𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 [𝙴𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐]

𝙳𝚊𝚍 𝙹𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 {𝙶𝚎𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚢} ✔︎

George Weasley x Reader
Age: 17
House: Your choice
Blood status: Your choice
Year: 6th
Word count: 422
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You walk out the bathroom after brushing your teeth, "Why don't fish play basketball?" You asked your boyfriend George. He gave you a confused look so you finished the joke, "Because their afraid of the net." You said then did the little laugh thing, making George laugh.

"The joke you said was absolutely corny, the laugh is what got me." He said pulling by your waist and into the bed giving you a kiss.

"Come, let's go to breakfast." He said getting off the bed.

"I'll meet you down there." You said, "okay." He said then left.

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"Georgie you should tie your shoes I don't want you falling for anyone else." You said then raised your eyebrows, squinted your eyes, and bite your bottom lip. (The f-boy face)

"You wouldn't be able to pull absolutely nobody." George laughed.

"I can pull people for sure! Look who I pulled and look who you pulled." You smirked at him.

"If anything that's proves I can pull."

"I can pull people look." You said, George's face dropped thinking you were going to flirt with someone else to prove a point.

You pulled his arm, "See I can pull." You said with a satisfied face.

"Just Fred casually third wheeling." Harry laughed.

"The story of my life-" Fred said. "Will take you home!" You sang terribly. Fred didn't even mean the song, but that's what you thought off.

"You can't talk about us Harold. I see you and young ginger holding hands under the table." You said eating a piece of your bacon. (Sorry if you don't eat meat 💀)

"H-how?" Ginny asked curious of how you knew since no one else did.

"She knows everything, but when it comes to school work." Hermione said.

"Real shady in this Great Hall." You said.

"You better not be touching on my sister, Harold." Fred and George warned in unison.

"For the last time, it's Harry. H-A-R-R-Y, Harry! Not Harold." Harry said.

"All I heard was, "It's, blah blah blah, Harold."" You smirked.

"I hate it here." Harry sighed.

You looked at George, George looked at Fred and you all had the same joke in mind but decided against it as it would be too harsh.

"Hermione whats Harry's real name?" Ron asked. "Oh! It's Harold." She said raising up from her book.

"Told ya!"

Authors Note: I have no idea what this is.