Harry Potter character one shot/scenarios

Yule Ball~George Weasley

Hello loves!
Some George Weasley for you ;)

"It's not like you have a date yet." Ron crossed his arms. George smirked, "Very true Ronnikins. He turned to his left where (Y/n) (Y/l/n) sat, laughing with her friends,
"Hey! (Y/n/n)! Go to the Yule ball with me?"
(Y/n) looked at George, "Meet me in the Gryffindor common room at 7pm on Saturday. Don't be late. Oh, and I'm wearing green."
She smiled slightly as her friends giggled.
George winked at her, "See you then"

"Are  you almost ready (Y/n)?"
(Y/n) and her friends rushed around their dorm getting ready for the ball, (Y/n) sat in front of her mirror doing her make up, she had already done her hair and her dress was on.
"Yup! I just have to do my eyeliner."
(Y/n) was wearing an emerald green satin dress that reached the floor, the back part made of the same green colour lace.
Gold jewelry decorated her arms and neck.
"Ready!"
"Fucking finally"
"Oh shut it Mel"

(Y/n) walked down the stairs of the girls dorm, and George felt his mouth go dry.
(Y/n) reached the bottom, and walked towards George, "Hey."
George had trouble finding words, but he finally stuttered out, "You, um, you look gorgeous (Y/n/n)"
(Y/n) blushed, "Thanks George. You look pretty handsome yourself."
She smiled softly, and George felt his heart flutter. "I-"
Fred popped his head up in between the two, and patted George on the back, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, kids!"
George shoved Fred, "Bugger off Freddie."
(Y/n) giggled at the two boys.
Fred left to join his date, Angelina Johnson. "Finally." George grumbled.
"C'mon, let's go."
George extended his arm, "M'lady?"
(Y/n) hooked her arm through his, "Why thank you kind sir!" The two laughed, and headed to the great hall.

As they pushed through the doors,
(Y/n) felt herself gasp. The great hall was beautifully decorated, small lights twinkled like stars, and cherry trees grew on the sides creating a wall of cherry blossoms.
People danced and talked, some band played at the front.
"It's beautiful!"
George looked down at her, him being significantly taller, "Not as beautiful as you." She blushed. And before she could stop herself, she pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.
"Let's go dance!"
George stood there stunned, so (Y/n) grabbed his arm and dragged him to the dance floor.

They danced for a few hours without a care in the world. (Y/n) grew tired, "Hey why don't we go get some drinks."
George nodded, "Yea I was thinking the same thing. You sit down, I'll bring you some water."

(Y/n) sat by a table, waiting for George.
"Hey." Someone tapped her on the shoulder, (Y/n) turned seeing Avery Mulciber, who she recognized as the Slytherin beater. "Oh hi, can I help you?" He smirked, looking up and down, "You look ravishing in that dress, love." "Oh" (Y/n) shifted uncomfortably, "Thank you..."
"Your welcome, now how about you and I get out of here, and go somewhere a little more private.
(Y/n) felt her stomach churn, "Um, no thank you." She desperately searched the crowd for George, but he was nowhere in sight.
Mulciber's face grew into a scowl, "You Bitch! Your coming with me."
He grabbed her arm, and yanked her up, "Please stop. Your hurting me." She whimpered. Mulciber sneered, "How pathetic."
"She said she dosent want to go with you, mate."
(Y/n) sighed, never being so happy to see someone in her life. George stood there, two glasses of water in hand. "Now if you would kindly let ho of the lady."
Mulciber shoved (Y/n) to the floor,
"Fine Weasel. Have your little slut."

The next moment was a blur, George dropped the cups, spiking water everywhere, and punched Mulciber square in the nose. There was an uproar in the crowd, people gathered around watching the two take turns using each other as punching bags.
"What is going on here!"
Professor McGonagall pushed through the crowd, "Mr. Weasley, kindly get off of Mr. Mulciber."
Reluctantly, George stood up.
"Please explain what's going on. Now."
Avery and George both started at the same time, talking over one another. "One at a time! Mr. Weasley, you start."
"Well I went to get drinks for me and (Y/n), and Mulciber was trying to get (Y/n) to leave with him, but she clearly didn't want too, and then he pushed her to the ground, and called her a slut!" George was fuming, he went over to (Y/n) who was sitting on the ground shaking.
McGonagall's features softened, "Is this true dear?" Turning towards
(Y/n). (Y/n) nodded, "He came up to me while George was gone and asked if I wanted to go somewhere more private, and I said no. So he grabbed my arm and tried to drag me some place, but thank god that's when George showed up, who knows what Mulciber would have done if he hadn't."
McGonagall's features hardened again, "I see. Mr. Weasley, I understand your actions, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a weeks detention. Mulciber, come with me, I must discuss your punishment with the headmaster. Assault will not be tolerated."
Mulciber was fuming, "Excuse me Professor, I-"
"That's enough. Come with me."

(Y/n) and George were slowly walking back to the common room.
"Thank you." (Y/n) said abruptly. George looked at her puzzled, "For what?" (Y/n) stopped and turned so that they were facing one another. "For getting Mulciber off of me."
"I'm just sorry I wasn't there sooner. If I had just stayed with you I-"
(Y/n) silenced him with a kiss. Their lips moved in perfect harmony (Y/n) tangled her hands into Georges shaggy hair, George brining his hands down to (Y/n)'s waist.
When they finally broke apart, they were they were both out of breath.
"Mm I like that."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."

Oop, that was a long one.
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