It was the day of the grand opening of the shop and Y/n was showering whilst Fred and I were setting up some last minute displays.Suddenly I heard a loud shriek come from upstairs.
"GEORGE FABIEN WEALSEY!"
"Uh oh, looks like your in trouble" Fred sang.
I sent him a nervous glare and then rushed upstairs with Fred behind me.
"I CANT BELIEVE YOU!" Y/n shouted.
"What? Are you ok? Y/n!?" I asked worriedly.
"YOU-" she swung the bathroom door open "THIS IS NOT FUNNY!" She pointed angrily at her hair, which was now bright purple.
"Y/n- I promise this wasn't on purpose! I meant it as a prank for Fred! I'm so sorry!" I apologized.
I expected her to yell at me again, but instead, a smirk formed on her face.
"What?" I asked.
"Well, do you think I'm an idiot?" She questioned.
"No?" I said cautiously.
"We used the same shampoo on Ron last summer, don't think I wouldn't know my own recipe?" Fred said from behind me.
"You-" I began.
"I saw you were trying to prank me, so I called Y/n for some help teaching you a lesson. She happily agreed." Fred grinned.
Y/n held out her hand to Fred and he placed a small vile in her hand.
"Thank you," she sang "you're sure it works?"
"Pretty sure, and even if not, hair grows back" Fred shrugs.
She sent him a glare and the turned on her heel, back into the bathroom.
Once she closed the door, it was my turn to glare at Fred.
"What? I know the only reason you were pranking me was to get her to laugh anyways" he grins.
"Shut up" I say and then we both go back downstairs.
Soon enough Y/n came down the stairs admiring our work.
"Beautiful displays boys" she beams.
"Why thank you" we say together.
"We've got to open up soon." I observe the clock.
Your POV
The shop wasn't as busy as we'd hoped for the first few hours, but soon people began to become intrigued and filed in. There were a few familiar faces in the crowd.
One I didn't even notice until she wrapped her arms tightly around my torso.
"Well hello there Maggie" I smiled down at her.
"Hi Y/n!" She cheered.
"How's the Peter and Eric situation coming?" I asked as she pulled away.
"And Aaron" she added.
"Wow, when I was thirteen, boys tried to put as much distance from me as possible" I scoffed.
"Yeah, but look at how that worked out for you now" She giggled, motioning her head at George, who was explaining a product excitedly to a group of eleven year olds.
"Yeah, whatever. So, how is the love triangle, plus one, going?" I asked.
"Fine, I guess. They're all giving me space which is good...I- I wish that you still went to Hogwarts so you were there to help me" she sighed.
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Such a Hufflepuff (George Weasley x reader)
FanfictionYou were always a very kind girl. You grew up as a muggle but you were a pureblood. This story will start at the beginning of your 5th year. The first little bit May be from George's pov. There may be some oc's for your friends :) I made up some t...