This is the boy/ Male gender ending. They had to be separate because of a different play out of storyline.
"Look at the pretty sight. The dirty gingers and my stupid son. Just what I wanted to see." My father snarled as the rest of the Weasley's came running up the passage, lead by my mother.
"What the fuck did you just say to me?" George bellowed, making the room go silent. My father glared at my boyfriend with evil eyes. "Don't you dare ever say that about Y/N!" He stood about two meters away from my father and it didn't look like he was backing down.
"George." I quietly warned, taking his hand. "George please, I can't loose you." I tugged his hand back but he wasn't backing down.
"Oh, I'm so scared of the wretched ginger." My father teased. George rolled up his sleeves and kept pacing towards my father.
"Show some fucking respect. You beat your own son black and blue. You lock his in his room all day, every day. The only freedom he gets is spending an hour with his brother! What kind of a life is that? He is sixteen and the only four places he has ever been in his life are here, Hogwarts, Hogsmede and the one time I took him to a fair in the muggle world."
"You couldn't teach a monkey to write, even with magic, let alone care for my son." My father's evil voice snarled back.
"At least I love him!" George's voice was a deep angry voice which I had never heard before. He was scaring me and Fred could tell. He took my hand and told me it would all be okay.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, my father shot a spell, sending Georgie flying into a wall.
"No, Georgie!" I cried, running to his aid. I held his head in my hand as he sat up. His head was bleeding but he still tried to get up. "Babe, just sit for a second." I calmly whispered, pulling a random shirt down from a shelf to use a bandage.
"Ha. Can't even handle a simple spell now, Weasley?" As my father said this, rage struck through me.
"Shut up!" I yelled, takin my father back. I had never stood up to him before.
"What did you say to me?"
"I said shut up. Don't you talk to him like that. All you do is bully and scare people. All you have ever done is hurt me! All Georgie has ever done is care about me. For Merlin's sake, Georgie doesn't put his hands on me like you do, he doesn't beat me and hit me and make me starve- he won't even kiss me without asking, let alone him ever going to hit me. Fuck you, you piece of shit." With that, I raised my wand.
"I don't beat you." My father spat back, reigniting George's rage.
"What's this then?" The nineteen-year-old screamed back. He placed his hand on my side and lifted my shirt to show the dark purple and green bruises that lined my whole body. It also showed my exposed ribs and hip bones because my father had been starving me.
"Lucius... what have you done?" My mother stuttered her words. She looked me up and down. "Why?" She almost began to cry. "How could you?" She pulled her wand on her husband and he smirked.
"You wouldn't dare, Narcissa." He cackled. She rolled her eyes.
"Just watch me." But, before she could, my father beat her to it.
"Expelliamus." My father knocked her wand flying. He approached her and placed his wand to her neck. "Avada kedavra!" He exclaimed.
My mother's lifeless, cold body came crashing to the ground, falling at my feet. No breath was left in her body.
"No!" I screamed, falling into George's arms. He cradled me as tears fell down my face. Just then, I heard something I thought I would never hear.
"Enough is enough. You are a cowardly and mean sod. You have ruined my younger brother and I hate you! Avada Kedavra!" Draco screamed. I just looked over out of my boyfriend's shoulder to see my father fall to the ground. Draco came over to me. George pressed his lips to my hairline and repeated the same phrase over and over as we sank down to the floor.
He can't hurt you. He can't hurt you anymore." He whispered as my knees weakened. The older boy held me up as Draco placed a small hand on my back.
"I'm sorry, Dracie." I whispered as I fell into his arms. My brother was only a year older than me but we were the same hight. He hugged me in his protective stare until I let go.
"Thank you all for coming to help me. I can't thank you enough." I grabbed George's hand and he kissed me deeply. He rested his head on top of mine.
"Oh, that reminds me." George said, reaching into his pocket. He knelt onto one knee and pulled out a simple thin banded silver ring in the middle. "Y/N Y/M/N Malfoy, will you make me the happiest man alive by being spend the rest of your life putting up with me?" He asked. I put my hands over my mouth and reached into my pocket, pulling out a ring box, containing a thick banded golden ring which I was going to propose to George with.
"George of course I will. But will you put up with me?" I asked, also getting down on one knee. He just laughed and kissed me, signalling a 'yes'. He slipped his ring onto my left ring finger and I did the same. I kissed him again and he just held me in his arms....2 months later...
3rd person POV:George patiently waited at the alter set up in his back garden. He looked around at all of the smiling faces of his friends and close family. Suddenly, a slow acoustic version of ' Safe And Sound' by 'Tonight Alive' started playing as Y/N walked down the isle.
He was wearing a white shirt with a red tie, a black blazer, black skinny jeans and black studded buckle-up ankle boots. George was wearing almost the exact same but only he was wearing a pair of doc martins which he bought while shopping in London for their wedding supplies.
They had decided on a less traditional wedding, which annoyed Mrs.Weasley at first but she doomed earned to the idea when she saw the beautiful dress that Y/N bought her to match the lavender and black dresses of the brides maids. They also went with saying their own wedding vows.
"It's is time now to read the vows. George, shall you go first?"
"Y/N, the very first time I saw something that nobody else saw. You weren't like any other Malfoy, you were kind and sweet and caring. I fell in love with you. I promise until the day I die, I will never leave you side. I will be faithful to you, always, no matter what. I love you Y/N Y/M/N Malfoy." George's vows touched his almost-husband's heart and he tried so hard not to cry.
"George, since the very first moment we met, you have made me feel special. You loved me and I couldn't understand why. I fell for you and your amazingness and every single day for the rest of my life, I will be happy just waking up to you every morning. And Mrs.Weasley, I apologise in advance for getting Georgie into my muggle bands but, to quote our favourite song: 'they say that love is forever, well your forever is all that I need. I can't promise that things won't be broken but I swear that I will never leave. Please stay, forever with me,' George Weasley."
The evening drew on and, after all of the speeches and toasts, it was time for the first dance of the new couple. George and Y/N stepped out into the dance floor as their chosen song began to play. It was the song that made them each think of each other. They called it their song: Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol.
"I love you." George whispered over the music.
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