Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines II

George Weasley- Sexual Tension (c)

"George, for Merlin's sake," you huffed, moving a box from the shelf to place it on a different one. "If you put the stock on the wrong shelves again, I'm going to shove them so far up your arse you will taste them."

"It's a box, get over it," he said, a sly smirk on his lips, knowing how it riled you up.

"Don't come crying to me when you need to find stock to put out."

You pushed past him from the stock room to go back to your place at the till to pretend to be pleasant and serve customers. When you agreed to work for your friends Fred and George, you assumed it would be easy money, but little did you know how popular their shop would be nor how much one of the twins would annoy you.

You made your way past the other twin and their younger brother but paused as you heard the elder one snicker.

"Do you smell that?" Fred smirked.

Trying not to look like you were listening to their conversation, you tried to sniff yourself, attempting to remember if you had showered but as far as you knew you didn't smell of anything.

"Smell what?" Ron responded, equally not knowing what Fred meant by the comment.

"The sexual tension in the air," he laughed.

You snapped around, glaring at Fred, Ron jumping back to make sure you knew he wasn't part of the joke that Fred was making.

"Oh, fuck you," you hissed.

The smirk grew as an evil glint appeared in his eye. "No, you want to fuck my twin."

Gritting your teeth, you had to do everything in your power to not snap at him, knowing whatever you said, he'd use against you again. You let out another huff, before heading away from your place at the till and off towards the office, letting the men handle the customers for today. George followed behind you, closing the door after you both.

"I'm sorry about Fred," he apologised.

You let out a deep breath knowing you couldn't blame George for how intolerable his twin was.

"It's not your fault. Both of you used to piss me off at school, at least you're usually pleasant," you smiled softly.

Although you'd never admit it to him or anyone else, you had always liked George a little and your feelings only ever grew but you didn't want to hurt your friendship in admitting your interest.

"I do try," he chuckled. "Still he has no right to be a dick, it's just who he is."

You offered him another smile before getting to work, wishing you had the courage to admit your feeling.

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