#curfew

✮ Pairing: George Weasley x Slytherin!reader

✮ Synopsis: You and your friends wanted some food from the kitchen, to your surprise someone else was in the same path.

✮ Warnings: None? First meeting, there is no year specification, fluff, no use of reader nor y/n, no friends names

✮ Word count: 0.4K

✮ A/N: This is the first time that i write something and i publish it, i'm very sorry because it's very short and english is not even my first language but i hoppe y'all like it. I accept reviews of all kind, even more if it will help me improve, thank you. 🫶🏻🫶🏻

✮ PS: Thank you @hyuneskkami for the red dividers, these are the perfect color!! 🫶🏻😭

You and two of your friends were slowly and silently walking around school going to the kitchen after curfew. This was because Slytherin won a quidditch match without sly strategies, nor anything out of the ordinary, and since some of your friends were in the team you all felt like celebrating.

You had walked half of the distance when suddenly footsteps were heard, all your body was now filled with goosebumps and your blood ran cold.

You could've sworn that filch was behind the corner, but to everyone's surprise and relief, it was just the Weasley twins.

¨Bloody hell, you could have been more careful, you Weasleys don't know how to live without making noise do you?¨ one of your friends asked.

None of you have actually interacted with them, but you sure liked to stare at George from a distance, see the softness of his hair, how he is always laughing, even trying to steal glances from him in between the halls or at meals. 

¨Well there is no fun in being cautious all the time, is it?¨ Fred replied while his twin smirked from his side.

You heard the small talk that came from your side, but were more focused on the twin you'd been eyeing for some time now. You wondered if he even knew who you were, ¨definitely not¨ you thought to yourself. 

¨should we keep going on this nightly quest?¨ George offered to everyone and took you out of your daydreaming.

Your friends and the twins kept going to the kitchen, there was some laughter here and there, but you all managed to stay as quietly as you could. In that time your mind was all over George Weasley, you wanted so badly to say something but didn't know exactly what.

¨Hey you are the only one who hasn't spoken in all this time, 'cat got you're tongue?¨ 

HE asked you, laughing a bit, suddenly you felt all red and out of breath.

¨Well I'm not a person of many words¨ you spoke softly since you still didn't want to make much noise.

¨Come on don't lie to me, I've seen you laugh and talk nineteen to the dozen¨ he told you with a big smirk on his face.

You tried covering your red face, he was indeed watching you, what were the odds ?!

You wanted to talk to him but you soon realized your destiny was in front of you and your friends were already urging you to come take bottles with you, so with a small gesture of your hands and a smile you left George there, watching you from the distance waving goodbye too.

Timothy Ship compilation featuring: His drawn on stache he totally has, trust 🤞

@jegulus-microfic November 9, Word count 255

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Gryffindor trounced Slytherin in their first match. Regulus’s replacement didn’t spot the snitch once, and as their chasers failed to work together, Gryffindor pulled so far ahead that even if they had caught the snitch, they still wouldn’t have won the game. 

Regulus wore James’s Quidditch shirt, and Remus wore the Gryffindor/Slytherin Black shirt, with Sirius wearing its twin. The crowd had gone wild when Sirius flew out wearing it again. 

The party after their enormous. Bigger than even Sirius’s birthday. There were students from all four houses. It was crazy the amount of unity created when Regulus was kicked off the Slytherin team. 

McGonagall eventually came in and told everyone to go to bed. She seemed shocked by how many students weren’t a part of her house. She didn’t even take points or give detentions for being out of their common rooms after curfew. 

Sirius bounded over to him as they made their way up the spiral staircase. “You know what this means, don’t you?” James looked at him quizzically, and Regulus groaned under his arm. 

“That’s right, Reggie, it's afterparty time!” He crowed, pulling two bottles of Firewhisky out from under his robes. James took one gamely and took a large gulp of the burning alcohol. Regulus snatched it from his hands and took an even longer pull from the bottle, sticking his fingers up at his brother as he walked into their dorm room. “Yes, Reggie!” Sirius yelled excitedly after him. James would have to be very quiet in the morning.