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Prompt: “SHE WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!”

Pairing: George Weasley x Ravenclaw!Reader

Word Count: 1082

Warnings: Bad writing, fluffy ending

Synopsis: Reader is in love with Fred (or is she), George is in love with reader

“SHE WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!” George screamed. Fred looked at him in disbelief. “She’s been in love with you since year 3, of course it was because of you. You’ve been waving Katie Bell around in her face like it wouldn’t affect Y/N.” George explained.

Fred sat down on the common room couch. With his head in his hands he mumbled, “I didn’t know. How could I have known that?” he questioned his twin. George sat down beside him, “Have you never noticed she spends any free time she has with you? Or the way she speaks so fondly about you? Are you really that oblivious? I would do anything to be in your place,” George explained hesitantly.

The older boy turned to look at the younger, “THAT’S why I never pursued her, I thought she was just getting close to me to be closer to you! I knew how you felt about her mate, I wouldn’t step on any toes.”

George took it all in, thinking about the girl who was always on his mind. He knew that Y/N fancied his brother, all the girls did. She even told him last night. Although what had transpired right before that, changed his viewpoint of everything. What did Fred have that he didn’t?

They both stood up.

The boys looked at each other. “We have to find her,” they said in union.

They left their common room in search for their favorite Ravenclaw. They checked the library first, as she may have forgotten the whole thing and continued with her studies instead. When they didn’t see a flash of scarlet colored hair, they carried on to the Ravenclaw quarters. They pestered some of the first years for the answer to the riddle to get in. The first years gave up the answer in no time, due to the twins’ intimidating height towering over them.

When the eagle asked, “Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?” the twins quickly answered, “A circle has no beginning.” The door then opened, and the boys rushed in, looking for their best friend. The common room filled with Ravenclaws studying and keeping busy. Not one looked like Y/N. They did spot your roommate Luna.

“Luna!” George exclaimed, “Have you seen Y/N anywhere? Did she come through here?”

Luna shook her head, “I’ve been deep in thought, I haven’t seen anyone or anything.”

The twins looked at each other in question. “I can check our room if you’d like,” Luna interrupted.

“Thanks, Luna, but we got it,” as they both ascended the steps to the dormitories.

You lay in your bed, tears stained on your face, cuddling a pillow. How could Fred do that, had George not told him how you felt? How could George have the audacity to kiss you knowing full well your feelings for his brother? Why did you enjoy it? Did all this time spent with George lead to you having real feelings for him rather than his brother? Was that shitty of you to think, or to feel? Maybe you did love George, after all. The both of you got on so well while Fred never gave you the time of day unless you were all together. Maybe George was the one for you.

Your head spun with the after affects of last nights alcohol and the thought of facing the both of them today. You couldn’t bring yourself to leave your room this morning.

Luckily for you, you didn’t have to make that decision of when to see the boys, because they came tumbling into your room.

You shot up and looked at the both of them, out of breath from frantically looking for you.

“Look boys, I don’t have the energy right now to talk about this,” you shook your head and laid back down.

You heard the door close softly and you rolled over to see if they had left. There stood George, without his other half. You were happy to see him rather than Fred, it was so much easier to talk to George. He made his way over to you and silently asked to sit on your bed, to which you nodded your head. Sitting down, he looked you in the eyes. He admired how the morning light through the windows made your eyes shine.

He sighed, “Y/N, look, about last night, I know I probably shouldn’t have done that. I know how you feel about Freddie. I didn’t mean to confuse any feelings you have or ruin our friendship. I never meant for it to happen, I take it back if I could,” he looked away from you toward the window.

The light of the morning made his fiery hair shine. You blushed as the thought crept into your head. Why were you hurt by him taking back his actions?

You reached for his had on the bed and took it in your own, “Georgie,” you said quietly, “why would you take it back?” you questioned. He looked at you for a moment and studied your face, what did your heart truly desire?

“Look,” he said as he squeezed your hand tighter, “all I want is the best for you, I would give you the whole world if I could. But what you want is Fred-“

“Well what if he’s not what I’ve been looking for and what I am has been right in front of me?” you interrupted. “Last night made me question a lot of things, and it probably confused you just as much as it’s confused me,” you looked up for confirmation. With a chuckle he replied, “Well yeah, girls are pretty confusing…” he trailed off. You smiled up at him, “I think I know what I really want now.”

“Oh yeah? And what’s that?” he asked you, brown eyes full of wonder.

“A repeat of last night, if you’ll let me,” you asked for consent.

His smile got so wide it looked like he didn’t have enough room on his face to keep it on. He leaned down to kiss you, his free hand cupping your cheek as the other still held yours in his. As your lips met for a second time, the same fireworks appeared as they had the first time. It let you know in your heart that this was the right choice for you, and hopefully for him.

Here we go! My first writing on this page. Let me know your thoughts. There will eventually be a part 2 to this so hang tight. This post is coming out on the 30th of January which is my 21st birthday so I’m going to need some time. :)

Prompt: “SHE WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!”

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Ravenclaw!Reader, George Weasley x Ravenclaw!reader

Word Count: 1220

Warnings: Bad writing, angst

Synopsis: Reader is in love with Fred, George is in love with reader

Part 2 Here: What a Plot Twist You Were Pt. II

The Gryffindor common room was filled with everyone from Slytherins to Hufflepuffs. It was the end of the year and the Weasley twins were throwing their annual end of quidditch season bash. No matter whose house won the cup or who came out last, everyone was there to celebrate the season. They managed to sneak in a keg of butterbeer and multiple handles of firewhiskey just for the occasion.

You had your fair share of drinks, it was the end of the season after all, why not celebrate?

You were dancing the night away with George, your best friend George. As much as you loved him, as a friend, you wish you were dancing with Fred. Fred was everything you wanted in a guy, tall, funny, carefree, and it also helped that he had gorgeous red hair. He was perfect in every way except he wouldn’t give you the time of day. Yes you were friends, but you wanted more.

On the other hand, George was loving the attention. As good of friends you two were, you would always tend to lean more toward his twin. He knew you loved him, like a friend, but not how you loved Fred.

George too also had a few too many drinks that night, they had a good run this quidditch season and he wasn’t one to turn down a celebration.

Swaying his hips and moving his head to the beat of the muggle music, he looked like a newborn giraffe, but he didn’t care. He was there to have fun and spend time with his crush.

He saw every glance you took to Fred and his girlfriend Katie Bell. He knew you were jealous of her, considering they had just met, and you have known the twins since forever. He knew how you felt. As much as you couldn’t see it, he knew you better than you knew yourself.

He looked at your blushed colored face, admired how her freckles still danced across your face even in the low light of the common room. The way your tongue stuck out slightly from your teeth as you smiled. How your hips swayed perfectly in rhythm with the music.

Looking up, you saw the way George was looking you up and down, not in a creepy way, but in an admiring way. Moving to the beat you started to admire George as well. You noticed how he was indeed quite similar to his twin, but not the same. His nose hooked slightly, and he had softer eyes. From a distance, you wouldn’t be able to tell the two apart, especially in your drunken state.

Your eyes met his and he started to lean down. You panicked for a split second before realizing that maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Not thinking of all the consequences this may have on your chances with his brother.

Your lips collided.

It was messy at first but slowly you both found a rhythm. He hesitantly put his hands on your hip, absolutely over the moon that this was happening.

As soon as it had started it was over as you pulled away. You looked up at him with some regret.

“Georgie you know how I feel about your brother,” you slurred through your lips, a hand full of firewhiskey. George looked at Y/N longingly, knowing full well already how she felt about his twin. He had wished she felt the same about her. He’s only been in love with her since their first year, ever since they met in their potions class.

“Trust me, I know,” he said sullenly.

Fred ran to you both in the middle of a song, Katie hot on his heels. He didn’t realize what he had interrupted, or you guess, just missed. “I LOVE THIS SONG!” he told you. They started to dance, getting a little too close for your liking. Him and Katie continued to dance in between you and George. George looked over the two of them at you, and saw how uncomfortable you were, it didn’t help that they began to make out right in front of you.

All of your feelings all came crashing down on you at once.

What did you just do.

On top of that Fred dancing with Katie in front of you was not helping.

You had to get out of there. Go anywhere but that room. You had to figure your feelings out before you even looked at them again. Tears started to form in your eyes, which didn’t go unnoticed to George.

With that, you set your bottle of firewhiskey down on a random table and dashed out of the room. Your drunken state didn’t help much getting back to your room.

Somehow you made it back and flung yourself under the covers, hoping this was all a bad dream.

 *Back at the Party*

George stood there, motionless, his feet glued to the ground. He didn’t know what just happened, what went through your head or where you went. All he knew was that he was still getting over the fact that you had just kissed. He had finally made a move and it paid off. Maybe you weren’t into Fred as much as he thought you were, or you said you were.

“George!” Fred yelled over the muggle music, “Where did Y/N go? I just saw her leave!”

George spun around at the call of his name, looking over at his brother, “I haven’t a clue,” he answered, “but it’s your fault.” And with that, he left to his room for the night. He figured he should leave you alone. He knew that he probably confused you more now with what he had done. He left Fred there confused, and he almost went after his brother, but Katie pulled him back to the dance floor, and quickly, Fred forgot about the whole thing.

In the morning, Fred had snuck Katie out of their dorm without waking anyone up. Except George. When the door shut as Fred walked back in, no girl in sight, that’s when George finally snapped.

“Why is it always you?” George asked the older boy, “you always get girls crawling all over you. Why couldn’t I just have this one?”

“Georgie what are you on about?” Fred replied, looking confused at his brother.

“Why do you think Y/N left last night Fred? It’s because you just dangle Katie in front of her face without thinking about how she feels about it! I would never do that to her!” he yelled.

“Why would Y/N care? She knows how much I fancy Katie, why would it matter? And for the record I wasn’t dangling anything, we were just dancing,” he answers.

“Let’s go to the common room, I don’t want to wake the whole house up,” George said as he pulled on a sweater and left the room. “You are so oblivious sometimes Fred,” he said as he passed him in the doorway.

“What are you talking about?” Fred questioned, following his brother down the steps.

“Y/N left last night because of you Fred, she was crying,” he explained to his brother.

“Why was she crying? I’ll set a firecracker off in their bed if they did anything to her,” Fred claimed.

“SHE WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!” George screamed.