Angel eyes - George Weasley X Reader

part 82

the weasley family had entered the cottage, george first as always. he took a few steps forward but stopped when he saw me stepping back at the same time. a look of pure hurt and dismay filled his expression as he furrowed his eyebrows.

" where were you? " i whispered, knowing my voice would fail me. " toby came, but you didn't. why? ".

george looked different to what he had the last time i saw him. this wasn't my george.

his face was full of sorrow; my george would be making a joke right about now.

his hair was a darker colour, more of an orangey-brown; my georges' hair would be bright and fiery. i was thinking all of these about him, not knowing he was doing the same about me.

george's pov

seeing y/n in front of me at shell cottage caused me to believe i was dreaming. there's no way she's here. i longed to be with her, to touch her, to kiss her, let her scent drug me with every fibre. i began walking to her but i noticed she was walking away from me with every step i took. i looked over at charlie who didn't even react; he just stayed staring at me with the same look on his face. a look that quite plainly said, " no ".

y/n was incredibly different; still as beautiful as ever, but different. i was sure that this wasn't my y/n.

her eyes were dull and plain; my y/n always had a bright sparkle in her eyes.

her hair was fading and unkept; my y/n always cared for her hair.

her skin had cuts and bruises everywhere; my y/n was always safe and never let herself get hurt.

when she asked me where i was, my heart began beating rapidly. i had no true answer to give her. yes, toby went and yes, i knew he was going to her but no thought ever crosses my mind as to go with him. i guessed i had fooled myself to think she had died; no one escapes alive from bellatrix. that's just the way things were.

when i didn't reply, charlie sighed loudly and turned to stand in front of y/n, facing her. he cupped her face and said something we couldn't hear to her. seeing him touch her like that raged me. that was my y/n he was touching. i wanted to go to him and remove his hands from her face, to get him away from her. but i knew i couldn't do that; it didn't seem like she was my y/n anymore.

y/n's pov

he hasn't replied to my question. why? charlie stood in front of me, blocking my view of my fiancée. he cupped my face and made me look at him. " you don't have to do this. i'll keep him away from you, i'll do anything. i can ask him to leave- ". i glared daggers at him. why would i want him to leave? i haven't seen george in what feels like a decade, and charlie's asking me if i want him to leave already. i had so many emotions swarming my mind and body.

i wanted george to come over and remove charlie's hands from my face. i wanted him to come and get charlie away from me. i was done caring about why he didn't show up. i just wanted him. i wanted to be with him, to touch him, to kiss him, to feel every inch of his body against mine. i craved him, desperately. i was starved of him, like if i didn't have him soon then i would die.

i slid my hands up charlie's forearm and rubbed his wrists with my thumbs before removing them from my face and letting them drop back down at his sides. he looked between george and i multiple times before deciding to move away to the side.

i sob racked through my rib cage as i ran to george and threw my arms around him, immediately feeling his arms secure me against his body tightly.

the oh so familiar feeling of exultant and home shivered through my bones as i breathed in his intoxicating scent. it seemed as if all of my worries and fears ceased, even if only for a moment- they were gone. i fell into a state of dizziness. i knew that he was a drug but he never told me he was the strongest kind, that only took a few seconds to take full effect.

my knees felt weak and i dropped to the floor, still wrapped in georges' embrace. i cried into his shoulder as he readjusted his arms around me, pulling me into his lap and moulding our bodies together. his chest shook as he cried too. there were murmurs from everyone around us as the shuffling of shoes on the wood floorboards could be heard until i realised that it was just us.

i pulled away from george and cupped his face in my hands. he closed his teary eyes and leaned in closer to my touch.  " i've missed you, so so much " his faint voice came as he opened his eyes. he leaned forwards and grabbed the back of my head, pulling my face closer to his.

my head spun as his lips met mine in a kiss that had been long awaited. we had both been craving this for the longest of time; it was pure bliss.

every fibre, capacity and nerve ending exploded as fireworks erupted in my head. the dizziness i felt was overwhelming and i was knocked breathless.

" i love you. i love you so so much. i'm so sorry i didn't help you; please forgive me. please forgive me " george whispered as he hung his head lung in shame. i enveloped him into a hug again and stayed with him on the kitchen floor on the cottage, wrapped in each other's arms; attempting to make up for lost time.