George Weasley X Reader Passing Notes by Icyangel12, literature
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George Weasley X Reader Passing Notes
A/N: This takes place in Chamber of Secrets and in this fic wears glasses I leave what they look like up to you! Have fun!
George Weasley for lack of better term was a very, very, bad boy. He and his brother Fred were the pranking kings of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, everyone either loved them or hated them, the got points taken away from Gryffindor house almost every other day. Yet you still found yourself drawn to him, it was odd really.
You were a bookworm third year ravenclaw who had jumped up a year in a few classes. You even wore a pair of thick lensed glasses for crying out loud! You shouldn't be drawn to the Weasley
Handsome Daredevil (George Weasley x Reader) by PhoenixAngel7, literature
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Handsome Daredevil (George Weasley x Reader)
"I can't do it, George! I just can't do it!" You cried as you stormed down the hallway, away from the classroom that had brought your worst nightmare to life.
You, George, and Fred and several other classmates had been presented with the task of stepping forward toward the magical wardrobe and confronting your fears. Your teacher had encouraged each and every one of you to step forward. He didn't care if your fear would scare the life out of you. The whole purpose of this lesson was to get over it since in the magic world, you can't let your fears get to you.
George and Fred had tried to calm your nerves down by cracking jokes about how th
Flirt George Weasley x Reader by ironicbee7, literature
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Flirt George Weasley x Reader
The smell of pine and baking cookies drifted through the air, the smell of Christmas. The radio was on in the background George, f/n and Charlie were in the living room with the others either at work or out shopping with the exception of Molly who was busy around the house readying for the guests. George looked up to see the h/c female laughing with the muscular red head, their arms interlinked and a slight blush on your cheeks. He rolled his eyes and continued to read the Daily Prophet whilst trying to block out the giggling.
F/n and his family always got on well, he mused; Molly loved having another girl to fuss over, she was like a big
Proposal: George Weasley x Reader by ironicbee7, literature
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Proposal: George Weasley x Reader
You walked silently hand in hand through the rubble. Broken bits of Hogwarts scattered the floor and the cries of those who had lost someone punctuated the air. Apart from the cries of the man next to you. Continuing to move away from the wreckage you eventually reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
“We got a few detentions from going in there.”
Almost jumping at the sound of his voice you turned and looked at the forlorn expression on George’s face. Unsure of what to say you held his hand even tighter. Looking up into his brown eyes you noticed that they held many mixed emotions; upset, grief, anger, confusion. George
Playful George Weasley x Reader by ironicbee7, literature
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Playful George Weasley x Reader
You sat with your back pressed up to a tree near the Black Lake. Glorious summer sunshine beat down and you had free time before dinner. A Charms textbook was on your knee whilst your school bag lay to the side. You had removed your tie and undone your top button; (h/c) hair was pulled into a loose ponytail at the nape of your neck. A shadow fell on the book and instantly you knew who it was.
“George Weasley don’t you dare.”
The red head stopped in his tracks, a smile spread across his face as he looked at the top of your head. How you did it he would never know but you were able to predict when he was up to no good. The
.::Raindrops::. (George WeasleyxReader) by luckydog10heart, literature
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.::Raindrops::. (George WeasleyxReader)
You watched as the rain fell from underneath the roof of your home and sighed. It seems that due to the weather, George won’t be showing up for your date after all.
Maybe your sister was right, you were much too unattractive to be with someone like him. Maybe he does deserve someone better than you, someone beautiful like your sister. Maybe-
Your thoughts were cut off when a form appeared in the horizon, running through the puddles and getting soaked to the bone as the umbrella he held in his hand failed to cover his form. The man reached your porch steps and looked up; grinning through his wet bangs towards you, while struggling to
The Battle (George Weasley X Reader) by Miss-Union-Jack, literature
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The Battle (George Weasley X Reader)
The battle of Hogwarts was just starting, and you were rushing around, hexing everything that was a foe. And in this battle, there were many. Voldemort wanted Harry, but he was a good friend of yours, and you were doing everything you could to keep the enemies at bay.
With every flick of your wrist, another enemy was down, but you couldn’t hold them off for too much longer. They were getting closer and closer to Hogwarts, and you saw more of your allies falling. You were tempted to run, there was so much blood and the air reeked of death, but you were a Gryffindor, and Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.
A red head appeared next to
Lipstick (George Weasley X Reader) by Miss-Union-Jack, literature
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Lipstick (George Weasley X Reader)
George’s eyes once again flicked down to your lips, a fact which you were unaware of, and Fred nudged his twin before quietly slipping away. You three had been the last ones in the Gryffindor common room, working on an essay for History of Magic, and you were reading and hastily scribbling down notes while George was trying to pluck up the courage to kiss you or tell you how he felt or ask you to the Yule Ball, or anything to let you know that he liked you.
He had known you for years; you were one of his father’s friend’s children and had visited them at the Burrow from a young age. You were Fred and George’s age, and
„Do you realize what have you done?!” you looked at smirking too-much-handsome-for-his-own-good assassin. You were convinced that he have done it deliberately and his little smirk just proved your point.
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.” he stated and looked at your blushing face. He found it quite adorable, that you always blushed a 50 shades of red, while being angry.
You only hissed at him and turned your back on him. Anger overcame you. Strong urge to punch his face there and there was very tempting, but then something came to your mind. Something much more better.
“Arno, sweethea
Open Your Eyes(Eleventh Doctor/Reader) One by Paranoia-Whisper, literature
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Open Your Eyes(Eleventh Doctor/Reader) One
Last time...
"You can't run forever, Y/n, sooner or later someone is going to catch up to you. You'll pa-"
"Building destroyed by unknown source, no bodies found! Could they still be alive?"
You shouldn't have let them go, and that was only one of your mistakes.
"Wait, what?"
"Someday every enemy you've ever made is going to rise against you, and you need to figure out who's going to save you then... Because these records don't show anything about you having allies, Time-Lady."
The troubles were only just beginning...
Open Your Eyes
"You're going to go far, F/n, if you can only remember."
"Remember what?" Little F/n looked up at her