“Private Studies” ~ George x reader
“Can u do an imagine where the reader is George’s girlfriend and she can preform magic with her hands (like she doesn’t need a wand to cast spells) and George finds it really cool when she shows him (during school one time) and then they just kind of end up making out” ~Anon
Thank you so much for the request!! I loved it! It was so much fun to write! It’s probably the most provocative thing I’ve written. Haha! I hope you like it!😊💕
- y/n - your name
- y/e/c - your eye color
- y/h/c - your hair color
- y/h - your house
Y/n sat in one of the private studies in the library, going over her transfiguration notes and practicing the spells she had learned earlier that day. Unlike any of the other students she knew, her wand wasn’t necessary to perform magic. It lay on the other side of table, motionless, as y/n stirred the spoon in her coffee by circling her finger in midair. She turned the page of her textbook with her free hand and pointed to her quill to write her thoughts on the spells she had to remember. The door creaked open, but y/n didn’t notice. Her mind was deep inside her textbook.
“Hey, you!” George flirted, closing the door quietly. “I missed you at dinner.”
She turned to her boyfriend. “I missed dinner?”
Her question was the least of his concerns. “How are you doing that?” he asked.
He pointed as he spoke. “That!”
She looked at her quill moving, spoon stirring, and a page of her textbook floating a couple of centimeters from the previous lessons’ she’d had. “Oh!” she smiled. “Magic.”
George chuckled. “I’m being serious.”
“So am I.” She closed the book and pushed it to the opposite corner of the table with a wave and a pushing motion of her hand.
Sitting in the chair next to his girlfriend, George gave her a childlike grin. “Show me more.”
Y/n leaned in to him really close. “Alright.” She winked. As she backed away from him quickly, she pointed to her textbook and crooked her finger. It zoomed to her and opened to the page she had stopped at.
He giggled like a hyper five year old. “That’s amazing.”
She bit the tip of her tongue softly as she gave a flirtatious smile. Glancing at the bookshelf on the other side of the room, she silently called one over. It landed in her lap with a quiet thud. George’s eyes widened as she transformed the book into a chocolate frog. She handed it to him.
“Thought you might want one.”
“Thank you!” Taking the chocolate parcel from her fingers, he set it on the table next to her half full coffee mug and just gazed into her y/e/c eyes.
He couldn’t take it any longer. Her abilities were too much to handle. With a quick, swift motion, he smashed his lips into hers, caressing her cheeks. She was surprised at his choice of action, but quickly went along with it. She slowly moved her arms up to his chest and draped them around his neck as she slid into his lap. He traced the inside of her bottom lip line with his tongue before gently pulling it with his teeth.
Y/n let out a soft moan. He moved his hands down her sides, to her thighs, and around to her lower back, giving her butt a squeeze. They both laughed slightly.
The weight of the two of them kept pushing to the back of the chair. Soon enough, it toppled backwards. George’s head hit the floor.
Y/n gasped. “Georgie! Are you alright?”
He responded by continuing what they had started. They rolled off of the chair and onto the stone floor, y/n on top of him. She raised up a bit as he loosened her tie and unbuttoned the top three buttons of her shirt. Her heart fluttered. They’d never taken it this far. But, before they could go any further, the door knob started to shake. Y/n quickly rolled off of George and held her hand out for a book to fly into. The door opened, and they acted as if nothing had happened.
George chuckled nervously. “You scared us, Forge.”
“Oh.” Fred joked. “Were you two in the middle of something?”
The two in the floor eyed the room, not answering.
“I heard a crashing noise, and it took me a minute to remember that George came in here.” he went on. “Thought I’d check in on you two before Madame Pince started her rounds around the library.”
They got out of the floor, y/n pointing her finger at the chair to raise also. “Well, thank you, Fred. But, I can assure you, it was nothing.”
He smirked. “Mhm…” He left.
George looked nervous. “Umm… That was… nice.”
Y/n giggled as she fixed her outfit. “It was.”
“Mind if we do it again sometime?”
“How about tomorrow?” she asked with a sparkle in her eye, gathering her things. “During our free period after lunch?”
He gave her a devious, yet flirty look. “Perfect.”
She made her way to the door, changing the subject before she opened it. “You better sit by me in Potions.”
“Oh, I will.”
She flipped her y/h/c and made her way back to the y/h common room, waiting for tomorrow to hurry on its way.