#george weassley x y/n

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A Very Weasley Winter

Summary: (request):  ask and u shall receive!! reader (who is in a relationship with George) is spending the summer/winter holidays at the burrow and molly absolutely in love with them <333

Pairing: George Weasley x Male Reader

Key: (Y/N)-your name, (H/C)- hair colour

Word Count: 1125

The snow fell quietly as the group of teens waited for Arthur and Molly Weasley to pick them up at the station. 

“Cuddle me, (Y/N). It’s so cold” George pouted while rubbing his gloved hands together outside of the station, his breath visible in the afternoon air. 

“You’re a child, you know that.” (Y/N) sighed, pulling an extra scarf out of his bag and wrapping it around his boyfriend’s neck pulling him in for a kiss. 

“Pretty please” He pleaded harder, making himself shiver while holding his arms together, trying 

“Fine” He said, defeated by George. The taller redhead turned (Y/N) around wrapped his hands around his waist, snaking them under his shirt. (Y/N) yelped as he felt the cold nip at his stomach. 

“You’re so warm” He cooed into (Y/N)’s neck as he nuzzled into place, only sending down his boyfriend’s spine when his voice vibrated low in his chest. 

“And you’re so annoying.” He huffed out, crossing his arms as scanned the station for any sign of other redheads. 

They waited a few more minutes before seeing an unfamiliar car occupied by a pair of familiar faces. They all waved to the car ready to stuff all 5 trunks into the boot of the car, but quickly quieted down when they heard an argument in the works. 

“Another car? Another car?! Arthur, have you not learned your lesson yet?! Are you draft?!” Molly Wesley jumped down her husband’s throat, though it seemed like she didn’t completely mind seeing as she was in the car. 

“Please dear, I promise it’s not enchanted this time.” He replied apologetically, (Y/N) was reminded of when dear little Ronikins borrowed the old car crashing it into the weeping willow and almost wiping out a chuck of the school. (Y/N) hadn’t found it very funny, but the twins, Merlin, they were laughing for weeks. 

“That’s exactly what you said last time and what did i find out?! It was enchanted.” 

The small minivan was quickly silenced when Molly saw her children and (Y/N). Molly Weasley immediately waddled to her daughter giving her then the 3 boys hugs. 

“We’re been worried sick!” The worried mother pinched and kissed her children’s faces before immediately turning to the twins. Their faces immediately looked to the ground in shame while their mother glared daggers into their heads. 

“You two. If I hear about one more dangerous or ridiculous prank that you pulled, you will never I mean NEVER see the light of day.” She poked each of them harshly in the chest, squinting her eyes. Her motherly urge to scold them further was softened by the look of guilt on their faces. 

“Yes, mum. Sorry, mum” The twins looked up at their terrifying mother who immediately softened up, giving them each a pinch and a kiss. 

“(Y/N)! Dear! You're as handsome as I thought you would be, let me take a lot at your face” Molly immediately brightened up when George moved out the way to reveal a very red faced (H/C) boy behind him. The cold air not painting his face nearly enough as the bright smile on Molly’s face. 

“Thanks, Mrs. Weasley” He said shyly, trying to hide his embarrassment as she hugged him tightly. 

“Just call me mum, dear. Has George been treating you right, if he ever gives you trou-“ Molly immediately went on a tangent, gesturing for his boyfriend to load (Y/N)’s trunk into the car. 

“It’s alright, Mrs. Weasley. He’s as sweet as ever” He laughed, throwing a small smirk to George who just glowed 10 more shades of red. 

“Shut up.” George spat out sheepishly, earning another dagger to the back of his head which shot shivers up his spine. 

“Scary.” The twins said in unison while helping Ginny with her trunk, the only one left was Percy’s which sat an inch above the ground while he struggled to haul it into the large minivan boot. 

“Of course dear, I don’t doubt it. Come ride with me in the front, won’t you?” Molly laughed and opened the front door of the minivan, pushing (Y/N) in without another thought. Not having a choice whether or he would, but he didn’t mind. 

“I’d be delighted to” He smiled, sliding himself into the middle seat next to Mr. Weasley who gave him a sheepish smile as (Y/N) turned back to help Molly into her seat. 

“See, boys. This is manners. What a respectful young man” She hummed in satisfaction as she looked at the backseat, making sure everyone was strapped in and ready. 

After a long car round of asking every question possible in a relationship, George managed to steal (Y/N) from his mother to his room. They dropped their heavy trunk into the twins’ bedroom and immediately collapsed onto George’s bed with a thud and a sigh. 

“Wow” (Y/N) huffed out with an arched stretch of his back, the stairs upon stairs really wearing him out. 

“Yeah- uh- sorry. Mum’s a lot.” His boyfriend exclaimed quite nervously, to his disappointment the first mother-boyfriend interaction turned out exactly as he predicted. 

“I love her!” The tired boy smiled widely at George, who looked rather surprised. This was the furthest he’d ever gotten with a relationship, being less committed than a life sentence. 

“She’s so sweet, my brain can’t comprehend how nice she is” He beamed as he collapsed next to George, snuggling into his frame. 

“Really?” George subconsciously wrapping his arms around (Y/N)’s body, starting to play lightly with his hair. 

“Of course” He yawned out, stretching out his limbs before turning to face George. His boyfriend put two hands on his face planting a kiss on (Y/N)’s forehead which left him smiling even wider than before. His face glowing with cold winter light and happiness. 

“Of course, haha. You really don’t cease to surprise me, I swear to Merlin” He planted an extra kiss on his forehead as he nuzzled face into (Y/N)’s chest listening to a short inhale as (Y/N) was about to talk. 

“She told me about her baking and- of course- I’ve always wanted to know how to bake since you love biscuits so much oh and she said if I wanted to I could come over next holiday too-“ He rambled on while George sighed in relief and ecstasy just grabbing him to cuddle. 

They sat there together looking through the window while the snow fell once again while they each took turns changing the subject sporadically to whatever came to mind first. Molly peered through the door every now and then to hear how happy her son was just listening for once… 

[harrypotterbrainworms]

Hideout Lovers

Summary: Cuddles drabble

Pairing: George Weasley x Male Reader

Key: (Y/N)- your name

Word Count: 478

He stared out into the vast wood through the small window, his breath misting up the glass. 

“What’s happening in that pretty head of yours” He felt two strong arms around his waist, a head resting in the crook of his neck. 

“Nothing, really. It’s pretty outside.” He sighed frustrated and bored, a hand under his arm as he leaned into his boyfriend. 

“It is.” He smiled, hugging him a little tighter and snuggling into (Y/N)’s back. 

They sat in silence together before a kiss was placed on (Y/N)’s cheek. George’s hand reached out to grab his. 

“Come on, I know where we could go” He smiled and grabbed the confused boy as they ran through the almost empty hallways. Their bare feet burning under the cold stone, but they giggled nevertheless. 

“Where are we going?” He asked stepping around like he was hurrying to a towel on a beach, the cold unforgiving to the soles of his feet. 

“You’ll see,” George said mysteriously, leaving (Y/N) wondering what cliff they would jump off this time. 

They continued down the winding paths George took, (Y/N) worried that he didn’t know where they were going, but trusted him enough. They stopped to check for no unwanted visitors as they entered a small hole behind a painting. 

“Here” He looked over the small nook proudly. Small jars of light in every corner, an ashtray carefully placed upon a cardboard box. There were papers scattered everywhere they could be, a small set of watercolours and an easel too. 

“You paint?” He said picking up a leather sketchbook with small painting of sunsets and flowers in them. 

“I tried.” The crouched over boy said snatching away the small sketchbook. 

George plopped down onto one of the pillow piles quickly covering his bare feet from the cold breeze coming from a crack in the small porthole window. 

“How did you find this place?” (Y/N) asked investigating the small collection of books stacked in one of the corners 

“Tried to find more corners the map doesn’t have, but when I found this… I couldn’t just have it be another hiding spot to run into. So it’s now my hideout” 

“Still a place to hide then” 

“You could say that” He laughed and patted the pile of pillows next to him as he opened the blanket for (Y/N).

He tucked himself next to his love, though the window was smaller than in the common room, the view… God the view was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. George thought the same though he was looking at a different kind of view. 

They said quietly together, just staring at the sunset slowly coming into view. 

“We could’ve done this in the common room” He laughed and showered his boyfriend in kisses.

“I know, this just feels more special”