Weasley twins X reader- Smut, Fluff and all other good stuff (Requests open)

George X Reader (female reader) (gryffindor reader) (part 3)

     It all happened so fast. On minute it was all clam and then there were death eaters everywhere. The castle was stormed and the grounds began to shake.
     I ran through the hall, trying to find George or Fred. I needed to know they were alright. As I turned the corned, a spell shot at me, pushing me over.
     "Sectumsempra!" I exclaimed, shooting a spell back at the dark haired man who got me. He screamed in agony as his body cut open. I got up, swiftly and kept running.
     "Fred." I called. He turned around and looked at me. He hugged me tightly.
     "Y/N, oh thank Merlin you're okay." He spoke in a hurried way. I saw from a gap in the wall that somebody was shooting a spell at it.
     "Fred. Move." I screamed, pushing him out of the way as the wall exploded, taking me with it, as well as ripping my fishnets.

Fred's POV:

     As I fell to the floor, the wall exploded, making Y/N fly back, burying her in the rubble.
    "No!" I yelled, digging around for her body but I couldn't move the rubble in time. Percy grabbed onto my shoulders and dragged me back.
    Finally, it was over. We had won. Harry deferred Voldemort but George couldn't care less.
    "I'm so sorry." I told my twin as he cried into my shoulder. Our mum tried to comfort him but she couldn't.
    "I was gonna ask her to marry me when she was old enough. I wanted to spent the rest of my life with her! I just want to grow old with her by my side." He wept. His head rested in his hands as he slumped against the frayed, wooden benches. "I love her, mum." He cried, giving our mother a hug. We all stayed silent, nobody knowing what to say. Harry and Ginny and Ron and Mione were just being happy to be alive but George couldn't. He had lost his girlfriend and I had lost of of my best friends.
     I couldn't concentrate. It broke my heart, seeing George so sad. I had only ever seen him cry when he lost his ear. He was in pain but it was an internal pain. I let out a deep sigh and just turned my head when...

George's POV:

     "George, turn around." My twin instructed. I turned my head and saw her. Y/N. She was alive.
     "Y/N, love!" I screamed, running towards her. She looked hurt...badly. He clothes were ripped and she was bleeding. She was limping badly, too.
    "George!" She yelled, leaping into my arms as I scooped her up. We both fell to our knees, in an embrace so tight neither of us could breath.
    "Oh, love. I though you were dead. Never leave me again." I choked out, barely able to speak. She just nodded and kissed me.
    "I love you, George." She stammered, weak. I looked down at her broken body and bleeding wounds. I picked her up and carried her over to my mother and family.
    "I love you, Y/N. Don't you leave me." I whispered as I pressed my jumper against her the deep slash on her stomach. Her leg was clearly broken and she had cuts and scraped everywhere.
    "I don't plan on doing that anytime, ever." She announced, her American accent making her voice sound so happy, even though I knew she was in pain.
    "Wait...Y/N Y/L/N? You're dating my brother?" Ron loudly questioned. She squeezed my hand, tightly, as I pressed down more on her wound to stop the bleeding.
    "Yes, Ronald. Is there a problem?" Mum sassed back, also trying to help Y/N by stabilising her leg.
     "Well...she's seventeen and George is twenty-four, for a start. They barely know each other." My you get brother stated, making me feel hurt.
     "George! She's seventeen?" My mother angrily exclaimed. I meekly nodded as my girlfriend shot a pained look to her face and let out a squeak. "How do you know her?" Are questioned, finally getting Y/N's leg into a good position.
    "I just started coming into their shop and George was there for me in some tough times. I went in every single day for the past twelve months, now. Either after school or if I ever skipped classes for whatever reason. I helped out in the shop with stacking the shelves and being the test subject of many new inventions." She laughed a little but it just made her groan from the pain. "But I really noticed I loved your son when we were testing some love potions."
    "What do you mean?" Mum asked her, intrigued by our tale.
     "Well, I had the idea to put love potions in perfume bottles so that you could sell it so that you would always smell like love to everyone. And we were testing it and all I could smell was gunpowder, caramel, copper and wine, which is what George smells like."
    "And all I could smell was fresh air, mint, lavender and leaves, which is what Y/N smells like." I butted in, giving her a small kiss on the cheek.
    "So anyway, each time when either me or George smelled it, we had to ask the other to leave because all we could smell was them and then it just clicked." She finished the story and my mother nodded her head.
    "Are you two really in love?" Her voice was low and clam. I looked into her glowing Y/E/C orbs and we both nodded. Her lips rested gently on my cheek, my cold skin tingling from her warm lips against it. "And it's legal so I'm fine with it. You seem so nice, Y/N, and I'm glad you make George happy."
    Slowly, everyone began to leave and return to their homes and families. The bodies were all piled up on the courtyard and seeing so many friends and familiar faces laying cold made me feel so luck to be alive.
Y/N slipped her hand into mine as we stood outside the castle, watching as the sun fell.
    "I really don't know what I could ever do without you in my life. I love you so much. Please, never leave me." She whispered, watching the shades of scarlet and amber fill the sky.
    "Trust me, I never will. I love you too much to ever let go of you." I replied, her resting her head down on my shoulder. We stood there, he comfortable silence filling the air, embracing the life we had been given.