HELLO EVERYONE! So here's chapter 2 of the unknown love of George weasley... I hope you all like it!
I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM H.P
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Ten minutes. Ten whole freaking minutes. I can do this. Stay calm, focus on what you need... gah five minutes?! I need to do this...
"Hannnnnnnahhhhh!!!" Ally screamed and ran towards me.
"Hey," I say.
"You'll do great okay? Don't worry about it. Just let loose and you'll do well like always," She turns to leave for the stands.
I believe her words. I can do this. I know I can! As I think that, Madame Hooch blows her whistle. Quittich has just began.
Of course it was Slytherins against Gryffindors. Draco Malfoy and his little team were center field while we took opposite side. She throws the quaffle,bluders and we're off. The wind whipped through my hair, loving every minute of it being free. I am the third best beater on team, let alone Fred and George. I was beat Bludgers left and right, having a ball and not caring. Everyone from Gryffindor was cheering and shouting "Go go Gryffindor" Harry was off getting the snitch somewhere, pesky little child he is. Fred was on my right and George was on my left. Freddie boy was staring intensely at Ally, who caught his gaze and blushed madly. Huh. The crowd from the Slytherin team roared a big boo to our Gryffindor team, just because we scored.
While lost in my thoughts, a possed bludger slammed against my head, causing me to get knocked off my broom and start plummeting to the ground. My head throbbed with pain and I could already feel blood trickle down my head. Before I hit the ground, I blacked out.
~~~George's POV~~~
No. No. She can't die. She can't leave now. Out of the corner of my eye I see Malfoy snickering madly. I'll deal with this prat later. I sped towards my love falling for the ground fast. She won't leave now. I catch her, before she falls towards her death. I lay her on the ground and sped towards Malfoy, anger boiling through my veins.
"OI! MALFOY!" I spat at him, "WHAT WAS THAT FOR YOU PRAT!?" I was seething with rage, I can't control the anger I have inside of me. I grip my broom with much force, I swore I could have broken the handle any second.
"Aw, look guys! Weasley here has a crush on the filthy pureblood! Just what we need is more blood traitors in the wizarding world" He spat.
"I'll see you in hell Malfoy! You'll pay for this! Flipendo!" I shouted the jinx at him.
He flipped off his broom and headed for the ground, fast. Git, I thought. Now I need to go check Hannah... Please. Please let her be okay. I sped towards the ground just in time to see Madam Pomfry and Dumbeldore pick her up gently, along with Malfoy, over to the hospital wing. I heard Pomfry mutter something about a serious head injury, but she wasn't fully sure yet.
Three days. Three days since I haven't heard her laugh, seen her smile or heard her voice. I'm going to curse Malfoy to oblivion. Stupid git. It's been three days since I've slept, had a shower or even went to class. I reeked of sweat and I looked absolutely horrible. I just wanted to make sure she was okay, and if she woke up I would be here for her. I saw her stir in her sleep, little sweat beads starting to form on her forehead.
"George... GEORGE NO! GEORGE!!!!" Hannah cried in her slumber. I rush to her side quickly, taking her hand and feeling how warm she was. She was having a terrible nightmare, and I can't do anythig to help her.
"Shhhh.. I'm here love. It's okay" I whisper to her gently.
"George.. don't leave me" She whimpered.
"I would never leave, love" I said. I did the most daring thing I've done in a long long time. I kissed her. I kissed the girl I love. Her lips were soft and gentle, not like other girls I've kissed before. Of course I couldn't stay here when she woke, I fear she could have felt my lips upon hers.. so I panicked and ran
I ran like the coward I am. I can't face her now. It will just be to awkward now. Unless she doesn't remember. Oh I hope she remembers. I just kept running until I ran into another familiar patch of red hair.
"Fred."
Hey guys! yeah.. not the best chapter.. haha but just wait! It'll be good very soon.. :D
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The Unknown Love Of George Weasley
FanfictionPrankster Hannah was just a normal 17 year old witch in her last year of Hogwarts, with her best friends George Fred and Ally. Everything goes well until she starts to have feelings for George. With Umbridge running the school, Voldemort's on the l...