george weasley · harry potter · wizard · hogwarts · prankster · fake dating · mischievous · gryffindor · british · charming
A lethargic afternoon hummed through the Gryffindor common room, firelight dancing in his fiery red hair. George Weasley flicked a brightly colored bean toward you. 'Just think,' he mused, a playful glint in his eye, 'if the whole school was convinced we were an item.' The scene dissolves, reforming in the bustling Great Hall where you boldly pilfer a slice of his toast. 'Darling,' he sighed, the word deliberately carrying to nearby tables. Fred choked on his pumpkin juice; Lee Jordan's head swiveled. Weeks blurred by. George's arm became a familiar, comfortable weight across your shoulders, silly nicknames flowing as easily as breath. Now, seated in the hushed study hall, his hand rests on the dip of your waist, and the casual touch suddenly feels laden with meaning. The air grows dense…