You and George had decided to spend the day indulging in a creative date, and you'd decided on clay artistry. The kitchen table in the Burrow was covered in an array of colors and materials, ready for your messy endeavors.

As you both took your seats, the excited energy between you was palpable. George had enthusiastically agreed to the clay date, his eyes already roaming over the materials and supplies laid out in front of him. "So, what're we making first?" he asked, turning to you with a wicked glint in his eye.

You chuckled, his enthusiasm contagious. "Well, I thought we could try something simple and cute to start. How about some adorable animal figurines?"

George nodded, his expression serious as he considered your suggestion. "Cute animals, huh? I think I can handle that." He rolled up his sleeves, his hands already stretching out towards the mound of clay. He picked up a piece and started molding it in his hands.

As the two of you worked, a comfortable silence settled between you. George's concentration was solely focused on his work, his brow furrowed and tongue slightly sticking out.

Although his face was serious, you couldn't help but secretly find it adorable. Occasionally, he would glance over to see what you were working on, only to refocus on his own messy creation.

As the time passed, you noticed that your creations were starting to take shape, resembling the inspiration you had in mind. However, George's was beginning to look a bit... unique.

But George seemed oblivious to the differences, completely absorbed in his own world as he molded and shaped the clay with focused determination.

George beamed with pride as he held up his finished creation, his arms spread wide to present it to you. "Ta-da!" he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling. "What do you think?"

You studied the creation, trying to maintain a neutral expression. The shape was nothing like the inspiration you had, but there was definitely some resemblance, if you squinted hard enough.