The Boys of Hogwarts (Imagines)

George Weasley

DESCRIPTION: Angst and light smut –This imagine will not follow key details of the Harry Potter movies. 

(Y/E/C = Your eye colour)

Your warm salty tears flooded your face with your cheeks red and puffy, you couldn't stop crying the sight in-front of you was too much. George, your boyfriend of two years was laying lifeless on the Hogwarts courtyard ground, blood trickling down his forehead. 

Only moments before he had stepped in-between you and Pansy Parkinson, the evil Slytherin witch she is. 

FLASHBACK

The bell rung meaning it was the end of potions class also lunch-time  and boy was I happy,  I mostly slept during potions class as I had no friends to keep me occupied, but could you blame me? It consisted mostly of Slytherin students, with me being one of the few Gryffindors in the class. I admit it is a risky move to sleep during one of professor Snapes classes, but I'm lucky as my seat is behind the Slytherin quidditch players in the very corner, therefore I don't get noticed when sleeping.

If it were up to me I would be in charms class instead, thats where all my friends are including my boyfriend, George. But my parents insisted, "Potions is the best class, to follow in our footsteps." To say the least my parents are extremely up-tight, always wanting me to be like them when I graduate here at Hogwarts, and work under the potions sector at the ministry. I'm surprised when they came to Hogwarts they weren't sorted into Slytherin house but no, instead my mum was in Ravenclaw and my dad was sorted into Gryffindor.

I remember when I first arrived at Hogwarts like it was yesterday, I knew no one and I had no preference on what house I wanted to be sorted into, I was mostly there for my parents but since I met George I've learnt there's more to life then just following in my parents footsteps. I met George the day the sorting hat put me in Gryffindor, I had finished dinner early as I was trying to be the first in the Gryffindor common room to send a letter to my parents letting them know my new house at Hogwarts, and that I made it safely. But little did I know I wasn't truly the first in the common room, two red headed twins had made it before me. However, with different intentions, as I walked through the door I heard a click followed by a heavy dark slime being poured over me. Fred and George I later found out their names to be, had intended to pull off their very first prank at Hogwarts on their fellow Gryffindors, the moment they walked through the common room door. Instead of a group of new Gryffindors they got one, me, Y/n. 

Fred laughed his ass off when the slime hit me, while George looked stunned his cheeks flushed red, he was blushing. And as for me I let a small smirk plaster on my face, truth be told I'm also a prankster I drove my muggle friends crazy with all my little pranks, so to meet some fun at Hogwarts was amazing. We quickly became close friends and known as the pranksters at Hogwarts, but day after day me and George grew closer than friends until one day George made his feelings known for me, to which I ever so quickly returned.

FURTHER FLASHBACK

It was a typical day at Hogwarts and I had fallen asleep in class once again, only this time the bell didn't wake me up. George who was in the classroom next to mine was waiting outside my class like he had since we became friends. However, once he realised I wasn't coming out he decided to come in, to which he found me with my head resting on my crossed arms on the desk. He smiled and giggled at the sight, stubborn as we both were neither of us had gathered up the courage to act on our growing crushes for each other. So he sat at the desk next to mine resting his head also on his crossed arms facing my sleeping figure, he reached out tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear while admiring my face, and in doing so I started to stir awake.