Angel eyes - George Weasley X Reader

part 2

⚠️minor cursing, injury/burn⚠️

" girls, dinners ready!" molly called up the stairs. " won't be a minute!" i replied as we made our way out of the bedroom and down the stairs. " y/n, over here " george said as he pulled out the chair next to him, motioning me forward to sit next to him. " thanks " i said as i sat down. " mum! when do hermione and harry get here?" ron said, quite loudly, as he was coming down the stairs. " hermione gets here in 2 days, harry the day after. why dear? is everything okay?" molly replied. " yeah, i- i just miss them, it's bloody lonely without them ". " it's only been 3 weeks!" i said, mocking him from earliers situation. he stuck his tongue out as ginny, the twins and i all let out muffled laughs.
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" here, molly please, let me help you " i insisted as she kept swatting me back to the table. before she could reply, i already had my arms around her shoulders, guiding her back to the table. " stay here, i've got it " i pleaded. " boys, don't let your mother come to help me. i'm trusting you all with that " i said, waggling my finger at them. a course of "yes, boss " and " yes ma'am" came through as i rolled my eyes and went back to the sink to clear the dishes.

" that's all done now dear, come. we'll have our catch up now " i heard molly say to me from the table. " okay, i'll make some tea. give me a minute ". " all right boys, clear off upstairs. you too, ginny " she continued. as i was boiling the kettle, a muggle thing that mr weasley insisted they used, i got carried away singing to myself. the only thing no body knew about me. i could sing. that was until now. as i stopped singing to concentrate on pouring the boiling water into our mugs, george snuck up on me, scaring me. " you have a lovely voice, darling ". i let out a scream as i burnt myself, pouring the hot water on my hand, instead of in the mugs. " fuck george! why would you do that?" i shouted as he realised what had happened and pulled me to the sink.

he held my hand and wrist under the cold water, as he stood behind me. his chest pushed right up against my back. i fought back the tears that were threatening to spill from the pain. i accidentally let a few roll down my cheeks. he noticed. fuck. " shit y/n, i'm so sorry " he said as i winced at the feeling of my fingers moving. he moved us to the other side of the kitchen and let his hands travel down my body as he bent down, wrapped his hands around the back of my thighs and lifted me up onto the counter top.

" y/n dear, are you- oh my, what's happened?" mrs weasley asked, her voice full on concern as she made her way over to us. she looked at my hand and then george spoke up. " mum, it's my fault. i scared her as she was pouring the kettle, i didn't know what she was doing. i take full responsibility of y/n getting hurt ". Before molly or i could react, in one swift movement he pushed my legs open and positioned himself in between them. towering over me, focused on my hand.

i've never seen him handle something with such delicacy. it was like if he put pressure on me, i would completely break and crumble at his touch- which i did, i was completely consumed by him. he just didn't know it yet. " it looks like you're in good hands " molly said as i looked up at her. she had a knowing smile on her face as she continued, " i'll be at the table with the teas when you're ready ". " thank you, i won't be too long " i replied as i winced at the slight pain of george applying a cooling cream and a bandage, which he had completely wrapped my hand in, to the burn. by this time, molly had already disappeared back to the table with the tea i had so miserably failed to make. george turned away to put back the medical supplies. he came back to his spot in between my legs and wrapped his arms around my waist. i wrapped mine around his neck and buried my head onto his shoulder, sighing lightly. my breath tickling his neck with every small breath i took.
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" that boy has not stopped talking about you since we got home!" molly said when we were alone. " he's definitely only got his eyes on you, my dear " she continued. i looked down and blushed. " you really think he likes me as more than just his best friend?". " oh honey, i don't think- i know that boy likes you as more than just his best friend. i've never seen him so happy when he's with you. you do something good to him, it's like he tries to behave to impress you ". " he doesn't need to try to impress me, he already does " i whispered. " i can tell, a mother knows when her son is in love " molly replied whilst sipping her tea, slipping me a wink. i chuckled slightly.