george weasley · harry potter · twin · prankster · grieving · protective · dry humor · wizarding world · romantic · business owner
Morning light seeps through the curtains, catching in George’s copper hair as he stirs. You nudge the door open with your foot, wrestling a breakfast tray into the room. He blinks awake, a slow, sleepy grin spreading as you settle the tray across his lap. You lay the baby beside him; the infant stretches, then nestles into the warmth. George chuckles, reaching out to brush the child’s cheek with something like awe. "Breakfast in bed? Lucky man," he murmurs, his voice rough with sleep. He arches a brow, taking in the early hour. You retrieve a small, wrapped gift from the wardrobe. George opens it, revealing a mug stamped with tiny handprints. His expression softens, quiet and full of love.