#harry potter x george Weasley

[sliebman10]

Everyone Knows But Them

(a little twist on this one)

“Pads,” Remus murmured, sliding his arm around his husband. Sirius leaned against him easily, always fitting perfectly against his side. It was a rare quiet moment at the Burrow, where everyone was involved in conversation, rather than creating chaos.

“Yes, Moonshine?” Sirius said. Remus nodded toward the worn armchair where Harry  was sitting with George. George was saying something in Harry’s ear and Harry was laughing in that open way that always reminded them of James.

“What do we think?”

“Hmm…looks like us, circa sixth year,” Sirius said, giving Remus a nostalgic smile. 

“That’s what I’m thinking…” Remus said. “You think they know?”

Just then, Ginny popped up behind the armchair, dropping an enchanted water balloon on Harry and George. “Get a room, you two!”

They jumped apart as George brandished his wand at Ginny, who took off cackling.

“No, I don’t,” Sirius said, aloud, grinning. “But I’m not going to be the one to tell them.”

Word Count: 157

@wolfstarmicrofic

[morsmordream]

“a-at least you both h-have brothers here, to protect you…” neville trailed off, almost longingly.

ron scoffed, looking at aleksander as if their friend had lost the plot completely.

“neville, neville, neville,” he said, “do you truly think that fred and george prewett are going to come rushing to my aid? do you think for a single moment that hari black is in aleksander potter’s corner just because they share blood? if we were in slytherin, maybe, but not now.”

neville frowned, “b-but aleks’ brother has been watching since we entered the great hall, s-still is. even t-though he’s gryffindor.”

aleksander braved a brief glance over at the slytherin table, desperate for neville’s words to ring true. the brothers’ eyes met, from opposite ends of the hall, and hari offered a tiny nod- truly, a blink and you miss it moment.

aleksander thought that was rather the point. it always was with hari. he cared about him in his own way, but he had a reputation to uphold. he cared for his other family, the blacks and the lestranges, and his slytherin friends publicly. any more than that was too much of a weakness to bare.

but aleksander knew, as truly as he knew his own name, that hari black would protect him. maybe in a dubiously legal and secretive way, but he would all the same.

as hari smirked, no doubt biting out something scathing and sarcastic and utterly inappropriately hilarious towards dante zabini that had cassius warrington looking scandalised, with george prewett’s arm thrown loosely round his shoulders as he and his twin cackled, aleksander felt something drift onto his lap.

making a brief glance down, he smiled at the little slip of parchment, recognising his brother’s impeccable loopy handwriting.

give the lions hell for me, słoneczko

yes, aleksander thought, hari was most certainly in his corner in his own slytherin little way.

or:

a little drabble inspired by an idea i had wherein hari black, formerly potter (rough history there), is the older brother of the boy who lived, aleksander potter.

[themoonandthedogstar]

save me Harry and George in Independent Study by SomewheresSword… save me Harry and George in Independent Study by SomewheresSword..

[snitchesandstitcheswrites]

He allows the presence to get closer, closer…

Harry grabs at the arm that peeks around the curtain⁠—there’s a yelp and a flurry of swears⁠—and uses that leverage slam a squirming ginger against the shower wall, pinning him place with a forearm across his collarbone.

“George,” he says evenly, not at all surprised by the quarry he’s caught. “Which part of ‘I’ve been living in an active warzone’ made you think it’d be a good idea to sneak up on me in the shower?”

“Huh,” George says, unusually meek. He’s already soaked to the skin, his t-shirt and pajama pants clinging wetly to his frame as the spray from the shower continues to fall overhead. “I’ll admit, this might not’ve been the most well-thought out of pranks.”

Harry considers him for a long moment. He holds out his free hand and sure enough, a potion vial flies into it, dropped at some point during the brief scuffle.

“And what’s this supposed to do?” he asks. Glass vial, pale blue liquid, pink reflect, no time to brew so he already had it in his possession…

“It’s just a hair color potion,” George swears. “Innocent as they come!”

“Bit tame for you lot, though, isn’t it?” Harry muses, lifting a brow. 

“We thought you could do with a bit of a laugh,” George explains, a touch put out. “‘S��not like we’re trying to hurt you. In hindsight, we could’ve⁠—” He glances down towards where Harry’s still got his arm pinned across his chest, then glances lower. “—could’ve gone about it better,” he finishes, his voice not unlike a squeak.

Despite himself, Harry feels the corner of his mouth twitch up. “Hmm.”

Knowing better than to take his eyes off his target⁠—especially when that target’s a Weasley twin⁠—Harry lifts the vial to his mouth, uncorking it with his teeth.

“Just a color change?” he checks.

George swallows; Harry can feel his throat flex under his hold. 

“Just a color change,” he confirms. 

“Cheers, then,” Harry says, and downs the potion in one gulp. He doesn’t feel it take effect, which tracks with what he remembers, but a quick glance up tells him that his fringe has turned a vibrant shade of purple.

George is watching him with wide, almost fascinated eyes. “...Suits you,” he eventually says.

“Thanks,” Harry says with a wolfish grin. “Now get out of my shower.”

[moonymiel]

i know this is a marauders era blog but pls. does someone else here share my deep passion and love for harry /george weasley and harry /charlie weasley fics and my deep sorrow that there’s like 8 good ones in total. please. let my boy have his in love with his best friend’s brother trope just like his daddy. they are so good. PLEASE I LOVE THEM i’m so underfed

[bichenxi]

Good evening dear friends, i have another fic recommendation tonight.

This piece of literature art is a delight, you will love it as much as I did.

It's settled during the Ootp book but is canon divergence, totally divergence, I like it very much, and it has a very beautiful and nice outcome at the end of the story.

[ladyofredandgreen]

[schmem14]

P e e l i n g   P o t a t o e s

{CW: Grief, Death, mentions of Child Abuse}

George peels the potatoes the muggle way like he hasn't done since he was sixteen. There's no reason to, except that it feels good to flex the muscles of his forearm with each swipe of metal under the skin.

He sets a punishing pace for himself.

Swipe. Swipe. Swipe. Swipe.

Rotate potato.

Repeat.

If only he could do this and shut his brain off at the same time.

He laughs to himself, but like all his laughs lately, it's coated with bitterness. Even laughter has gone bad as if Fred was the one keeping it from becoming twisted and horrible. As if George is and always was the problem.

"Why are you peeling those the muggle way?" He looks up to find familiar blue eyes, but they're the wrong ones, and they're a foot higher than they should be.

"Fuck off, Ronnie," George says, knowing exactly how to hurt him. He knows he shouldn't wish it were Ron, but he does. George wishes it were anyone but Fred.

Ron fucks off. George tries not to think about the pain lancing through Ron’s expression. Something cruel in him laughs that bitter laugh again.

No one wants George without Fred, not even George. All he ever used to be good for was laughs. Now he peels potatoes like a fucking muggle because it feels fucking good to fucking--

"Ouch!" George yelps, dropping the peeler with a clatter.

It's only a thin line of blood welling up on his knuckle.

He refuses to cry.

"George? You okay in here?"

No, I bloody well am NOT okay.

It's Harry. George can't even look at him--he's pure sunshine and gratitude. George doesn't want to feel either, so he looks away and bites back a curse as Harry grabs his hand, examining the wound with a tut.

"I used to get these all the time. D'you know, my Aunt made me peel potatoes when I was five? Fucking five years old, and she shoves the peeler at me. 'Here you go, it's about time you earned your keep.'"

George can't help but chuckle darkly at that. Harry doesn't seem offended. He sighs and grabs a towel, dabbing at the wound with his careful fingers.

"You want to know my favorite?" Harry asks, the towel stilling. He's waiting for George to look, and so George takes a deep breath and forces himself to drown in brilliant green. It's almost too much, but now that he's here, he can't look away.

"Whenever I would cut myself, she said to me, 'Idiot boy! Don't you dare bleed on the potatoes, or I'll lock you in the cupboard until tomorrow.' I learned really quickly how to…" Harry lifts George's finger to his mouth and sucks at the wound, his lips warm, tongue laving at the spot with efficient licks.

They stand there like that for an eternity, and George is inexplicably flustered, his heart beating out a warning rhythm. Just when it becomes unbearable, Harry pulls back to examine the cut, his thumb swiping over the angry red skin.

"I would never do that to you. You just fucking bleed on the potatoes, alright George? Whatever it takes."

Harry holds George's hand between his, that green gaze lingering just a second too long.

Harry drops George's hand and leaves the kitchen.

George stands there for the longest time, staring at the spot where Harry kissed him better.

When he resumes peeling potatoes, it's with a calm he finds in the eye of his storm.

HERE on AO3

[mimgki]

i love rarepairs i live for rarepairs they mean so much to me even if i have my favorite popular ships there is just something so special about a super rare pairing in huge fandoms

george weasley x harry potter u mean absolutely everything to me

ive been on a fic binge of these two and idc if this fic was last updated in 2022 and most likely discontinued i adore it

please i need more 😢

[katherinewinchester13]

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Complete 💯

MATURE

Words:23,012

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✨SHIPS✨

Regulus Black/James Potter/Lily Evans

Harry Potter/George Weasley

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DESCRIPTION

When the Aurors from the Ministry finally show up to Hogwarts to help with the aftermath of the battle, they set their sights on Draco Malfoy. Harry and his friends protect him. This one action leads to Death dropping Harry, as well as everyone that was standing between Draco and the Aurors, back in time to 1978; the final year at Hogwarts for the Marauders.

Death wants Harry to talk to those there and get them to change the future. But Harry's pissed and tired and just wants to not feel so on edge anymore so he does the one thing he can; he gets in Albus Dumbledore's face and tells him to quite being a tool. More or less, anyway.

It somehow ends up turning out quite well for (practically) everyone.

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[colmiillo]

me acting like I just didn't read the most filthy nasty hot smut fic of my life

[nottsangel]

— hp porn links ੈ♡˳ 16k celebration.

warning: 18+ only. these are twitter links that contain porn videos. these are not fics.

includes: theodore nott, mattheo riddle, draco malfoy, tom riddle, lorenzo berkshire, pansy parkinson, fred weasley, george weasley, ron weasley and harry potter.

nav . m.list . drabbles m.list

— THEODORE NOTT

brother’s bsf!theo fucking you in your room

sex with toxic!theo after a fight

dealer!theo fucking you in his car

bf!theo using you as a stress reliever

— MATTHEO RIDDLE

roommate!mattheo fucking you while everyone’s asleep

missionary with mattheo in his dorm room

bsf!mattheo helping you relax after a long day

classmate!mattheo fucking you against his desk

— DRACO MALFOY

enemy!draco fingering you in the bathroom

draco pounding into you from behind

dom!draco spanking you when you misbehave

draco sneaking into your dorm room late at night

— TOM RIDDLE

dom!tom fucking your throat

rough sex with tom after you’ve been needy all day long

bf!tom fingering you

tom waking you up in the middle of the night

— LORENZO BERKSHIRE

roommate!enzo fucking you in your room

makeup sex with bf!enzo after an argument

dom!enzo fingering you

reverse cowgirl with bsf!enzo

— PANSY PARKINSON

making out with bsf!pansy

gf!pansy eating you out

pansy fingering you in the bathroom between classes

sleepovers with bsf!pansy

— FRED WEASLEY

bsf!fred eating you out

morning sex with roommate!fred

bf!fred fucking you after you flirt with someone else

riding fred’s face after a stressful day

— GEORGE WEASLEY

bf!george breeding you full

baking with bsf!george

morning sex with roommate!george

george fucking you raw after you pull the condom off

— RON WEASLEY

jerking off sub!ron

riding classmate!ron after class

ron fucking you against the wall

sleepy sex with bf!ron

— HARRY POTTER

needy harry fucking your thighs

missionary with harry

dom!harry fingering you from behind

shower sex with bf!harry

[themoonandthedogstar]

currently 2000 words into an angsty oneshot of George telling Ginny that he’s with Harry, gonna be up on ao3 at some point idk when

[dresyreads]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Harry Potter/George Weasley Characters: Harry Potter, George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Luna Lovegood, Blaise Zabini, Molly Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Teddy Lupin Additional Tags: Trauma, Loss, Panic Attacks, Past Relationship(s) Summary:

George stands before him in the doorway, like a gangly, terrible ghost. His face is heinously pale, which makes the dark bags under his eyes pop in a way that is altogether unflattering, and he wears only a large, striped sweater and a pair of boxers with bats on them. His hair is much longer than it had been last time Harry had seen him, and it’s pulled back into a loose knot. “Harry,” he says, and it comes out breathlessly.

“George.” Harry stands there, wholly encapsulated by familiar heartache just at the sight of his friend. His eyes flick past him to investigate the flat. Clothes and dirty dishes are strewn all over the living room and, if he’s not mistaken, there are at least three pairs of underwear hanging from the ceiling fan. He glances back at George, who is now leaning against the doorway staring at him, expressionless. Harry clears his throat. “I, um… came for a visit. Sorry.”

[noelan1]

Do you ever read a really questionable fanfiction or a spicy love story and think "what the fuck did I just read"

[incorrectharrypotterblog]

Hermione: why are threesomes only for sex

Hermione: why can’t I join in on a couples argument if I want to