weasley twins one shots

name of the game // george weasley

Request: Would you do a George Weasley imagine where at a party he gets jealous when his crush who's Golden Trio's Slytherin friend has to kiss Draco Malfoy during a game of spin the bottle but it turns into anger when he finds out that Draco charmed the game to get her, even though the reader can't stand Draco?

Warnings: none

Word Count: 3.7k

A/N: i had a lot of fun writing this! 

original link: https://harrysweasleys.tumblr.com/post/620504845178257408/the-name-of-the-game-george-weasley-was-a-lot-of

George Weasley was a lot of things. He was confident, he was brave, he was bold, he was a troublemaker, and he was smitten.

When George first saw you, donned in your usual emerald Slytherin gown, he noticed how your H/C hair fell in lose strands around your face, how the shimmer in your eye as you giggled with your friend seemed to draw him in, and how your dazzling smile took his breath away.

But, naturally, due to his pride and the fact that you were indeed a Slytherin, he forced himself to completely push you out of his mind. It was hard, you did end up having a few classes together — which made George wonder how he'd never noticed you before.

And so he tried to ignore how you looked in the light of the setting sun in the Great Hall during dinner, or how pleased you looked when receiving your grades in different classes, or how you hid your laughter behind your hand when George and his twin pulled off another successful prank that no doubt also ended with a pissed off Filch.

But all that ignoring became quite difficult when you became friends with Harry and Hermione, eventually ending with you befriending Ron as well. You'd hang out with them in the library, come to talk to them at their table in the Great Hall, and you even cheered on Gryffindor when they were playing Quidditch — when Slytherin wasn't their rival, of course.

"She's different from other Slytherins," Hermione defended you when fellow Gryffindors would talk about how befriending a Slytherin was a betrayal of house pride.

So, all in all, George found it hard to keep you off his mind. Not that he minded, really. He found you the prettiest person he'd ever seen. But at the same time, he had never actually spoken a single word to you. Fred had absolutely adored teasing him about it, but all in all, George was determined to make himself known to you.

So, one day, as you were standing over Hermione at lunch time in the Great Hall, the two of you deep in conversation about the Arithmancy assignment you had been given, Fred whacked George over the shoulder with a smirk.

"Oi, it's your secret girlfriend," Fred nodded his head in your direction, causing George to roll his eyes and smack his twin right back.

"Shut your face, you git," he spat back, trying to hide the flush on his cheeks as the two made their way over to the empty seats between Ron and Ginny.

As George took his seat, he looked up at you and flashed you a kind smile, which you retaliated. His heart lept and he had to look down at his breakfast plate to keep himself from grinning at you like a fool.

"Mornin' Y/N!" Fred grinned at you, elbowing his brother harshly in the ribs.

"Oh — hi," you smiled back shyly, "Good morning, I mean."

Fred squinted his eyes at George, who was glaring at him to the point where he could feel his eyes burning into his own. But, George remained silent, picking at the breakfast sausage that was on his plate with a sulky expression.

"Y/L/N, fraternizing with the enemy again?" you jumped back at the sound of Malfoy's voice, and George took immediate notice of how tense your body became. Clearly some Slytherins weren't fond of Malfoy either.