Maybe One Day (George Weasley x Reader)

Part 6: Everything happens so fast

A/n: Okay so this was meant to be the last part and I fully thought it would be but turns out I write too much and love a good cliff-hanger. Anyway, some fun trivia – I did a harry potter pub quiz with my society (yes, I'm part of my university's harry potter society) and we came second! (one team got one more point than us and won £200 pounds!) But second is still good! Enough about me anyway enjoy this part – I love it, it's just fluffy wedding and pregnancy stuff 😊 Word Count: 3,489
Warnings: Panic attack, swearing (I think) and heavily implied smut.

"Are you serious?"

"Yep."

You blinked in surprise at George's suggestion. He looked so happy with a large grin that you didn't want to hesitate, but you did.

"What's wrong? We don't have to..." He trailed off his words almost sadly and you turned more towards him, grabbing his hand in your own.

"Nothing's wrong! I just- it's soon." You couldn't find the right words to express your hesitation, maybe because you couldn't see your own point.

"Yeah that's the whole point." George gave a small laugh, but it was more unsure than happy. "Look, I just think after everything that's happened the bad and the good," For emphasis on his point he rested his hand on your stomach with a soft smile. "it feels right. And I don't want to have to wait another year until I can call you my wife y/n."

You smiled at the sentiment, at the protruding smile widening on George's face and you felt your pointless hesitation melt away because you felt the same way. You had been waiting for what felt like forever, you didn't want to wait either. You felt yourself nod without even realising the action, your smile grew to rival George's before he placed his hands on your cheeks and pulled you in for a kiss.

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When you re-entered shell cottage, there was a low chatter of conversation and a hustling sound from the kitchen where a meal was being prepped by Molly and Fleur. Nobody turned at your entrance, all too caught up in talking to one another. You cleared your throat only to have no response yet again.

You and George were buzzing with excitement at your announcement. At the lack of response, it grew more into annoyance. George flashed you a smirk before climbing on top of the dining room table. He almost hit his head on the ceiling due to his tall stature which made you giggle. Now everyone's attention was most certainly on George.

Molly and Fleur came out of the kitchen to see the commotion and were surprised to see George towering over them. "George! Get down from there right this minute!" Molly yelled through gritted teeth. George shook his head and continued in his announcement.

"So, I have an announcement to make. Well, me and y/n do." He smiled down to you and you returned it a little more nervously than you would have hoped. You noticed Fred sit up a bit straighter on the sofa and Molly look ready for you to announce what she already knew. "We're getting married today. Here." George made sure he was crystal clear which was made clear when everybody's faces turned from confusion to surprise.

Molly looked most shocked – that was not the news she was expecting to hear. You could almost see her brain working quickly to process the information and then a look of panic brushed across her features. "What?! You- you can't! We don't have anything prepared!"

George hopped down from the table and put a reassuring hand on his mother's shoulder. "Mum, we're not worried about a big wedding or anything." You walked over and interlocked your hand with his. "We just want to be married." He kissed your cheek sweetly and you blushed.

Molly's gaze seemed to soften. "Okay. If that's what you two want." You were worried she would be disappointed, angry even, but she just seemed relieved that she didn't have the stress of a big wedding to plan. "Right, we're going to have to start prepping."