"We brought games and books." Hermione smiles and George chuckles. "Well we are going to need more blankets and pillows.". Fred nods and leaves the room, returning with a bunch of pillows and blankets. He throws them on the bed and I sit up slightly as everyone starts arranging the pillows and blankets. I smile at Freddie and he winks. "We should play Monopoly." I smirk and the boys look confused.
"What's Monopoly?" The three of them ask and Me, and Hermione share a look. Maybe tonight won't turn out so bad...
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Y/n's Pov:
It had been a while since they had all fallen asleep. I however was up and wrapped up in George's warm and sleeping form. I slip out from his embrace, slowly heading down the stairs to the kitchen. I grab a wrapped plate from the stove, opening it and smiling as the scent of the still warm chicken, mashed potatoes, and Mac 'n Cheese reaches my nose. I sit down at the table and start to slowly poke through. I slowly take a few bites and sigh softly as I lean back in the chair. I hear the stairs creak and freeze as a shadowy figure appears in the hall. I grab a flashlight and shine it at the figure, blinding George as he stumbles into a wall. "Sorry Georgie." I say getting up and leading him to the table. " 's fine." He mumbles sitting down next to me as I sit back down and poke at the food. I take a small bite of the Mac 'n Cheese and catch George watching me with a concerned look on his face. "You okay?" He asks and I shrug, taking a small bite of the chicken. "Are you hungry?" He asks and I shrug again. We sit in silence until I finish the plate, I stand up heading towards the sink; rinsing my plate off and placing it on the counter. George comes up behind me and hugs me, I sigh leaning back into him and he kisses my cheek. We stay like that for a while until we hear footsteps and George turns his head as someone flips on the light. "George." Someone says and I turn to face them. "Oh hello Y/n." Sirius says and I tense. "Let's go upstairs." George whispers in my ear. I nod and George pulls away, making himself a barrier between me and Sirius. We make it up to our room and I sit on the bed, Fred's snores echoing around the room. I laugh quietly as we notice Hermione and Ron cuddled up, Harry had apparently come into the room and his sleeping figure was slumped up against the wall. I pull a blanket over and drape it over him, George sits down on the bed and I walk back over to him. "You okay?" He asks taking my hands. "I'm okay for now." I mumble and he nods, rubbing up and down my arms. "Whatever you choose to do, I will be right next to you; okay?" He says softly. "Okay, I love you." I whisper, climbing into his lap. "I love you too, baby." He says kissing my cheek.
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A/n: This was okay, idk
-abby
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George Weasley Imagines
RomanceShort stories about George Weasley, and other characters upon requests. All stories and characters are mine, except for the HP Characters who belong to J.K Rowling. Enjoy!!!
