George Weasley x Reader, Draco Malfoy x Reader
Summary: George has always been there for you, and that doesn’t change when Draco breaks up with you. And you’ll need his comfort more than ever when it seems like your ex-boyfriend has moved on already. You’ll realize that maybe some chapters have to close so others can open.
A sigh escaped your lips as your eyes wandered over your notes from Potions class, noticing today’s date you had absentmindely scribbled down on the top of your parchment paper.
George looked up from his own notes at the sound of your voice in the otherwise quiet library where you had sat down to study together, and asked you with a small smirk, “You alright there, Y/N? Finally joining me in my desperation over Snape’s Potion class?”
“Today it’s been two months,” You mumbled quietly, so stuck in your own thoughts that you didn’t regard his initial question. "Two months since-“ You couldn’t bring yourself to finish your sentence, and you didn’t have to. George knew what you were on about, a small ”oh.“ forming on his mouth.
"Two months since he-” He started, and you nodded softly.
“Since he broke up with me like I meant nothing after we had been together for almost a year? Yeah,” You didn’t mean to sound bitter, but there was a part of you that couldn’t help it. The wound from your breakup with Draco wasn’t fresh anymore, but it wasn’t exactly healed either.
You were okay most days, able to distract yourself with the help of your best friends - the Weasley twins, and especially George, had been there for you nonstop - but some things still reminded you of him and brought back the pain. Even if it was something as silly as today’s date.
“You know I’d be more than happy to make him vomit slugs or slip him a puking pastille for what he’s done to you,” George joked, knowing he could cheer you up this way, “You just have to say the word.”
He accomplished what he wanted, as he could see a small smile forming on your lips again.
“And you know I appreciate the offer,” You remarked fondly, “But it’s fine, really. It’s silly that I’m still bothered by it, honestly.
"It’s not silly.” George’s voice was more earnest than before, “He’s done wrong, Y/N. And you’re allowed to feel hurt by that.”
“You turning into Dumbledore with all that wisdom?” You couldn’t help but tease, knowing that George would know that you appreciated his kind words nevertheless.
“Maybe,” He replied back, that familiar gleam of goofiness back in his eyes, “You should feel lucky, normally I’d charge 5 galleons for this kind of profoundness. But you get this free sample since you’re my best friend,”
“Thank you, truly.” You responded sarcastically, mockingly bowing your head to him as a thankful gesture.
Looking back down on your notes in an effort to finally study, you caught a glimpse pf today’s date again. A painful reminder of what had started this funny banter with George, and the smile that you just had disappeared again.
You hoped George hadn’t noticed, but as he spoke up again you knew he did.
“We could go to Hogsmeade later,” He suggested, trying to offer a distraction to you, “Fred and some others were actually talking about going, we could join them.”
It didn’t take long for you to think of your answer, knowing that a good time with your friends could be exactly what you needed today.
“Sounds good,” You answered, “I’m in.” And with that plan set, you could finally concentrate on the parchment paper in front of you.
It was late afternoon when you met just outside of Hogwarts with the others who wanted to go to Hogsmeade, and the sun was already beginning to set on this snowy winter day.
Ron, Hermione and Harry were tagging along, as well as Dean and Seamus that followed closely behind them. Fred and George were the last ones that arrived at your meeting point, the latter’s Gryffindor scarf only loosely wrapped around his neck, seemingly thrown around it in a hurry. George came to a stop next to you, and your hands instinctively went up to pull his scarf closer around his neck protectively. He didn’t mind your quiet gesture in the slightest, instead looking down at you with a soft smile. There had always been this sort of small intimacy between the two of you, even when you had been with Draco. It felt innocent, really. You never questioned it, as it was always something that came natural to you within your friendship with the red-head.
“Come on people let’s go, we don’t have all day.” Fred remarked with a smirk and clapped his hands together, as if he and George hadn’t been the last people to arrive.
As a group, you began to make your way down to Hogsmeade, you walking between Fred and George, as it had become a habit between the three of you. It was colder than you had expected, the freezing temperature creeping up your jacket and making you shiver.
It was only the slightest shake that ran up your back, but George noticed it anyway out of the corner of his eye. Without speaking a word he put his arm around your shoulder, and pulled you closer to his side. You felt your stomach flutter, but chose to blame that on the warmth that engulfed you. It certainly wasn’t the sudden feeling of being this close to George that made you feel that way. It couldn’t be.
He and you spend the rest of the way listening to one of Fred’s newest prank ideas, and for a moment you forgot the reason why you had needed a distraction in the first place.
That was until you arrived at Hogsmeade, and you saw him. There Draco was, stood in front of Honeydukes. You immediately spotted a familiar girl next to him, and your stomach turned at what you noticed next.
