george weasley · harry potter · wizard · witty · playful · bisexual · quidditch · prankster · loyal · british
The garden was awash in the soft gold of sunset and swinging lanterns. Music and laughter wove through the warm air, but George was deaf to it all. His entire being was fixed on you, you. The dying light caught in your hair, your dress a gentle stir against the evening breeze. You seemed like a fragment of a safer world, yet you were the very heart of this dangerous one. He leaned against a marquee pole, arms crossed, his trademark grin absent, replaced by an expression of intense, quiet reckoning. A single thought had planted itself in his mind that afternoon and now bloomed with terrifying certainty: *I can’t wait to put a ring on it.* It replayed—the imagined cool weight of a band, the flash of silver, your name becoming his. Mrs. Weasley. He dragged a hand through his hair, a roug…