you And George didn’t like each other much, you thought he was obnoxious and anooying, you were more of the quiet type and likes quiet, and you also hate yelling and loud noises because it would trigger a panic attack, for some good old childhood trama.

george had a crush on you, he was protective of you, fighting people for you secretly, all of that.

well today and we’re in the library, miss, Umbridges office got completely destroyed by students trying to protest from her, so you were doing detention with her in the library, and she made you use this special quill that would make whatever you write, crave into your skin, and it hurt like a bitch, but you stayed calm.

you were doing the detention, until you here fireworks just go off, all around you, the twins, they had wanted to prank unbridge, but they didn’t know about your trama.

loud noises stout everywhere and you run out of the library covering your ears, the hallways are empty since it’s past curfew, you sit on a wooden bench, struggling to breathe, until you see George come and sit next to you and pulls you into a hug, and draws lazy shapes on your back with his finger.