Us ; George Weasley

Nineteen

"Allie?" George asked when Lee and I walked out of the passage through a similar portrait to the one on seventh floor of the grand staircase.

"Hi Weasley." I grinned. "Or— Weasleys."

Fred tried to hide a smirk with his hand which made the whole situation even more suspicious. George looked at his brother, then looked at Lee and then to me.

"Can I have a hug, Silverberry?" Lee suddenly asked, causing me to look at him quickly with a frown on my face.

"You want to— hug me?"

"Yeah!" He grinned enthusiastically. "I'm a very affectionate person."

He hugged me and I simply went along with it, confused of his behaviour. He then pulled away, holding his hand behind his back and I immediately patted my pockets, realising he just stole my wand.

"Jordan, what're you up to?" I asked. "Give me back my wand."

He and Fred slowly backed up towards the opening that led outside to the many stairs that led back to the castle.

"Now!" Fred suddenly shouted and Lee cast a curse towards the painting before they ran outside. Fred then cast a curse towards the opening, causing the wall to grow in, filling up the opening.

What the fuck are they doing?

"Do you uh—" I looked up at George who was trying to see if the bricks were stuck or if he could push them out. "George?"

"Hmm." He mumbled in response, too focused on the bricks. I looked back to the other side of the boat house where the other opening was, leading to the stairs.

When I didn't respond, George looked at me and his eyes followed my gaze.

"Oh." He muttered. "That's embarrassing. Looks like something they should've thought about."

I chuckled and shook my head at the situation before we made our way around to the other opening, though as I e reached the other side, Lee suddenly appeared.

He wiggled his fingers at us, then threw a spell at the opening, causing that to start to close up again.

"Jordan!" I shouted as I ran towards him to get through but the opening finished being filled up just as I reached it. I stopped quickly to not run into the wall, and then slowly turned around to look at George who was pursing his lips, obviously not knowing what to do. "Do you have any idea what they're up to?"

"No—" he shook his head. "Fred told me he had an idea for a prank that involved the boat house but he wouldn't tell me what it was."

Okay...

"Do you have your wand?" I asked. "To undo this?"

I pointed towards the closed opening with my thumb but George scratched the back of his neck as he shook his head.

"Fred said he needed to borrow it because he forgot his in the dormitory." He informed me. "So uh— I guess we're stuck."

"What did they do to the portrait?" I asked immediately before I made my way over to it. The man was now asleep, snoring. "The password is absurd."

No response.

"Did they like— put him to sleep?" I asked as I tried to tap my finger against the portrait man's forehead. "He's not dead— he's snoring. Can you even kill a portrait?"

I looked back at George, and frowned when I saw his expression. His eyes were shining and he was trying to hide the very big smile. A smile of sweetness as he looked at me.