Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines II

George Weasley- Home: Part 2 (c)

Before you'd even reached the living room you could hear the loud noises of the multiple people who were occupying the home. You hadn't had a family Christmas in a long time and this one certainly seemed to be filled with more people than you could have imagined. George lead you into the living room, as soon as you entered, the room fell silent, everyone's eyes falling onto you.

"George," a ginger man roughly your age said, raising from his seat.

"Hi Ron," George smiled softly. "Hi everyone."

Ron approached the two of you, wrapping his arms around George. The two of them embraced for a moment, before they pulled apart and smiled at each other.

"I've missed you."

With the tears of a child, your and George's attention turned to a brunette woman, holding a new-born baby. A redheaded bespectacled man had his arm wrapped around her.

"Perce, who's this?" George questioned.

The bespectacled man smiled, rubbing the woman's shoulder. "This is Audrey... my wife and our daughter Molly."

George smiled fondly, squeezing your hand warmly.

"Bill," George grinned. "You had a daughter?"

The ponytailed man was holding a blond toddler in his lap, a heavily pregnant woman was sat beside him.

"Victoire," he smiled. "And another on the way."

"I've missed so much," George sighed.

"Who's your friend?" The ginger woman asked.

George froze for a second, moving his hand to the small of your back, to usher you forward slightly towards the crowd of his family.

"This is Y/N. She... she urgh helped me with everything after I left, she was kind enough to let me live with her and well we're... dating," he smiled awkwardly.

"...Hi," you whispered, not sure what else to say it was rather overwhelming with the amount of people there.

An older looking man approached you, giving you a warm hug.

"I'm George's dad, Arthur. This family is a bit overwhelming at first but don't worry we don't bite," he smiled. "You'll fit in just fine."

One of George's brothers moved up on the sofa, leaving room for you and George to slot in. Molly approached you both, handing you each a wrapped parcel.

"What's this?" George asked.

"A present," Molly smiled.

"You didn't know we were coming," he whispered.

"I made you one every year honey," she said softly. "And one for Y/N too. I didn't know when you'd come back but I knew one day you would."

A tear rolled down his freckled cheek.

"I love you mum."

"I love you too George."

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