the boys of harry potter imagines.

george weasley.

"ahhh."
she mumbled,
stepping into the common room.
the smell of pure alcohol and god knows what other liquors whispered off her tongue,
and into george's lungs where they settled roughly,
stinging.
"y/n?"
he asked,
the sound of his voice echoing down the empty hallway.
"that'd be me!"
she giggled,
flopping down onto the couch.
she was drunk.
super drunk.
but there was something about the way her intoxicated mouth moved.
the way the alcohol took over her body.
made him laugh.
smile even.
she was beautiful.
with or without the poison drinks.
"how was girls night?"
he asked,
the small smile playing against his lips while her eyes laid closed,
and her words continued to slur.
"fun! i've had a drink or two."
she giggled,
laying her head in his lap at once as he took a seat.
"really? i wouldn't have guessed."
george laughed small.
"you know how much i love you, right?"
he mumbled,
his hands beginning to stroke her hair.
"well. i love you more."
she whispered,
shifting her weight back onto the couch.
and closed her eyes.
the boy laughed,
shaking his head at her.
her dress sequins began to dig into her thighs,
but it didn't matter.
he couldn't move.
he was so distracted by her beauty.
the rain whispering against the windows,
the thunder booming lightly miles away.
it was perfect.
"george?"
"yeah?"
"thank you for being my best friend."
"of course,"
his voice was gentle.
"would i be mad to tell you that i'm in love with you?"
george laughed,
"mhm. i bet."
"i'm serious!"
she spoke louder,
getting to her wobbly feet.
he sat back in the couch and draped his arm over the edge,
"yeah?"
he grinned.
"yes!"
"you're so drunk."
"george!"
she whined as he got to his feet.
she pulled him in by his shirt collar and connected them as one.
george lingered in the feeling of the softness and fevering of her lips.
the taste of liquor stung his tongue,
reminding him this wasn't a clear conscious decision.
he broke the kiss quickly,
watching her late reaction.
"wha-what?"
"you're drunk."
"so?"
"so i'm not gonna kiss you when you're drunk."
"are you saying you'd kiss me any other time?"
she giggled,
making him chuckle.
he scratched the back of his head and nodded,
"i'd love to."
"i'm sorry."
"for what, doll?"
she shrugged and sat on the couch sloppily.
he took a seat next to her and pulled her in his arms,
"making it seem like i only like you because i'm...under the influence,"
she smiled as she adjusted herself comfortably,
closing her eyes.
"i really do like you george. you're the only one who understands me. and i can only hope you find someone who can love you the way you deserve to be loved, even if it's not me."
he smiled and ran a soothing hand down her arm.
"who knows what the future holds, y/n? if you remember this conversation tomorrow i'll give you the biggest kiss in the great hall,"
he humored himself,
knowing her memory was going to be cut short.
"promise?"
"promise."
she nodded and began to drift to sleep slowly,
leaving george in the silence.
as the minutes passed by him,
his thoughts still hammering,
a peaceful y/n laid to rest on his shoulder.
he picked her up carefully and made his way to her dorm room,
taking the shoes off her feet and laying her in the bed.
he covered her with the blankets and pressed a kiss goodnight to her temple,
and walked himself to bed.
***
"jesus,"
y/n groaned as she laid her throbbing head on the chill surface of the great hall's table.
"what's wrong?"
george asked,
grinning at her side.
"stop being so loud."
a bit of sadness was stuck in his gut,
realizing y/n wouldn't remember anything although he had assumed so.
but still, a part of him had hoped she'd remember.
"poor thing,"
he mocked.
she snickered and slowly sat up,
looking him in his eyes.
"i think you owe me a kiss, weasley."
he laughed loosely,
"blimey. you remembered?"
"of course i did. been waiting to get that off my chest for years."
he nodded and placed a hand at her cheek,
admiring how beautiful she looked even whilst hungover.
he did as promised,
and leaned in to place a gentle and long overdue kiss that sent his heart racing.
"so you really love me, eh?"
"more than you'll know."