Harry Potter One Shots

George Weasley

A/N: some part of this is based on that song "Stuck in the middle" by Tai Verdes.
Also I'm not gonna lie, I finished this one before the Draco Malfoy one but I'd already given you Draco Malfoy hints so I couldn't post it 😂
Grab something to drink, something to eat, maybe tissues? Idk you guys seem to cry a lot during these (I'm sorry) and SETTLE DOWN because it is a longgggg one...

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    "Is that Y/N Y/L/N?" Someone whispered from up the stairs as I marched into Grimmauld Place with my elite, heading straight for the kitchen.

     "I thought she was just a myth." Someone else muttered.

     "Of course she's real, but what's she doing here of all places?"

     "Dumbledore." I greeted the elder man as I entered the room, ignoring the whispers and he smiled at me.

     "Ah, at last." He welcomed, gesturing for me to take a seat. My elite fanned out next to me as we sat down and looked at the others in the room. "Welcome."

     "What's this all about?" A plump, red haired woman scowled as she closed the kitchen door.

     "This is Y/N Y/L/N and her elite from the Academy for Exceptional-"

"Exceptionally Promising Aurors." A man with scars spread all over his face interrupted and I smiled softly.

      "Exactly." Dumbledore nodded, satisfied.

      "Why are they here?" The woman asked again.

       "They requested to join the order." Dumbledore explained.

     "Requested?" A man with shoulder length black hair raised an eyebrow and I nodded.

     "Contrary to popular belief, we aren't murderers. We aren't trained to maim and kill people in our free time. We are, instead, highly trained in espionage and the dark arts, including the defence against the those arts." I spoke up. "While the Ministry may not want to believe Voldemort is back, we do and we want to help."

     "Help? How could a bunch of children help?" The woman spoke up again and my eyes locked with hers, making her take a frightened step back.

     "I would appreciate not calling us children, madam. We're long past that." I told her and my elite chuckled softly.

     "I'm assigning them to the others, for protection." Dumbledore explained.

     "How will you explain their appearance at Hogwarts?" The scarred man asked, eyeing us. "They don't really fit in."

     I looked down at my black attire, tight fitting clothes with hidden knives and daggers and all sorts of magical objects, and realised he had a point.

     "I will announce them as exchange students from our sister school abroad and we will see to it that they do fit in." Dumbledore told him and as they argued about the matter, I played with a tiny dagger, spinning it around in my hand and catching it.

     "Well then, it's settled." Dumbledore clapped his hands. "I must go now but Remus here will see to it that you will all get to your assigned students."

     "Thank you, professor." We stood up and nodded at him.

     "I have faith in you." Dumbledore smiled at me, looking over his moon spectacles and his eyes sparkled. I grinned and nodded again.

     He left the house and the room was suddenly overcrowded with people. Mostly redheads. I shared a look with my best friend Yrene and we chuckled.