George Weasley×Hufflepuff Reader

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Y/ns POV

You wake up the next morning and feel excited about what's going to happen later tonight. As you walk into the common room heads turn to you. You just smile and laugh it off walking out.

When you walk into the hallway eyes are still on you. Then you see a group of 3rd years come to you.

"Are you really dating Cedric Diggory?,"One of the girls ask.

You laugh,"Excuse me?,"You asked. They hand you a new paper. You and Cedric hugging. It's the front page.

"Cedric and I aren't dating, I'm sorry to disappoint you,"You said handing the newspaper back. As you walk down the hall you see George.

"George!,"You yell but he continues walking. You call his name out again but he is still walking. You run over and cut him off,"George, I've been calling your name,"You giggle.

"Hello,"He says flatly.

"Is something wrong?,"You asked.

"Why don't you go hang out with your boyfriend,"George says and starts walking off.

"He's not my boyfriend,"You say while following him.

"Sure looks like it,"He replies.

"Cedric and I are just mates. George please talk to me,"You agrued and grabbed his hand causing him to stop. He looks down not making eye contact with you.

"I'm not dating Diggory, who am I going to hogsmeade with tonight George?,"You asked.

He didn't say anything making you sigh,"George I wouldn't ever lie to you,"You add. He sighs and looks up at you causing you to frown at his face.

You grab both of his hands and smile,"I'm going to Hogsmeade with you!,"You beam.

He gives you a small smile and nods,"Better?"You asked.

He shrugs,"A little,"He replies. You embrace him in a hug and then he wraps his arms around you and lifts you up lightly.

You giggle as your feet are lifted off the floor,"There's the George I know."

He laughs and then sets you down,"I'll see you tonight,"You say and kiss his cheek before walking off to potions class.

........

"Hello Cedric,"You say poiltely to Cedric while passing him in the common room.

"Hey, I'm sorry about what happened. I didn't know she was really going to publish the article,"Cedric says.

"No worries Ced, I'll see you later,"You say, rushing a bit for your date.

"Actually I wanted to talk to you more,"Cedric said.

"What about?,"You asked.

He scratches the back of his neck, laughing awkwardly,"About the yule ball,"He says.

"Oh?,"You asked laughing.

"I actually was wondering if you would....want to go with me?,"He asks.

You feel your mouth open a bit. Not knowing what to say. You bit your lip.

"You don't have to feel obligated to go,"Cedric says.

You shake your head,"That's not it, it's just..um well George and I are going on a date tonight. So maybe it's... foolish of me to assume that him and I would naturally go together-,"You started rambling on and he just laughs,"It's quite alright,"He says.

"I'm sorry Cedric,"You replied.

"No worries,"Cedric replies. You then continue to walk up to your dorm getting ready for your date.

.........

As you walk out you stand out the entrance of the common room. Waiting for George. You see him walking down the hall causing you to smile.

"You look... beautiful,"He smiles.

"Thank you George,"You smiled as you walked down the stairs.

"Did you have a good day?,"You asked.

"It's was alright, yours?,"He asks.

"It was good, do you want to talk about it?,"You asked.

He sighs,"I love Fred. He's my other half, but I hate when we aren't seen as our own person,"He says.

You nod,"I'm sorry George,"You say grabbing him hand. Your hands intertwine and he smiles.

"I just....I don't just want to be seen as Freds brother or...the other twin,"He adds. You nod as he continues on. You hate hearing how upset he is. Once he's finished you say,"I don't understand what you're going through, but just know that I'm here for you George. I haven't known you long, but I know that you're a great person and even though you may not feel it or know it, you're your own person. You are so much differently then Fred and again I barely know you. I really appreciate you telling me these things,"You say as you continue walking hand and hand to Hogsmeade.

"I'm different in a good way right?,"George asks. You giggle and nod,"Yes. You're a bit shyer, which I happen to find very cute,"You replied making him blush. "And no offense but Fred is a bit of a flirt,"You add making him laugh.

"Fred is, he claims he isn't,"George replies making you giggle.

You two walk around Hogsmeade for hours. Just talking about anything and everything. You begin to get cold and he gives you his knitted sweater Molly made him.

"You sure?,"You asked. He nods and you put it over yourself.

"Looks quite good on you,"He says.

"A bit long,"You giggle. The sweater fits you like a dress.

George shrugs,"You look adorable." You two then continue to talking about your life, his life, dreams and fears. Really getting to know each other. Deepening the connection you two have already had when you two first met.

A little bit inside you....felt fear. Not of loving in love, but of how he would react to the things you have seen. The nightmares that you have....the demons under your bed.

"Come on Y/n, tell me some of your dark secrets,"George teases.

You laugh,"Um I don't have any,"You replied biting your lip.

George stops,"Your first lie to me."

"How-,"George cut you off.

"I just know,"He said.

You sigh,"How about another time?,"You say.

"Better,"He grins and walks out in front while you two are walking back to Hogwarts.

"I had a lovely evening,"You said to George.

"I did too,"He smiles.

You two walk in peaceful silence and as you come up to your common room you stand in front. Waiting.

"I should...um go to bed,"You laugh.

"Yeah...we both should,"He says.

You put your hand out for him to shake and he grins.

"I hope to see you again tommrow....Y/n,"He says taking your hand.

His large hand wrapped around yours. So warm. It felt safe. As if he was the light. In the darkness that you were ever so afraid of.

You two let go and you say the password making him smirk,"Looks like I know how to get in."

You giggle and shake your head walking into the common room. George was a breath of fresh air.