Weasley twins x y/n

George

this chapter is going to be full of short scenerios!

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what if you stole George Weasleys jumpers?
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George was at quidditch practice since he had a match the next day. He had left his jumpers out trying to find his uniform in a rush, not cleaning any of it up before running out of his dorm with his stuff.

You had been in his dorm studying for transfiguration, catching up on some other homework for other classes as well. After some time you got bored and placed your pencil down and leaning back into the chair, sighing and running your hands through your hair.

You looked around the room and smirked when yiu spotted Georges jumper that Molly had gifted him one christmas. Getting up out of the chair and skipping over to the jumper like a kid coming downstairs on christmas day to a bunch of presents.

You picked up the jumper and took in the scent of George for a long time, smiling and getting a warm feeling surrond your body. You slipped it on over your arms and pulled it down until it was almost covering your knees. You laughed and laid down on the bed, accidentally falling asleep.

George came home from practice and looked at the chair but getting real confused when he didn't see you sitting there. As he examined the room some more he finally spotted you on the bed asleep, but didn't realize you had his jumper on until after he went to go pick it up, but didn't see it.

He raised an eyebrow and looked around the room, when he couldn't find it he lightly shook you awake, "psst..! babe!" he whispered and smiled as he saw your eyes open. When you saw that he was home you smiled hugely and sat up, reaching out for him. This is when he noticed you had his jumper on.

He laughed and examined your body, "i see you have something of mine darling.." he teased and kissed you softly. You kissed him back and nodded "i sure do. It's mine now though." you said giving him the most michevious smirk. He nodded "looks better on you anyway." he laid down in bed with you, for the rest of the night.

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What if another boy flirted with you?
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You and George were sitting in the great hall with eachother. You were helping George study for a class since he had a bit of trouble understanding some of it.

You two were sat alone until another boy from your year came up to you and sat down, close to you. You awkwardly smiled and looked back down at Georges paper, "so you would add-" you started to get back to the studying but the 6th year slytherin interrupted.

"hey there." he greeted with an innocent smile. You and George looked at the boy with smiles and waved but immediately went back to studying. As you were about to start again the slytherin interrupted you once more, this time scooting a little too close.

He was silent for a moment but it didn't last long, "saw you wondering the halls last night pretty one. why were you all alone?" he asked making you pretty uncomfortable and scoot closer to your boyfriend. You shrugged, "i like wondering the halls by myself. its relaxing." you answered honestly but it only made the slytherin more interested.

George on the other hand was squeezing his quill so hard that his knuckles were going white, glaring at the boy beside you who wouldn't leave you alone.

"so.." the boy paused for a moment and reached down for your hand but you smacked it away, "i have a boyfriend." your voice was firm but you also felt extremely uncomfortable.

He shrugged and bit his lip, "he doesn't have to know." he whispered in a seductive tone. At this point George had enough of this boys silly little games and stood up.

"you heard her. she has a boyfriend." he said clenching his fists and basically looming over the boy. He didn't seem to care though, "i don't see him weasley." he rolled his eyes and kissed your cheek.

You backed away and also stood up, "you're looking right at him creep." you spat out sourly and hit the slytherin with a book you were using to help George. He winced in pain and also clenched his fists and got into your face but George stopped him, grabbing his shirt and pulling him in.

"step away from my girl, before i get my brothers and sister in here to hex your bloody behind." George warned and roughly pushed the boy back, grabbing your hand and walking away with you. Posseive George made you blush a bright bright red.

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What if you insulted your body weight?
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You stood in the mirror, staring at yourself and standing at all kinds of angles. Dragging your hands down your waist and across your stomach, using your fingers to stretch out the extra skin on your face and body.

You frowned and sat down onto the bed with your hand under your chin. You sighed and looked at your boyfriend who had walked out of the bathroom with his suit on. When he saw you weren't dressed be raised an eyebrow, "love, why aren't you dressed?" he asked while fixing his tie.

You looked down at the floor and swung your hanging feet, "i'm not going." you said sadly and walked over to your closet, picking out pajama pants and one of his shirts. George walked over to you, "and why not?" he sounded sad and also looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

"because i look too skinny in the dress and my face looks droopy." you whined and walked back over to the bed. You set your pajamas down and slipped Georges shirt over your arms, and putting on your pants. George walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing the back of your neck lightly.

"put the dress on.." he murmured and nuzzled his head into your shoulder. You hummed in confusion, "no Georgie.. i look disgusting in it." you ran your fingerd through his hair, smiling at the way he melted to your touch.

Although he was enjoying your attention, you putting the dress on for him was more important. He stood up and picked up the dress from the closet, "put it on." he said sternly and placed it on your lap. You looked down at it and got uneasy at the sight not really wanting to look at yourself in it again.

But because your boyfriend said so, you walked into the bathroom and put the dress on again. You took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom feeling super uncomfortable, George looked you up and down and smiled.

"darling you look gorgeous." he said softly with a bright smile. It made you feel a little bit better but still didn't change your mind on how you looked in it, "you seriously look super stunning in it.. everyone at the dinner party would agree love." he couldn't take his eyes off of your body.

He loved that dress and the way you looked in it.