Without you ( George Weasley x Reader )

Chapter 8

George's POV:

" I'm surprised you're coming here with us" Lee tells me as we head into the forbidden forest, we aren't going far into it.

" yeah" I say looking around.

" what a git you are!" Fred says slapping my arm, I flinch and move away from him.

" what was that for?!" I ask.

" you only came out here because the Beaxubatons carriage is here!" Fred accuses me of.

" So? Why would he care about the carriage when he likes y/n?" Lee asks blindly.

" Lee" Fred says fed up, he face palms himself at his slowness, " that's exactly my point!"

" ohhh" Lee says catching on.

" not cool George, you're using us to get a look of her"

" I'm not!" I protest, " I'm hanging out with you guys"

Fred and Lee look at each other, not as if there mad but as if they're secretly betting in their heads.

We continue walking closer to the forest when we hear fighting and the clashing of swords and cheering.

Getting distracted, we follow the noise to witness a bunch of Beauxbaton girls, some are sat on rocks, clapping and cheering while others are in a different kind of uniform with blue tight leggings and tops.

" Fleur you are going to need to prac-teeze!" A girl says.

" oh they're practising" Fred says, his voice almost sounds like a scoff of mockery.

" we should leave" Lee says even though he's watching them sit pretty.

" yeah we should" I say, happily being the first to walk away.

" zere you are y/n!" I hear Fleur say.

I turn on my heel.

" sorry I'm late!" She exclaims as she jogs on over to her group, she's one of the girls dressed in active wear.

I chuckle out hide and some people stare, typical y/n always running late.

" I need you to help me!" Fleur tells her directly.

" we all know you're the best at handling a sword!" Another friend of y/n's says as she supportingly places her hand on her shoulder, y/n blushes humbly.

" see yous later!" I say whilst dipping away from Fred and Lee, they laugh and trade sickles.

I sit on a separate log away from the girls, one of them with short brunette kindly shuffles up on the rock their sitting on to offer me a seat but I smile and reject.

Y/n walks closer Fleur, resting her sword between her legs while holding Fleur, adjusting her hands and stance.

They duel for a short time, I see it's effortless for y/n and she doesn't stab or hit Fleur but easily ducks every time Fleur attempts to.

I catch myself smiling proudly at y/n as I watch her fight and defend, she's quick and fast with her movements as she guards herself with only one sword. Catching her off guard, Fleur surprisingly knocks the beauty's sword out of her hands.

" bien joué!" Y/n says, smilingly widely looking impressed, Fleur is flattered and seems content with herself while trying to stay composed.

She can't see me, but I'm smiling at y/n, attracted to her supportiveness of her friend and by the way she moves, her baby hairs dancing in the wind even though her mermaid like hair is tied up in the prettiest braid.

Despite not having a sword, she manages to dodge every hit Fleur attempts, eventually they stop at the same time and embrace, then they talk a bunch of French which I don't understand but I hear y/n's voice and hearing her speak the language is hypnotising, I'd let her talk me to sleep.

At last, y/n finally catches my eye, she's sweaty but still looks good, when I reach her I even wipe a tear of sweat that's falls off her forehead.

" you're gross" she laughs wiping her own sweat with her arm.

" what are you doing here? Fred and Lee went that way" she says as she points.

" oh so you saw them but didn't see me?" I say wondering if she doesn't look at me on purpose.

She smiles but doesn't it deny it.

" where did you learn how to do that?" I ask her.

She shrugs either like it's nothing or something she doesn't want to go into depth about. Then again the y/n I know and love has never been one to share.

" dad taught me in the summer" She says emotionless.

" recent?" I say eyes wide, I don't know much about y/n which is why it's crazy that I feel so close to her when realistically I've only known her for a year, and we both only 11. But I do know the times she has spoke about her parents it's only ever been about my mother.

" yep the one that just passed"

" so are you here to take a look at the girls like all the other Hogwarts boys or are you here to fight?" She says with a sly grin as she tosses me a sword.

I duck and accidentally shriek, letting it go over my head.

When I slowly stand back up she looks at me like she's judging, " hey I'm a beater, I throw things, not catch them" I say setting her straight.

She tilts her head and smiles and gosh I love it when she does that, it's a small gesture that makes me melt.

" ever seen one of these?" I ask her pointing at the ground.

" one of what?"

" one of these" I say and I go to trick her whilst playfully and lightly jabbing her with the end of my sword to win.

But it backfires and my sword goes flying into the air as she strongly flings it out of my grip with her sword.

" how did you know I was going to do that?" I whine, I thought I was pretty convincing.

" easy, I calculated the speed of how fast a sword flies in the air by your footsteps and then predicted when you'd loosen your grip"

I stare at her blank, " you know too much" I say like it's unfair.

" and yet nothing at all" I hear Fred say to Lee as they walk back past, they're walking to the castle as Fred winks at me.

I think y/n both heard and saw but she doesn't comment on it, in fact that's when she decides to leave for a shower.

I watch her walk away as she hops back into the carriage, through the glass like windows I see her interact with their freakishly tall Madam.

The sad part about being friends with y/n is you never know when she'll just disappear, one time she tells you that she'll see you next year and the next she doesn't even return.