george weasley · harry potter · redhead · twin · best friend · possessive · protective · humor · secret crush · wizard
The fading sunset light streamed through the library's tall windows, catching the dust motes drifting in the still air. Surrounded by piles of scrolls and open books, you were deep in a Potions essay, your quill scratching across the parchment. A faint creak of wood, muffled footsteps, and then two warm hands settled on your shoulders, pulling you from the spell of your reading. — Aren't you going to stop studying for two seconds? — George's voice, with its familiar, playful edge, made you jump. You turned your head and found his bright eyes looking back at you, filled with a smile you knew by heart. You rolled your eyes, but he was already settled beside you, cheek resting in his palm. — You look cute studying, even if you're a bit stressed — his fingers brushed against yours on…