harry potter imagines

011.|| just this night? [g.w.]

summary // george never felt so determined in his life until now, just for a dance.

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[Triwizard Tournament, Harry's fourth year.]

[The Yule Ball is coming.]

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just this night?

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Again, someone was bugging you. Not just someone, but George Weasley, a troublemaker at Hogwarts. When a troublemaker annoys a person, bet that they will be shouting and screaming.

"[Name]! Go to the Yule Ball with-"

"No."

"Please?"

"Never."

"Go to-"

"I told you 'No', George Weasley! Why can't you carve that on the thick skull of yours!?"

"Just-"

"Oh, Merlin's pants! Shut up!"

George then blocked your way, and stopped you to move. He grabbed your shoulders, and made his best teary face.

"Go to the Yule Ball with me, please?"

Ugh! This boy's so persistent!

You thought, your face painted in annoyance. You pushed him away, and nearly shouted.

"NO, GEORGE, NO! THAT'S THE MILLIONTH TIME I SAID THAT TO YOU! I'VE GOT A DATE NOW, WHY DON'T YOU SHUT UP AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS, AND LEAVE ME ALONE?!"

I've got a date now...

I've got a date...

You've got... A date?

But the sad truth is, no, you haven't got any date. Not that you want one, though.

You looked at George, a surprised and hurt-

'Fake'.

You thought as you glared at him, and walked away, fuming.

Why 'Fake'? Well, you were taught to stay away from bad influences, like really flirty people, and of course,

Troublemakers.

Pranksters.

Jokers.

Clowns.

Wankers.

Jerks.

And many more. Troublemakers are always deceiving, and him, George Weasley, a pained look in his eyes? Never.

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