Seeker (Harry Potter Characters X Reader)

George Weasley

Requested by: StarlightInHerEyes
This is such a cute username btw

"Well, what I'm saying, Y/n, is that we want your help. You've mastered a vanishing spell, and so many other cool ones, and wandless magic," George said. Y/n raised an eyebrow.

"What, you mean this?" She asked, pulling a coin out from behind George's ear. It wasn't magic, not really. Y/n had mastered the art of illusions and slight of hand at the age of four, after her parents had taken her to see their favorite magicians, and then Y/n fell in love with the mischief, and often performed it for the older students who would always walk away enraged after they see what she can do.

"Yes! Exactly that. We just want you to distract Dumbledore long enough to get him out of his office," Fred said.

Y/n rolls her eyes.

"And how exactly would I do that? Good day Professor, may I show you my wandless magic trick?" Y/n sassed.

"Yes, exactly that, now go," George said, pushing Y/n over to Dumbledore's office door.

Dumbledore was just coming down the stairs, and Y/n glared at the twins over her shoulder.

"You guys owe me big time," she mouths, and turns to Dumbledore.

"Good day Professor. Are you busy?" Y/n asks, stepping up beside Dumbledore out of the shadows.

"Why no, Y/n, I don't suppose I am busy. Is there something you need?" Dumbledore asks.

Y/n smiles.

"Well, sir, can I interest you in a magic trick?"

Dumbledore looked amused.

"Why of course. We're in a magical institution of learning after all."

Y/n smiles and pretends to sneeze. A chicken egg was left in her hand. Dumbledore seemed shocked.

"Oh, sorry, that wasn't the trick," Y/n says, handing the egg over to Dumbledore, who stared at the egg, fascinated.

Y/n pulls a hammer out of nowhere, and holds the egg up to the wall, and smashes it, but a fluffy yellow chick remains in the place of the egg.

Y/n hands the baby chick to Dumbledore again, and the baby chick snuggles into his thumb, and soon begins speaking.

"Good day sir!" The chick says in a deep voice, and hops out of Dumbledore's hand, and starts waddling down the hall.

Dumbledore smiles in delight, and then George jumps out of no where.

"Professor Dumbledore, would you do my the honor of going with me to the Yule Ball?" He asked, begging on his knees.

Y/n almost choked on her spit behind Dumbledore.

Fred pops out of nowhere, and looks offended. "Brother! How could you! You know how I felt!" He says dramatically, and tackles George to the floor. They start tussling at Dumbledore's feet.

Dumbledore turns to Y/n. "Thank you Y/n, your magic trick was lovely. And I believe Mister Weasley has something to ask you," he says with a knowing smile, walking away.

Y/n was very confused and turned around, to face George holding a poorly drawn banner, with Fred throwing glitter for goodness knows what reason.

The banner, written in George's messy scrawl read "I cAn'T sAy ThIs OuT lOuD aS iT wIlL pRoBaBlY sOuNd DuMb CaUsE i'M nOt A sMaRt RaVeNcLaW lIkE yOu, BuT wIlL yOu Go To ThE yUlE bAlL wItH mE?"

Y/n was laughing at George, who was spitting out glitter out of his mouth.

"Yes you dummy. I'll go with you," Y/n says with a smile.