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6. Tu Es Parfait ! [George Weasley]

Title: Tu Es Parfait ! 

Pairings: George Weasley x French, Gryffindor! reader.

Word count: 1.5k.

Warnings: Reader is curvy and speaks French, bullying

Request: So can you do a George x plus size Gryffindor reader, she is really shy but when she's with the twins, Harry, Hermione and Ron she is really herself with confidence but when she's with strangers she don't know who to be herself. Some Slytherin and Draco bully her. George defends her and starts a huge fight with Draco. With these sentences please " If you ever touch her again, I swear, you will wish all I did was hit you." said by George to Draco and "You know, you're adorable when you're mad." by the reader. The reader is plus size with brown hair and green eyes and she is French and she is also new in Hogwarts and George fell in love with her since the day she prank Percy. Please do whatever you want with the story I'm just giving you some advice for my request 

Prompts:

- If you ever touch her or say something rude again, I swear, you'll wish all I did was hit you.

- You know you're adorable when you're mad! 

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Hogwarts wasn't like Beauxbatons. There were no marble floors, no chandeliers with diamonds and there was a warm atmosphere. Were you sad for leaving your old school? Not at all. It had never felt like home and those people weren't really your cup of tea. So it was a message from heaven when your parents told you that you would move to England for your fathers new job.

Moving to another country meant: a new house, new friends, new school. Your sister and you got accepted for Hogwarts and after the summer you would start in your fifth year.

The new school year came faster than you'd expected. And you'd to be honest, you're nervous about it. You hoped people wouldn't laugh with your French accent and hoped they wouldn't make fun of your looks.

On the first day, you got sorted into your house with the first years students. You got sorted into Gryffindor and you didn't really know if it was a good thing or not to be sorted in Gryffindor, but people cheered so you guessed it was a good thing.

The first evening at Hogwarts was an evening you'd never forget. You wandered trough the halls, exploring every corner of the castle when suddenly someone caught your attention.

"What are you doing this late in the hallways?" a ginger haired boy asked. You turned your head, looked around and knew he was talking to you.

"Are you talking to me?" you asked in your best English.

"Yes, what are you doing this late in the hallways?" he asked again a bit irritated.

"I'm just looking around, exploring the castle a bit. You see I'm new-"

"At this point you should be lying in bed. Can I ask you to go back your dormitory?"

"Who are you?" you asked with a frown in your head.

"I'm Percy Weasley. I happen to be school prefect",

"I'm y/n and I'm French", you said dryly. You had no idea why that boy demanded you to go back your dorm. He wasn't a teacher?!

Suddenly you heard some laughs a bit further in the hallway. Two other ginger boys walked towards you and Percy.

"I think she isn't scared of you Percy", one ginger spoke and wrapped an arm around Percy his shoulder.