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5. First. [George Weasley]

[REQUEST ON TUMBLR]

Title: First.

Pairings: George Weasley x Ravenclaw!reader

Wordcount: 2k.

Warnings: fluff

Request on Tumblr: Hello! Can I ask for a George Weasley x Ravenclaw!Reader please, with the prompts "You can share my jacket with me, since you're shivering." and "I just kissed your forehead, chill."? Y/N's not used to interacting w/ boys since she's very shy and no guy's ever paid attention to her before, until George. He makes it obvious he likes her but since it's a first for her, she doesn't know how to handle the attention and usually shies away from it. Make it a happy ending please? Thank you!

Prompts

- You can wear my jacket, since you're shivering.

- I just kissed your forehead, hope you didn't mind that?

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You loved Quidditch. Watching it, not playing it. Because you're a clumsy peach that couldn't even hold a broom properly. So playing Quidditch wasn't something for you. But you liked to watch it, especially when a certain redheaded beater ruled the game. George Weasley. Man of your dreams. He was the only reason for your interest in Quidditch. You always cheered – in secret - for Gryffindor, even if they played against your house, Ravenclaw.

Sadly enough you weren't the only admirer of George Weasley. A lot of girls asked for his attention and you could see that he enjoyed it. You always knew very well who he was dating. It were always pretty, smart and funny girls. Everything that you weren't. So talking and spending time with George Weasley would only happen in your dreams.

* * *

The Three Broomsticks was crowded, which made it very warm in there. You and your best friend looked around to find a place to sit. It was your lucky day, because there were two empty bar stools at the bar. You both ordered a butterbeer and started to talk about the daily things. Your eyes wandered around the place until you saw him. George Weasley. He was here too. Obviously?! Why were you even so surprised about that? George Weasley was almost everywhere. You heard your friend talk in the background because George got all your attention. He's laughing and joking and his smile made your knees weak. Suddenly you saw a hand for your eyes.

"Helloooo? Are we still here on this planet?!" your friend asked. You blinked a few times and gave her full attention.

"Yes, of course!" you said and took a sip from your beer.

"No you weren't. George again?" she asked with a grin. Carefully you nodded your head and smiled, which made your friend smile too.

"Anyway, go on. I'll try to focus", you said. And so your friend started to talk again. On a certain moment you'd left your friend alone because you needed to pee. When you came back you suddenly bumped into someone. You felt something warm dripping against your head and your body. Butterbeer.

"Oh Merlin's beard. I'm so sorry!" you heard someone say. You looked up and stared in the eyes of George Weasley.

"It's okay", you mumbled and walked past him. For the first time in your life George noticed you and you're covered in butterbeer. This was so embarrassing. You left The Three Broomsticks in a hurry and walked back to Hogwarts.

* * *

The next day you and your friend left the Great Hall after dinner. You heard someone behind you yell: "Oi girl, girly, wait," you turned your head and saw George running after you. Waving and yelling.