George Weasley One Shots

Somebody to Love

George Weasley x fem!reader

Warnings: a little angst i guess, fluff, longing

Song: Somebody to Love by Queen, Soulmate 

original post - https://thisismynerdyself.tumblr.com/post/638358687022514176/somebody-to-love

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"Can anybody find me somebody to love?" You yelled at the top of your lungs into the night air from the balcony of your tiny flat.

"Y/N, you just have to be patient, you know these things take time." Your best friend appeared in your sliding door behind you, trying to encourage you, get you out of your own head worrying about whether or not you would ever find your soulmate. You knew the signs but had never experienced them for yourself. And time was passing more and more quickly as you grew older. Okay, so maybe your twenties wasn't exactly older, but with each passing year that you hadn't met your soulmate and you were forced to watch the people around you head off into the sunset with their person, you were beginning to lose hope.

"How are you so calm when you haven't found your soulmate either?" You whipped your head around to look into their eyes, your own clouded with, not fully formed tears yet, but definitely the beginning stages of another one of your dreadful nights of self pity.

"I guess I just trust the process. Besides, there's nothing saying that I haven't ever met my soulmate, just that our souls haven't... latched on yet." Your best friend shrugged as if it was no big deal. But to you it was.

Each morning I get up I die a little

Can barely stand on my feet

George hated being dramatic, but he was really beginning to doubt the entire soulmate system when years had gone by without so much as a hint as to who his forever partner would be. Every new face he encountered held such hope. That is, until they were out of sight, out of mind. And out of range for the connection.

He tried to convince everyone that he wasn't worried, he played it cool when it was brought up around him. He ignored the pitying stares from his already-matched family members. He knew very few people who hadn't found their person yet, and each day that passed made it a little harder to find the motivation to get out of bed just to be disappointed by the time he climbed back in at night, utterly alone.

I have spent all my years in believing you

But I just can't get no relief

If the soulmate system had worked so well for others, why wasn't it working for you? You began to depend on the evenings when your best friend would get off of work and come visit you at your flat - this was becoming a weekly occurrence the more you were worked up over your predicament.

Your one true friend would curl up with you on your sofa and watch whatever muggle movies were on the television. They would rub soothing circles over your back as you attempted to hold in the pent up emotions that threatened to spill out. You felt ridiculous, but seeing as your best friend was the closest thing you had right now, those comforting attempts were everything to you.

There were some nights where you would fall asleep right there on the couch, and your best friend would hear you mumbling in your sleep, "somebody, somebody", your vague wishful dreaming that one day you might find your somebody to love.

"Can anybody find me somebody to love?"

"George, you and I both know that you'll find your person. Maybe you already have, who knows? You know that it took me and Harry years of knowing each other to figure it out." Ginny attempted to soothe her older brother's concerns. She put her hand on his shoulder and gave a weak smile, knowing that he didn't want much more, he didn't want pity. But as a younger sister, talking about her own success in the soulmate circle was not the most uplifting thing for George to hear.