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Raining On Prom Night - George Weasley

Okay so in the story you are a muggle and george is your boyfriend and you're taking him to your school's prom

"Loveeee, are you done yet?" I hear my boyfriend say from the other side of the curtain.

I laugh,"You have less patience than a child,"

I turn in the mirror, admiring the dress I picked. It fit quite nicely and you were sure this was the one. I did one more spin and opened the curtain.

"Thank god. I thought I was going to be 80 by the time you walked out....wow," George says. His eyes move up and down, practically drooling at the sight of you.

"Do you like it?" I ask, spinning.

"Like it? No,no,no I love it." he says walking over to you.

"But so will all the other boys and I don't know if I'm comfortable with them staring at you," he says, grabbing your waist so you are now pressed up against him.

"You know that you are the only one for me" I say and plant a quick kiss on his lips. He grabs the back of my head and pushes toward him. I place my arms around his neck, loving these moments with him. I pull away before it goes too deep. He presses his forehead to mine.

"I have to go change. Meet me outside?" I say before walking away.

"Of course," he says.

Time skip to after you change and buy the dress because that's boring

You link your arm into George's,"Where do you want to go? Are you hungry?" you ask.

"Yeah, hungry for you," he says, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

You laugh. "No silly. I swear, sometimes you are worse than your brother."

"Actually, is it okay if we just go back home? I really just want time where it's just us two" he says.

"You know I could never turn down some alone time with you," you say.

Time skip to before prom (i'm so sorry because this is going to be really cringy)

"George, can you zip me up?" I say, looking in the mirror.

He walks up behind me. I grab my hair and lift it above my head. I can hear him breathing as the zipper goes up and up. Once he finishes, he wraps his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder.

"Y/n, you are going to be the death of me. I don't even know if I'm going to be able to let you out of my sight the entire night," he whispers to me, his lips drawing a line from my collarbone to my jaw.

I giggle and turn around "I love you so much,"

He presses his lips to mine, desperation clear in his movements. His hands grip my waist and pull me against him. I deepen the kiss, our love apparent. He pulls away, but still trails his lips down my throat.

"You are my everything. My love, my light, my fire, my life." He says.

I sigh. I want to marry this man.

"Babe, we have to get going soon or we are going to miss the whole prom" I say, lifting his face to look at mine.

He groans and buries his head in my shoulder, "Can we stay? Please?" he mumbles.

I laugh and push him off, "No way. I spent way too much time getting ready to look like this. But we can come home early, okay?"

"Not fast enough. I need you now." He says, looking into my eyes with a fire that only I have seen.

"Just go start the car. You're such a big baby sometimes," I say, turning around to fix some stray hairs.

"You love it." He says, winking at me before leaving the room.

I grab my shoes and tiny purse. I take one last look in the mirror, satisfied. I hurry down the stairs. I hear some sound outside, but its probably just the car. As I exit out the door, my mood drops.

It's raining. Hard. On prom night of all nights.

"George?" I shout into the rain.

"I'm here! This rain came out of nowhere," he says jogging up to me. His suit was soaked and there wasn't a dry spot on him anywhere.

"Oh George, I don't know what to do. Tonight was supposed to be the most special night of our lives. You're soaked and prom is probably cancelled because it was supposed to be outside." I say, feelings defeated and sad.

"Love, just because it's raining doesn't mean we can't have the most spectacular night." he says, taking my hand and pulling me into the rain.

At first, I was surprised by the feeling but then relished in it. I spun in a circle, soaking my dress completely. I heard George laugh and looked at him. By now, we where both soaked but we didn't care.

He bowed,"May I have this dance?" he said, looking up at me.

I giggle and put my hand in his. He instead grabs my waist and spins me around. I laugh and grab onto his biceps. He stops and looks deep into my eyes.

Our lips meet and it's perfect. We danced till we where shivering and went back inside.

I changed out of my dress and into George's jumper and flannel shorts.

"Thank you. I think this turned out better then prom would have been," I say, snuggling myself into his arms. He wraps himself around me.

"I have a confession to make." He says, resting his chin on my head.

I look up, worried about what he is going to tell me.

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.

"I caused the rain storm," he says, wincing in preparation for what I was going to do.

I got up, "GEORGE WEASLEY. YOU LITTLE-" I say before he kisses me.

I pull away, still mad. He wraps me in his arms.

"Worth it," he whispers.

I know that this sucks but I'm having such bad writers block EVEN THOUGH I HAVE A BUNCH OF IDEAS TO WRITE ABOUT.