Harry Potter Imagines ⚠️Includes Smut⚠️

Unintentionally- 🙈

Summary- After helping George around the shop, he asks you to restock a shelf. But bending down and tight skirts don't work in your favor... or does it?

A/n- This is my first ever smut 🙈 sooooo don't be surprised if it's bad

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Year- Sometime after Hogwarts House- Doesn't matter

Y/n= Your name

Warnings- SMUT, degradation (it's literally one line), dirty talk, swearing (if there are any more warnings please tell me and I'll add them)

Enjoy!!!!

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The joke shop has been really busy lately and you could tell. Your fiancé, George, would come home every night looking exhausted and worn out. So, you offered to help. He said that they were fine, of course, but after some persuasion, he finally gave in.

The day started as normal. You woke up, made breakfast, and ate with George. Except for today, you were going to be leaving the house together. You decided to wear a tight tan skirt with a white blouse and white heels paired with nude lipstick.

"This is so exciting," you beamed as you both walked into the shop. "You've been here before, why is it exciting?" George asked.

"We'll be working together! And I'll be able to finally help and allow you to maybe relax a little," you said and hugged his arm.

George just chuckled at your excitement and kissed your forehead.

"Do you know that I love that lipstick on you?" George whispered in your ear, "No I did not, but I'm glad that you like it," you giggled.

Soon after that, Fred had walked down from the apartment that he now lived alone in and you guys opened. The morning was a little slow, but when it got to lunchtime it got SUPER busy.

"Holy shit," you whispered to yourself as you looked around. There were people everywhere. Almost so many people that you had to squeeze past someone anywhere you went. Your thoughts were soon interrupted by George though, "Hey, love, would you mind putting these down there?" he asked and handed you a box of "Weather in a bottle" and pointed to a shelf.

You nodded your head and smiled before bending down to restock the shelf. "Darn these heels," you groaned and tried to regain your balance. Your outfit was not working in your favor right now. You stood up after a minute of struggling to stay on your feet and restocking the shelf and turned around.

You adjusted your skirt before looking up to find a flustered looking George. "Georgie, are you alright?" you asked and rubbed his arm. He snapped back to reality and nodded his head 'yes' before quickly walking away.

"That's weird," you thought before going to see if a family needed some help. "Is there anything I can help you with?" you asked the family. "Oh, um, yes. My son is looking for 'Weather in a bottle'," the lady said.

"Oh, well you guys are lucky! I just restocked those!" you told the family and walked back over to where you were before. You bent down once more and grabbed the lady one, "Here you go," you told her and handed her the bottle. "Thank you so much," she thanked you and handed it to her son.

You nodded your head and turned around. Once again, George was looking at you, flustered. "Seriously Georgie, are you alright-?" you looked down to see a tent forming in his pants.

You slightly giggled to yourself and walked up to him. Maybe your outfit was working in your favor today.

"Are you alright Georgie?" you whispered in his ear, seductively. His breath hitched and he looked down at you. "That skirt is a little tight, don't you think?" he asked while adjusting his collar.