bag on the floor.
Fred was jumping on one of the beds happily.
"LOOK AT ME! IM LIGHT AS AIR! MUM NEVER LET ME DO THIS AT HOME! NOW IM OLDER AND NO ONE CONTROLS ME! MWA HA HA HA!" He shouts.
"FRED WEASLEY STOP JUMPING ON YOUR BED! YOU'RE SHAKING THE WHOLE HOUSE!" Mrs.Weasley shouts from downstairs.
He sighs and stops jumping.
I chuckle and then sit down on the sleeping bag on the floor.
"What do you think you're doing?" George asks, setting down my trunk.
"Getting comfortable in my bed" I reply.
"No, you get the real bed." He says back.
"George, no. I'm fine. I actually prefer the floor" I say to him.
"Ok, yeah I'll take the bed, yeah sure."
I give a sigh of relief, happy that he finally gave in.
He didn't.
He hooked his arms under mine and dragged me to the real bed.
"Stop! No I want the sleeping bag! Fred help me! Get your brother to let me sleep on the floor!" I argue while flailing my arms and legs.
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Such a Hufflepuff (George Weasley x reader)
FanfictionYou were always a very kind girl. You grew up as a muggle but you were a pureblood. This story will start at the beginning of your 5th year. The first little bit May be from George's pov. There may be some oc's for your friends :) I made up some t...
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