Harry Potter Character One Shots.

REQUESTED: George

Requested by: StarlightInHerEyes 

I hope this lives up to your expectations :) (ps this has given me inspiration and an idea - even if this is not the best)

Daydream Believer

His alarm rang at 6 o'clock on the dot. Usually, he'd groan, roll over and go back to sleep for another few hours, but today, George was finally going on a date with her. In some ways, he wished he didn't have to wake up so early, that the six-o'clock alarm would never ring - but in all honesty, he'd do anything for her. He rose out of bed after the alarm screamed six rings, smiling at the bluebird as she sings.

They had been friends forever, that was undeniable. She had grown up just minutes away from the Burrow and so when she and the twins came to Hogwarts, they stuck together without another thought. George had always harboured some feelings for her, so when Fred made it his mission to get his two best friends together, (it took him a whole year and a hell of a lot of chocolate frogs to get them to admit to liking each other). But that day was the big day, the day of the first date, and George wasn't going to let anything get him down, even his twin brother whinging as he flung the curtains open.

George, stretched his arms over his head, then brushed a hand across his face to wipe the sleep out of his eyes. He entered their shared bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. A short stubble grew on his freckled cheeks, sharp on his hand as he ran it across his jaw. "Looks like a shave is in order," he spoke to himself. He decided he'd do it manually, rather than with magic - just for a change. He gasped as it touched his face, the shaving razor was cold and it stung.

Once shaven, he took a comb in his hand and began to brush through his unruly ginger hair. Today of all days, it wouldn't cooperate!

***
The two sat at a table in the Three Broomsticks, sipping butterbeer and laughing at their foam moustache's. She raised her hand to wipe the foam away from George's top lip, and then changed her approach to lean in and kiss it away.

Until she heard sniggers from behind them that was... Fred and Lee sat behind the pair, hiding behind menus, to avoid being seen - although they weren't doing a very good job.

She and George jumped apart and kept an arms length away from each other from the rest of their date.

***

Hiding from their friends in the clearing that overlooked the Shrieking Shack, they finally found their opportunity to share their first kiss.

It was soft and tender, and not at all awkward - like most first kisses (George recalled headbutting his first girlfriend by accident when going in to kiss her for the first time and she remembered being bitten on the lip by hers). He brushed a hand through her hair, smiling down at her from his considerably taller height.

She leaned into his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist as his enveloped around her shoulders. She looked off into the distance at the Shrieking Shack, oblivious to George nattering away at her about his and Fred's newest plan to prank Filch.

"Come on Daydream Believer, I need some chocolate frogs before we go back to the school."

***

She Loves You:

Following their date, the two had struggled to speak to one another. They took to smiling awkwardly as they passed in corridors and exchanging pleasantries about the weather. 

She was fed up of it to be frank, and had mentioned the fact to Fred on numerous occasions (honestly, to the point that he was ready to throttle both of them) and so, he took matters into his own hands. 

He grabbed his twin by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a passageway they had discovered the year before thanks to the Marauders Map.

"Georgie - what are you playing at? Get out there and get in with her! Why aren't you speaking to her?" Fred asked, scowling at his brother. 

George sighed - "I don't think she likes me anymore."

"Well..." Fred started, "I saw her yesterday, it's you she's thinking of, nobody else." He sighed and rubbed his forehead, "she told me what to say to you, George, she loves you!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," George rolled his eyes, angering Fred.

"She loves you, George, and you know... you should be glad."

***

My Dearest, 

It has come to my attention (pshhh not from Fred, nope, definitely not) that you luuuurve me. Meet me in the common room tonight, I have something to tell you.

t̶H̶i̶S̶ ̶i̶S̶ ̶f̶R̶e̶D̶ ̶h̶E̶ ̶L̶u̶U̶u̶U̶u̶U̶U̶u̶u̶U̶r̶V̶e̶S̶ ̶y̶O̶u̶ ̶T̶o̶O̶

Yours, 

George x

She smiled at the note, making her way down the stairs from her dorm room into the common room. At the bottom pf the stairs stood George, a rose in his hand and a smile on his face. She smiled at him, all apprehensions forgotten as she dived into his arms.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I luuuurve you too" she laughed.