harry potter characters x reader one shots 🐍

#33 - honeydukes (G.W)

house-gryffindor
blood-doesnt matter
year- 7th (same as the twins)
notes- i might do a part 2
7/9/22

It wasnt an unusual occurance that i yet again was in honeydukes, my best friend Alicia Snipett had left me long ago to scour the shop on my own, probably tired of hearing me drone on about how honeydukes is the best shop in hogsmeade (it is.), i was doing my usual laps of the somewhat busy store when something caught my eye. My favourite jelly beans, as i manoeuvre my way through groups on people i begin to realise that there's no chance of me reaching them. I stood there momentarily weighing up my options, asking someone for help would include conversating with a stranger, if i climb i would most probably fall and unalive, and i was still 16 so i couldn't use magic outside of hogwarts.

i sighed in defeat and was about to turn and leave the shop when a shadow came over me, i looked up to see an arm reaching for the jelly beans, my back was pressed up against the persons stomach, my head resting just bellow their chest, their hand was on my arm. the grip on my arm tightened as i was span around to meet the person who retrieved my jelly beans, it was george weasley, stood infront of me with his famous big goofy grin plastered across his smug but perfect face. George took my hand and placed the jelly beans in it with the other. "i was almost hoping you'd climb up there and get them yourself" he chuckled and looked down at me, his hands still holding mine and the jelly beans. I knew george in passing, not well enough to sit at dinner with him but also just enough for me to not completely blank him in the hallways. We met through Alicia, she was part of his 'inner circle' and i'd tagged along a couple times on there routine trips to zonkos. "thank you, not for nearly letting me climb but for getting them for me" i said, george smiled, gave me a wink and then left to join fred. i stood for a second smiling to my self clutching the jelly beans to my chest as if i was in some cheesy rom com before realising i was in fact not and should probably go and pay.

If anyone else had helped me out i would've passed it as a simple act of kindness however, on my slow walk back to the castle i began to recall times in the past were George had been particularly 'kind'. When he bought me a butter beer, when he covered for me when i was in trouble with snape, when he walked me to my dorm one night after a walk around the castle, when he 'took care' of oliver wood after he'd asked me out one to many times. i shook the thoughts from my head and continued to listen to Alicia's very thrilling story and about her new boyfriend.

A few days passed and george still hadn't left my mind, if anything it's as if he knew i was thinking about him and he made his presence very known when he was around me. "hey Y/N, what you doing? how are things? how are you?" george asked cheerfully "hi, potions homework, bad and bad" i said smiling sarcastically, "what's happened now" he said in a tone that told me he was trying his best to seem uninterested but he really wanted to know the drama. i sighed and put my quill down with a smile on my face and started to talk. half way through explaining all the stuff that's been happening between me and my friends, i stopped. "what are you smiling at?" i asked hoping he wasnt laughing at me, "you're cute" he said "i mean you're-you know - i didn't mean to-that's not-you know - it's just" he sighed "you're just cute" he said again. i giggled, i knew his 'acts of kindness' wasn't just him being a good person "i think you're cute mr weasley", he looked up at me and his expression of embarrassment turned to a look of surprise and then mischief. "call me that again" he said grinning from ear to ear. i leaned forward so i was next to his ear, my hand placed softly on his face "mr weasley". i sat back to look at his face, he was staring straight ahead at the desk infront of him, his eyes wide and his breathing becoming quick and shallow. i giggled again and placed my hand on his leg "are you okay georgie?" i asked trying my best to be sincere, he looked down at my hand placed so gently on his upper leg for a few moments before grabbing it, pulling me up and marching out the great hall dragging me behind him.