My Girl - George Weasley x Reader

Chapter 47

You go into George and Fred's room to see them making something again. "Didn't your mum say to stop making Weasley products?" You laugh while sitting down next to George. "Yes but being US, we don't bid by the rules." George says before kissing you. You watch as they both make the craziest things. "Y/n! Can you come down here please?" Molly shouts from downstairs. "I'll be right back you two." You say before leaving. You get downstairs and enter the kitchen. You look towards the door seeing your father. "Your father is here. And wants to talk to you." Molly smiles. You shake your head. "I don't want to talk to you father." You say. "Please Y/n. I just want to explain everything." He pleads. 

You roll your eyes. "I already know everything. I don't want you explaining anything!" You spat. "You don't know everything that is happening!" He shouts. You scoff. "I don't want to talk to you right now father. Please! Leave!" You say. By now everyone in the house is downstairs watching and listening. "What the bloody hell is going on?" Ron asks. You turn to him. "Take Harry back upstairs Ron." You demand. You turn back to your father. "I'm not trying to take Harry to him Y/n!" He yells. You pull your wand out and point it at your father. "I don't care. Leave now. Before I do something I'll regret." You say, tears streaming down your face. Your father nods before leaving the Burrow and apparating away. 

You slowly put your wand down and run up to the bathroom, locking yourself in. He can't just think everything is going to be "okay" if you guys talk. Someone's knocks on the door. "I'm in here." You say. "Can I please come in love?" You knew it was George. "No." You simply say. You hear him lean up against the door on the other side. "Can we at least talk?" He asks. "There's nothing to talk about George." You sigh. "Please love?" He pleads. You hesitate for a moment before slowly cracking the door. "What." You say looking down at him. 

George stands up quickly. "May I come in?" He asks. You slowly move out of the way to let him in, closing the door behind him. You sit down on the toilet seat with your head in your hands. George sits cross cross in front of you. "Lovey what is happening?" He asks taking both of your hands. You just shake your head and continue staring at the floor. "I-I can't tell you. You'll hate me. You'll all hate me for it." You whisper. George lifts your chin up with his index finger to make you looks at him. "No one is going to hate you my love. Please tell me." He says smiling sadly.

You stare at George for a moment before looking away. "Please look at me Y/n." He asks. "When I tell you, I can't bear to see your face." You say. George puts his hands on your thighs and nods. "When Harry was explaining who was at the graveyard during the Third Task, he said there was one last Death Eater but he couldn't remember the name. When I got back home my father went out to do something for work." You look at him for a moment then look away. "I was wandering around when I heard Pierre and Lucy talking. Pierre said something about my father keeping a secret from me for years. Lucy didn't understand so he told her...." Tear drip down off your face and onto the ground.

"He told her he was a Death Eater. I didn't believe it. I sent Harry an owl asking what the last Death Eater looked like. When he wrote back giving exactly my father's features. I still didn't believe it under my father came back but with people. I listened in onto their conversation. Lucius Malfoy was there....He suggested that You-Know-Who gave Draco and I the Dark Mark. Father said he didn't want me to get into it. A women who was with Malfoy said that they shouldn't do that to Draco either. When I heard enough I revealed my self and stared at my father." You wipe the tears from your face.

"I-I couldn't believe that he kept that from me for years. I don't know if I could ever forgive him. Please don't hate me for the foolish things my father has done. I promise I'm not a Death Eater. I already told Harry." You cry and put your head into your hands again. George pulls you into a hug and tries to calm you down. "I don't hate you love. I could never hate you." He whispers into your ear. You continue to sob into his shoulder as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. After a while you start to calm down and stop crying. George kisses the side of your neck before pulling away to look at you. "I hate when you're like this darling. I won't ever hate you for something that you can't control." He says.