Harry Potter Imagines

Thanks Malfoy - George Weasley

Word Count: 839

Warnings: A little violence/bullying, nothing crazy

Request: " Please please please please! I would like a George Weasley request where you are muggle born and your actually in Harry's and Ron's grade but Malfoy decided to corner you and start making fun of you and George sees this and stops it but he ends up in a fight with him and ends up getting a black eye or something"

Being a fourth year has been extremely stressful on you. Preparation for your O.W.L.S, the Tri-wizard Tournament, the Yule Ball, everything just felt like it was all piled up and crashing down on top of you. And some people, such as Hermione or George, love to help out as much as they can. Hermione is one of your best friends, as opposed to George, who was just someone that you recently became acquainted with over the summer when you stayed with the Weasley's, due to your muggle family being freaked out by you, still.

However, other people, such as Draco Malfoy and the other Slytherines, like to cause trouble at any opportunity they can find. Just like today. Malfoy liked to target you and Hermione, due to being "mudbloods". "Hey, look what it is!" You hear from behind you, recognizing the voice immediately without having to turn around. You lean into Hermione a little, clutching your books and picking up the pace to get down the corridor, hoping to lose him and his followers. Unfortunately, you had no such luck, and he got in your way, making you almost slam into him.

He smirks grossly at you, shoving you, causing Hermione to start yelling at him and his friends to back you guys into a corner.

The second George's eyes saw Malfoy's silver blond hair, he knew he was up to no good. He normally would have minded his business, but he spotted Y/N and Hermione surrounded by Malfoy and his two goonies, which infuriated him. How dare he bother or try to upset or scare you. He doesn't think, he just feels himself walking away from Fred, pacing over to you guys, shoving Malfoy away and placing himself between you and Hermione, glaring darkly at Malfoy. "Get out of here." He threatens, no longer his usual happy friendly self - George was all business. No one messes with you, or any of his friends.

Malfoy Crabb and Goyle start trying to mess with him, to no use. "You gonna make me, Weasley?" He scoffs. By this point, Fred has rejoined his twin, the both of them towering over the younger boys, who are beginning to feel outnumber. Crabb takes a step back, leaving Malfoy and Goyle to their ways, who only start to back down when they realize that Crabb chickened out.

George turns away when he sees them leaving, his guard falling, and before you can get the words out in time, Malfoy is swinging at him. Unfortunately, he turned his head when he heard him, and instead of getting hit in the back of the head, gets hit right in the eye. And like the chicken shit wimp he is, Malfoy runs away laughing after hitting George, Fred chasing after him hollering. "Bloody hell!" George exclaims, and you stare at him in shock, your hands over your mouth, bewildered at what had just taken place. You snap out of it before Hermione and quickly stand in front of George, pushing his hand away from his eye and taking a look at it. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry George! This needs ice, come on." You exclaim, dragging him away to the Great Hall by his hand, not allowing him to get a word in. He comes willingly, finding himself shocked that he is only paying attention to how your holding his hand and worried about him, almost making him forget about his throbbing eye.

You grab some ice from in front of some boy hastily, ignoring his holler for startling him, and push George into the bench to sit. You wrap the ice in a napkin and sit down right beside George, your leg pressed against his from the close contact, and cup his cheek with your left hand, lightly pressing the ice against his eye with your right. He stares right back at you through his one eye as you do so, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. He hasn't felt this way in a long time, he knew exactly what it meant and it terrified him.

You absentmindedly stroked his cheek as you pressed the ice to his eye, having a new respect for him for standing up for you - despite his loving and carefree nature. "Thank you for standing up for us." You mutter, removing your hand from his cheek as you feel your face heat up, a mixture of embarrassment and nervousness from your closeness. He glances down to your hand as you take it from his cheek and onto your knee, growing nervous himself.

"Of course. He's an arse." He replies quietly. You chuckle, removing the ice, taking another look at his eye.

"I'm gonna get him back for this." You grin evilly, and George can only smile, admiring your entire personality.

"Count me in." He says, making your grin grow, and you pat his knee.

"It's a plan." You respond, hive-fiving on it. Who knew that this would be the beginning of a wonderful relationship... Thanks to Malfoy.