Inheritance ~ George Weasley x Male OC

Introduction

Hello readers! If you're reading this, then I'm going to tell you everything you need to know about this story!

The original photo from the cover is above!

First off, no smut/lemons. If that's what you came here for, you won't get that.

This might get a bit complicated at points, I don't know, so if you have any questions, please leave a comment!

And, if there's anything else you need to know, either you'll find out during a chapter or I'll let you know!

I can't wait to get writing this for you all, but updates may come a bit slow because of school and my other books.

If any trigger warnings are needed, I put them at the top of chapter (hopefully clearly enough for you all) and each paragraph that contains the sensitive topic, I'll underline it like this! :)

Any letters, flashbacks, thoughts, singing or lyrics will be in italics like this!

Anything like this is an Author's Note unless I say otherwise!

Now for his story to come to life ~~

I woke up in unfamiliar room, looking around before realising Father had thrown me in here in night before for not listening to him or my boyfriend - Mason White - he was another pureblood who absolutely hated any form of Muggle doings. Unlike myself. I was fine with them, because without them, the wizarding world would've died out long ago. My twin brother, Taylor, was also in here, he wasn't listening to Father or our siblings.

You're probably wondering who I am. I'm Matthew Alexander Jacobs - oldest son (I'm the older twin by 5 minutes) of Alexander Jacobs, Senior Assistant To The Minster For Magic. I'm fifteen years, having turned 15 during my fourth year.

It was currently 4:30AM, I looked at the clock on the wall, on Saturday 10th August. I got myself cleaned up and then began to make breakfast for my father, my older sisters (17 and 16), my younger brother (13), younger sister (13, my younger siblings are twins), my boyfriend (15), his brother (20) and sister (15, his twin) and his parents. My twin brother suffered with me and I took the majority of the damage, not wanting him to get hurt. I was making a full English breakfast for each of them, 10 in total. The most Taylor and I would get is a slice of bread each. This means we're both quite underweight but no one notices, nor do they notice our scarring or bruising. Well, three people did, but we didn't know that.

This caused me to believe we may have a few mental health issues from this treatment. But we've grown used to it and it doesn't bother us because we don't let it. Anyway, I'd finished making breakfast by 5:20AM and placed it on the table to wake the other people in the house up. Taylor had set to cleaning up after me, before leaving to clean the living room.

"Olivia!" I called quietly, because of everyone asleep.
There was a small crack and then a small house elf appeared in front of me. "Master Matthew called Olivia, sir?"
"Yes, can you wake everyone up and let them know that I've prepared breakfast for them?"
"Of course Master Matthew!" She bowed and cracked out of the kitchen, I then set upon washing dishes, knowing I wouldn't be allowed to eat until everyone else had finished. They all came down and began to eat, purposely making a mess for me and Taylor to clean.

"Oi!" My father called from the dining room. I quickly walked into the room and bowed, as did Taylor.
"Yes sir?" We said in sync.
"We're going out tonight and you're not coming, you'll get your beating that we were supposed to give you last night before we go."
"Yes sir. May we return to our tasks?" I asked.
"Go! Worthless brats! Don't know why I kept you after your mother left!" We both hurried out of the room and continued with our tasks the whole day until Father yelled for us again.