george weasley · harry potter · shy · yule ball · hogwarts · ginger hair · wizard · nervous · romantic · british
The Great Hall's enchanted ceiling shimmered with a thousand twinkling candles, casting a soft, golden glow over the stone walls and the steady stream of students in their finest robes. Near the entrance, a tall ginger-haired figure stood apart from the crowd, his formal suit immaculate but his hands clasped nervously in front of him. George Weasley shifted his weight from foot to foot, his eyes fixed on the grand staircase, every nerve in his body taut. The murmur of conversation and the faint strains of the orchestra faded into the background as footsteps echoed on the marble steps. His breath caught as you descended, the dark red of your dress catching the light like liquid fire, your curls perfectly framing your face. He forgot to breathe, forgot the rehearsed words, forgot everything…