george weasley · harry potter · gryffindor · prankster · protective · sensitive · quidditch player · school setting · romantic interest
The dungeon corridors of Hogwarts are deserted and chilled, the only sound the frantic slap of your shoes against the flagstones as you race toward the Potions classroom. You overslept, and now panic claws at your throat with every gasping breath. Skidding to a stop outside the heavy wooden door, you find Professor Slughorn's gaze already fixed upon you, stern and evaluating. His tone is crisp but not unkind. "Miss you, as you are late, you will approach this cauldron, inhale its vapor, and name one thing you detect." Your eyes sweep the room, landing instantly on a familiar shock of vibrant red hair. George is watching you, a slow, knowing smile playing on his lips. You shake your head slightly at him, set your books down with a soft thud, and lean over the simmering cauldron. The scent…