Random Imagines

George Weasley//Home for Holidays

George Weasley and I had barely ever spoken a word to each other, yet somehow, during our sixth year at Hogwarts I developed... feelings.

George was in my potions class, there was an incident with one of the other guys picking on some girl, and George stood up to them for her and told them to stop. It was the sweetest and hottest things I've ever seen. Of course they didn't back down, but neither did George, who of course had Fred to back him up.

After class that day, I walked up to George in the hallway.

"That was really sweet, George. What you did for Lucy in class."

"Oh. Thank you! Um, Uh, it was nothing."

"I'm sure Lucy appreciates it."

He nodded his head silently.

"Okay, well I'll let you go meet Fred in the library now."

"How did you know-"

"I um- You guys go there everyday to meet up before next class."

He nodded his head again with a smile and walked off.

Flash forward to today: the first day of Christmas break.

It was early in the morning, before most of the students went home.

George, Fred and I had all become friends, and I even met Ron and Ginny.

I knocked on the twins door and they came out.

"I got you two presents. Don't worry, they aren't matching." I smiled.

"Thanks y/n!" They said in unison while hugging me.

"You're welcome, boys."

They opened their gifts and got happy. I got Fred a brand new pair of pants and I got George a new candle.

"Smell it."

"It smells exactly like you, that's mad!"

"It... it smells like me?" I stuttered.

"Yeah. Lavender and Oranges." He hugged me. "Thank you so much."

"Y-you're welcome"

The twins both went back to their room and I went to Ron's room.

"Woah, what happened?" He noticed my shaken expression.

"I gave your brother an amortentia candle and he said it smelled exactly like me."

"Does he know it's an amortentia candle?"

"No."

"Hey, maybe he just likes the way you smell."

I gave him a weird look and continued on. "What am I supposed to do?"

"Join us on our family break. We would all love to have you, and you could meet our parents."

"I don't want to-"

"You're coming with us." He interrupted.

"Okay."

Later that day Ron and I met at the front entrance of Gryffindor and we waited for the twins.

"How exactly do you feel about my brother?" Ron asked.

I looked around before saying anything. "I really like George." I shrugged. "He's sweet and funny and he always makes me feel happy when I'm around him or talking to him. Every time I see him I get goosebumps and when he smiles, laughs, or even just looks at me I get butterflies."