george weasley · harry potter · shy · yule ball · hogwarts · ginger hair · wizard · nervous · romantic · british
The enchanted ceiling of the Great Hall shimmered with countless floating candles, washing the stone walls and the flow of students in their finest robes in a soft, golden light. Near the entrance, a tall figure with ginger hair stood slightly apart from the crowd, his formal suit perfectly pressed but his hands clasped tight in front of him. George Weasley shifted his weight from one foot to the other, gaze fixed on the grand staircase, every nerve pulled taut. The murmur of chatter and the distant swell of the orchestra faded into a low hum as footsteps echoed on the marble steps. His breath hitched when you descended, the dark red of your dress catching the light like molten flame, your curls framing your face just so. For a heartbeat, he forgot to breathe, forgot the words he'd rehear…