weasley twins one shots

don't hide from me // george weasley

Synopsis: Slytherin!Reader suffers from major anxiety but doesn't tell her boyfriend George Weasley. One day, the Weasley siblings find her confiding in Draco and George wants answers.

Warnings: anxiety, angst, language

Word Count: 2,703

A/N: If any of you deal with anxiety or anything else, I always have my inbox open if you need to talk. xxx

The Slytherin house was her favourite, so your friends didn't have much to say about her and her evil-ness, but you couldn't stand her. She knew damn well what she was doing at Hogwarts and she was loving it.

Every morning you'd come down and right as you'd enter the Great Hall, you'd be forced to read another one of her new rules she had Filch nail up overnight. They had gotten ridiculous, including rules such as 'girls and boys must stay 8 inches away from each other' and even 'no Weasley products to be used in school.'

Although you didn't see your boyfriend George too often during the school day, the evenings where you got to see him before curfew were filled with him complaining about every single aspect of the pink witch. You complained about her a lot too, you weren't going to lie, but it was more involving the fact that that woman had instilled stress in you that you didn't even think was possible.

You had trouble sleeping at night, and on the occasion where you did fall asleep, you had nightmares about her banishing you from the grounds or torturing you the way other students had told you she's done. You were anxious out of your mind about every little thing. You had started to lose patience with the people around you, and found yourself feeling drained nearly every second of the day. Umbridge really had a tight grip on your mental health.

"You seem lost in thought," Pansy's nasally voice brought you back to reality.

You snapped your head in her direction, shrugging, "I'm just thinking about OWLs, I guess."

Pansy nodded, "Who cares? They're stupid exams anyways. Just go with the flow and stop overthinking."

You nodded along, not really caring about her opinion on anything school related anyways. She barely ever showed up to class so listening to her academic advice was at the bottom of your to-do list. You knew the OWLs were a huge deal and there was no way you wouldn't 'overthink' because you would be damned if you didn't work your ass off to pass those exams.

"I'm going to go to the Common Room, I'm drained." You waved bye to your friends and started making your way out of the hall, being interrupted along the way by a tall ginger boy.

"Y/N! Hey, wait, I have an idea to run by you." George gave you a wicked grin, almost making you do the same. His smile was contagious, no one could deny it.

"What is it, Georgie?" You smiled, letting him lead you out of the Great Hall where he knew no one could hear him even if they wanted to. He wasn't exactly a quiet talker.

You walked further down the corridor, way out of sight from the Great Hall, and sat on a bench, turning to face the twin.

"What do you think about making sugar that takes your voice away? That way we can slip it into Umbridge's tea before class starts and she'd have no voice for the whole lesson." He gave you jazz hands as he finished explaining his idea, his eyebrows high up on his forehead.

"Oh, um, do you really think that's a good idea?" You leaned back, slouching your shoulders slightly, "I mean, don't get me wrong, I don't mind the idea of pranking her, it's just I don't want her to realize it's a prank and then make this whole situation worse than it should be."