↳ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 ༉‧₊˚✧ "And he looked at me like there was something worth looking at." Having the feelings she couldn't let go of, the string that was tied between them didn't want to be cut, and the love in her heart hurt. 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐊𝐘. Harry Potter was the one person she hated most in her entire life. Walburga Black had warned her that she would not be able to handle him. However, how can she resist 'the chosen one'?. Her life is as if it were a waterfall, flowing downstream. He was able to freeze it. ──────────── ―𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧！ !𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐗 𝐅𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤'𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐨𝐭 cover made by me.

Y/n Cordelia Granger lived a happy but simple life in the suburbs of London with her parents and younger sister, Hermione, until her 11th birthday. As the day's sun beamed overhead, the young girl was covered in its light that glimmered with the promise of new opportunities. The golden rays on her face and pinching tightness in her stomach pulled her back to her home and inside her back door. On the other side, an older woman with a wrinkled face and kind eyes stood awaiting her approach. Each crease told a story Y/n longed to discover, but couldn't understand the language of until the older woman handed her a letter. The pages were yellow with age and curled up at the end as a result of fuss from the long journey the paper had made just to reach her. However as Y/n's eyes devoured the words carefully scrawled in black ink, she realized what she held in her hands was far more than a letter. It was an entirely new world to her, and it awaited her arrival. George Fabian Weasley, on the other hand, had always known he was a wizard just as he'd always known the sky was blue. Growing up at the Burrow, magic was as common a sight as loud conversation with raucous laughter and delicious homemade meals accompanied by his mum's lovingly chiding voice. He'd gone to King's Crossing come each September 1st since he and his twin brother Fred were just wains in their mum's arms. While red hair sprouted atop their scalps and their smiles hastily turned from mere innocence to mischief, three of their older brothers started their magical education. For these reasons, it came as no surprise to either of the twins when they received a letter on their 11th birthday admitting them to Hogwarts. But what neither Y/n nor George knew was that on the other side of the Great Hall's grand double doors lay the rest of their lives: intertwined together by the red string of fate and defined by harrowing tragedies that would haunt them and a devout love that would keep them ablaze.

(george weasley x reader) raison d'être: (n) a reason for existing For the witches and wizards of Hogwarts, "spells" were those cast by wands crafted from ancient trees and magical creatures. For George Weasley, however, "spells" were the trances he'd enter any time Y/N L/N looked in his direction. <><><><><> Story Notes: • actual story starts in their 3rd year • (kind of) follows original plot • he fell first, she fell harder (but like lowkey he prob fell harder) A/N: In honor of everyone reminiscing over DracoTok and Fall 2020, I'm editing and completing an old drafted story.