harry potter characters x reader one-shots

detention (g.w.)

⚠️WARNINGS: Umbridge, descriptions of blood, blood quill scene, mature language⚠️

word count: 1302

pairing: george weasley x female!reader (gryffindor)

time period: order of the phoenix

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The twins were with (y/n) in the courtyard, grinning as they messed about with their fireworks. A small crowd of students had gathered around, laughing and cheering them on, when Umbridge came striding over, a sickly sweet smile plastered on her face.

With a single wave of her wand, she stopped the mini firework display, resulting in the students glaring at her. (y/n) slipped her hand into George's larger one, feeling him squeeze it gently and rub his thumb over her knuckles as she held onto his arm with her other hand.

"Miss (l/n), do you remember my rules?" Umbridge asked, "'Girls and boys should not be within 8 inches of each other.' I think we've exceeded that distance just a little too much, don't you?" she asked, passive-aggressiveness lacing her voice.

"I don't see anything wrong with this." (y/n) shrugged.

"I would much prefer it if you would maintain an appropriate distance away from Mr Weasley, thank you."

"Well, you said girls 'should' be 8 inches away from boys, not 'must' be." (y/n) pressed on, using her fingers as make-shift quotation marks, "So technically I'm not doing any serious damage." George was biting his lip, trying his hardest not to laugh at his girlfriend's words.

"Miss (l/n)—"

"Plus I'm only holding his hand! What's that gonna do? Kill you?"

"Miss (l/n)! Move away from Mr Weasley now. Or there will be consequences." Umbridge warned her, her voice shrill.

George glared harder at the toad-faced woman and wrapped both of his arms around (y/n)'s waist from behind to prove a point: they weren't separating.

"Mr Weasley, don't make me give you detention." Umbridge said, clearly irritated.

"You can do what you want. I'm not moving." George growled, his grip on (y/n) tightening as she placed her hands over his.

"Detention! Both of you! Miss (l/n), see me in my office this evening. Mr Weasley, you shall serve your sentence tomorrow." Umbridge said, turning around and walking away.

(y/n) looked up at George, who rolled his eyes and kissed her forehead. Umbridge stopped, and turned around once again. She raised her wand and pointed it at (y/n), flicking it once and knocking her over. George immediately helped her up, pulling her close again.

Umbridge hummed in satisfaction, glared at the pair, and continued on to her office, picking out insignificant details on other students that she could get them into trouble for.

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Later that evening, it was time for (y/n)'s detention with Umbridge, and she was dreading it.

"Want me to wait out here?" George asked, as he and (y/n) reached Umbridge's office.

"It's ok, Georgie. I'll be fine." the girl smiled, stopping and turning to face him.

"You sure?" he asked, arms finding their way to her waist.

"I'm sure." (y/n) said, placing her hands on his chest. He sighed and kissed her sweetly, pulling away a moment after. She pulled his head back down and kissed him harder, hands buried in his hair.