This Can Never Be Real || George Weasley

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𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧

"Do you have any idea why the bathrooms fled, Zell?"

I looked up from my homework, propping my head up on my hand. "No..." I lied, furrowing my eyebrows and looking curiously at Wyatt. We had been peacefully studying in the library before Hermione, Harry, and Ron had come along to interrogate me.

"Are you sure?" Harry asked, making me scoff in disbelief.

"Yes, Harry, I'm sure, for the last time. Now be on your way."

"Well, multiple people witnessed you say that you were going to 'write to Tom about this' the day of your Quidditch accident in the hospital wing. Conveniently, we found a diary in the toilets with the initials T.R. On it. Tom Riddle."

I scoffed again. "Well I didn't flood the bathroom. I have nothing to say to you lot. Now be on your way. And stop bothering me."

Wyatt squeezed my hand as they left, and I looked at him gratefully. He leaned in a little, his sweet breath melting with mine as I felt butterflies in my stomach.

"Please don't Avada Kedavra me for this," he whispered.

And he kissed me.

It tasted sweet, making me smile into the kiss, and my cheeks flushed a light pink as I closed my eyes. It was unlike anything I'd ever felt before.

He pulled away, and I looked down, blushing as a curtain of hair fell in front of my face. Be laughed lightly and brushed it away, making me look up at him.

"So, I was thinking we could go to Hogsmeade next weekend. You know, Honeydukes? Theres this private stairwell we could go to..."

I giggled, fixing his hair. "Definitely."

—-

All day long, Dwarfs kept barging into my classes to deliver valentines, to the annoyance of everyone. One of the Dwarfs caught up with me as I was walking to dinner.

"Oi, you! Giselle Black!" Shouted a grin looking dwarf, knocking people out of the way to get to me.

I turned red at the thought of getting a Valentinen in front of my friends, tried to hide behind Fred and Wyatt, but he reached me before I had time to run.

I tore open the letter that was given to me and leaned into Wyatts chest.

Reading it, I smiled, looking up at him. "Is this from you, Wyatt?"

He took it out of my hands and read it, beginning to stall away, breaking into a sprint as he read it aloud to practically the whole school. I ran after him, dropping my book bag on George, who ran after me.

"Wyatt!" I yelled, slowing down because of how much i was laughing. "Give that back!"

He finally stopped and held it above his head as I caught up to him, making a big open parting for me in the hallway.

We were in the middle, of course, and all the other students were swarming around us, trying to get to dinner of their common rooms.

"Give it back!" I giggled, not noticing George skid to a stop a few feet behind us.

"Kiss me," he said, raising his eyebrows and tilting his chin up.

"What?" I laughed, smiling as i walked toward him and trying to snatch the letter out of his hand.

"Kiss me," he repeated.

I walked forward and pulled his tie down, smashing his lips onto mine and deepening the kiss as his arms went to the sides of my waist, and the letter fell to the floor. I pulled away, winking at him before grabbing the book and running to George to grab my stuff before heading to the Gryffindor Tower.