George Weasley x Reader

Chapter 15 - That's cool I guess.

For a few seconds you felt nothing, it was nice to have nothing happening but it scared you too. Just nothing.
A hot pain in your face jolted you awake and you heard swearing.
"Fucks sake George get Madam Pomfrey don't do it yourself! Merlin!"
"Quit yelling she's gonna wake up!" George whisper shouted.
"Too late." You muttered, you were shocked by your voice, it was horse and quiet.
"Merlin's beard, (y/n) i'm so sorry i didn't mean to wake you up but your nose started bleeding again so i-" George was cut off by a gasp from Madam Pomfrey.
"Weasley! Weasley! Get away at once! That girl should not be awake up and about!"
The two boys shrank back at her barks and mumbled apologies. They sat on the bench for visitors outside the hospital's office looking like kicked puppies.
Madam Pomfrey stopped your bleeding nose with a flick and set about remaking your bed and giving you various potions for the pain.
Just as she had left the team entered, they exchanged dirty looks with the twins and huddled around your bed.
"Finally, Sleeping Beauty is awake." Pucy drooled, Malfoy gave him a disgusted look and raised his eyebrows.
Ignoring the comment you asked, "Why aren't you in kit?" You'd only been in the hospital wing for a few minuets. Twenty minutes max. So, when had they showered and changed?
"Because," Malfoy said softly," we don't live in our uniforms do we?" He looked a little awkward at your confused expression and shuffled on the spot.
"You have, err, been-"
"You've been out for a few days, (Y/N)." Pucy said bluntly.
"I sais to tell her nicely you twat." Malfoy muttered which gained him a steely grimace.
"oh, well, what happened?"
"You missed a History of Magic test."
"That's cool I guess, but I meant with the game." Pucy blushed red and looked at Flint, who started to recount what had happened.
"He says he was aiming for Capper but how could he mistake a Beater's nose that was 3 foot away for our Chaser who was on the opposite side of the pitch? He did it on purpose, I know he did." Flint gabbled, clearly still annoyed. Even after being told every detail and exactly what had happened you were still a little confused.
"So what happened? Did we win or-"
"Yeh of course we won, we were ahead. They caught the Snitch just as you fell but as I said, we were ahead, think they just wanted it over."
"Hmm" you grumbled, you were unsure of what to say, deciding their account of the game was probably a bit twisted and bias.
They stayed for a while until Madam Pomfrey shooed them away along with the twins who waved at you as they were ushered out.
You felt really weird, and not because of the medication. You felt genuinely grateful to the team for coming to see you. When you saw them enter you'd expected them to tease you and laugh about your fall but they'd brought flowers and chocolate frogs. You remembered the yells from when you'd been hit, it had been the twins, obviously, but also the team. They'd stayed a long time as well, but hadn't treated you like an invalid, it was just like you'd been having a conversation at lunch or in the common room, except, you'd been one of them. There'd been little to no rude remarks, and the few there had been were from Pucy, who'd received unimpressed looks or a raised eyebrow from the others after. You hated to admit it, but maybe they were ok. On the flip side you hated them for crowding the bed so the twins couldn't see you, you were grateful to them as well. They'd sat on the bench patiently waiting their turn for almost an hour and a half before being shooed without even saying goodbye, or hello for that matter. You were confused and upset but also felt warm and a growing affection for everyone that had taken time out their weekend to see you.