~Her~ George weasley X reader

Dance lessons and the fight

The next day everyone was tired from the party and with more then a few students I made good on my promise for a hangover cure. Classes were canceled for the day because we would be having dance lessons. I stood in the back behind Harry with the twins. We jokingly danced around to the music and laughed at Ron when he was asked to go up with the professor and dance.

We all split off to practice. I danced with Fred until we were told to change partners. I switched and danced with George. We joked around a I noted how well he was doing. I knew how to dance my father and uncle use to dance with me all the time went I was sad.

We were told to change again and I danced with a fourth year boy. I gave him pointers and we talked about who he would ask to the dance. It turned out he was secretly in love with his best friend Hannah. It hit to close to home.

I walked back to the common room with the twins, Ron and Harry. Harry teased me about the last boy I danced with saying I liked him. This made George storm off. Huh I wonder what that was about. I brushed it off but felt it's weight when the twins began to avoid me.

For the next few days I got flash backs to my first two years. I was alone again. I figured that I should talk to them. I finally managed to corner them in an empty common room.

"Did I do something?"

"Yeah you did!"

"Can you tell me what it was?"

"Whatever (Y/N) you know what you did!"

"No I don't!"

"Whatever go off with your boyfriend!"

"What are you talking about?" Tears were being to fall now. We never fought before.

George almost looked guilty but shook it off.

"Whatever..." they both walked off to their dorms. Fred hung back for a minute and slipped a note in my hand.

It was a map to where the dragons were held. I was surprised he remembered I mentioned wanted to see them. I walked out of the common room and followed the map. I managed to find them.

I walked up and I pet one of the dragons on its snout. I went around to all the dragons and took notes on them for my dad. I sat with them for a few minutes until Charley Weasley came looking pale.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" He whispered trying not to alert the dragons.

"Introducing myself" I said as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"They didn't try to hurt you?" He asked inching forward to meet me.

"What can I say all sorts of creatures love me. It's in my DNA"

"Your (Y/N) Scamander!"

"That's me"

"You know my bothers right?"

"Yeah..."

He could tell the subject made me sad. He let me rant as we sat on my log next to the dragons.

"I see... it sounds like George likes you"

I laughed out loud at this "yeah right"

"What makes that so hard to believe?"

"He could never like me. I'm just... me..."

"Well just you I can say with certainly he likes you"

After a few more minutes of talking I walked back to the common room with a lot of my mind.