American Teen [George Weasley Love Story]

Christmas with Spice

The twins and I were spending Christmas at the Burrow. I was staying in Ginny's room, but I would sneak into George's bed a lot. It worked as long as I was out of their room before Mrs. Weasley could see.

The twins and I were sitting in the living room when we heard Ron say "Well passing over Fred's left buttocks."

"Are they talking about my butt?" Fred asked.

"I think we should go investigate. After all, your butt isn't exactly note worthy." I said as I started walking to the kitchen. I heard Fred fake gasp in the background.

He walked in front of me and shook his butt. "I'll have you know that this butt is award winning."

"Yes-of course how could I forget. Worst ass in Britain."

"George, control your girlfriend before I hit her."

"I'm on Mags' side here Fred." He laughed.

"You two are identical you realize that right?" I said, causing George to fake being shocked.

"Let's go see what Harry and Ron are up to, Fred. She's a mean one." George said, letting go of me and skipping into the kitchen with his brother.

"Aw bless them George. They're using knives and everything." I chuckled because I know that none of us can cook even with magic. It's really sad.

"I'll be seventeen in two and a bit months' time," said Ron grumpily. "And then I'll be able to do magic!"

"Until then, you can demonstrate the proper way to--whoops-a-daisy!" I said when Ron sliced his finger. "Need some magic for that, Ronnie? I am a healer, you know."

"You three made me do that! And it's fine, Margaret. Just wait until I'm seventeen.."

"I'm sure you'll dazzle us all with hitherto unsuspected magical skills." Fred said. This caused me to burst out laughing, which earned me a glare from Ron.

"And speaking of hitherto unsuspected skills, Ronald, what is this we hear from Ginny about you and a young lady called-unless our information is faulty-Lavender Brown?"

I gasped even though I had also heard this from Ginny when we got here. She told us out of revenge for Ron snitching about Dean. "Ron you handsome devil. Spill." I love learning about people's personal lives.

"Devil, yes." Fred said.

"Handsome, no." George finished.

Ron turned red but also looked prideful as he told us to, and I quote, "Mind your business."

"What a snappy retort" Fred said.

"He almost beats me in terms of wit there, Fred. I'm might impressed, Ronnie. I didn't know you had it in you. But what I want to know is" Pause for dramatic effect. "how did it happen?" I asked him.

"What d'you mean?" Poor Ron looked genuinely confused. The thing is, he just walked into the twin's and I's traps.

"Did she have an accident or something?" That was Fred.

"Extensive brain damage?" That was George.

"Oh I know, he nicked one of those love potions from the shop!" That was me.

Mrs. Weasley entered just in time to see Ron chuck a knife at our heads. It went straight towards Fred, who turned it into a paper airplane easily.

"Ron, don't you ever let me see you throwing knives again." Mrs. Weasley said. "hello, Margaret how are you?"

"I'm well, Mrs. Weasley. How about you?"

"I've told you to call me Molly. Now Fleur would like someone to help her with wedding decisions and I suggested you because you have such good taste. And obviously someone needs to supervise these two." She indicated Harry and Ron.

I exchanged a look with the twins. We all knew she didn't suggest me becaues of my 'good taste'. Fleur and I got along quite well and Mrs. Weasley hated her. I'm used as her 'get out of Fleur' free card. Ginny does it too. As I left the kitchen, the twins followed me.

"Oi, can't you guys stay here and help? you can wave your wands and then we'll be free too!"

"No, I don't think we can do that." Fred said. "It's very character-building stuff, learning how to peel sprouts without magic, makes you appreciate how difficult it is for Muggles and squibs."

"-and if you want people to help you, Ron. I wouldn't chuck knives at them." He tossed the paper airplane that was once the very knife George was talking about back at Ron. "Just a little hint. We'll we're off to do magical things with our wonderful wands and magical abilities."

"I wish I could join you in whatever charade your planning. But now I must go help Fleur choose which flowers look best. I bid you adieu." I said, separating myself from the twins.

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It had been a wonderful Christmas. Everyone came, including some order members like Tonks and Remus. We all exchanged presents and listened to Celestina Warbeck. I was sitting on the couch in George's christmas sweater talking about Percy and how unbelievable of a git he was showing up here on Christmas solely because of the minister when Tonks came in.

"I'm leaving now. Have to get some rest for tomorrow."

"Let me go with you to the door, Tonks."

Harry was outside talking to Remus. But everyone stopped when a giant fireball lit up the sky and a loud cackling was heard. Bellatrix. I had gotten used to that sound. She enjoyed laughing while carving the words that mark my stomach. I think it's ironic how I have so many scars on my body when I invented a potion that makes them fade to practically nothing and causes any pain to go away. People are almost always too late to apply it, so they show just as obvious as ever. The only one that's slightly faded was the large one caused by the spell that hit me as I escaped. They were able to use the potion on me before that one scarred over.

"I killed Sirius Black! I killed Sirius Black!" Bellatrix taunted from the shadows. Harry sprinted after her, Ginny following close behind.

I've had enough of Harry and his dumb decisions. But I made an oath when I joined the order to do whatever it takes to defeat Voldemort-and that meant protecting Harry with my life. "this bitch owes me so much" I muttered under my breath as I sprinted through the wall of fire after them.

As I ran, I heard a boom go off and saw the Burrow burst into flames. Everyone else was trapped behind the still growing fire wall. But I didn't have time to dwell on the fact that the Weasley's house was on fire or the fact that I was the only one who could do magic chasing after one of my worst nightmares.

Bellatrix was surrounding Ginny and Harry. I rushed out.

"Harry, Ginny get behind me." I pointed my wand at Bellatrix, putting myself between her and the two teenagers.

"Oh look who it is! I thought you were dead. You know, the Dark Lord was furious when he found out you escaped. But you got punished for it, didn't you? If I heard right, you can't have children." She laughed. " I wasn't expecting a two for one deal when I came here tonight."

"Bite me, Bellatrix" with that I shot a silent spell at her. "Harry, Ginny RUN!" I heard them sprinting off towards the Burrow, praying that they could get some help.

Even though I was very good at duelling, it was obvious Bellatrix had a lot more practice. Every time I hit her she'd just return a spell back. She cast one that opened up all my cuts and caused me to start bleeding profusely. I have no idea how long this went on for. But eventually, I heard someone calling me name. That moment of distraction was all it took for Bellatrix to render me unconscious.