Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines

George Weasley- Cats (c)

George had volunteered to housesit for you whilst you had to go to help your brother whom had just gotten out of the hospital. He was happy to help out, seen as it was just for a week. You said it was fine for him to bring friends over and eat what was in the kitchen, but if he killed one of your cats or broke anything, you were prepared to commit a murder. Seen as you didn't attempt to teach him about any muggle objects you owned that he didn't exactly know about, you thought it was for the best to just label everything he wasn't allowed to touch to not allow another TV issue you had experienced before.

When you came home, your block of flats was still stood tall and there wasn't any peculiar smoke lingering around, which was expected from the likes of your boyfriend having had free reign over your home. As soon as you turned your key in the door and pushed the wooden obstacle out of the way, the redhead practically catapulted himself at you.

Arms wrapped around you forcing your bag from your hand, as you made a squeak attempting to breath.

"Thank Merlin you're home Y/N," he exclaimed still clinging to you as though his life depended on it.

"What happened George?" You questioned.

It wasn't that you weren't happy to see him, but it was still a bit daunting to be tackled by your boyfriend, especially when it seemed as though something bad had happened. He was never this happy to see you.

"I can't go anywhere without them following me. From the kitchen to the bathroom, they're there, lurking," he frowned pulling you away from him slightly, to look down at you so you could see the tiredness in his eyes.

"Are you talking about Poseidon and Hades?" You asked.

He scrunched up his nose at the names of your adorable kittens, although you gathered his opinions differed.

"Those... things... don't deserve names. They are evil. Why do you let them live in your house? They don't understand personal space, and all I wanted was to pee in peace and there was a bloody cat lurking behind the shower curtain."

You attempted to hide your laughter but it was impossible. Having had your cats for a long while, you didn't quite understand how you were able to use the loo without the company of a cat.

"He just wanted to get to know you. You smell funny too them, and they just want to love you as much as I do. They are cutie pies and soon enough the three of you will be the best of friends and you won't even need me to be there for you to be happy together," you grinned.

"Are you attempting to set me up with your cat?" He asked hesitantly.

Your hand reached up to cup his cheek, pulling him towards you to kiss him. He looked slightly confused as to why you chose now to kiss him.

"No silly billy. I love you and only you and I'm not sharing you with Poseidon and Hades. But you need to learn to love them as they are my babies. My tiny little fur babies," you grinned.

"Fur babies?" He asked confused.

"I love you too my marvellous girlfriend Y/N," you said in a deepened voice, rolling your eyes at him.

"I love you," he sighed. "Of course I love you. But I do question your sanity and dependency on those weird creatures."

"Don't call your step-children, weird creatures, they'll get a complex."

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Written by Charlotte.