A/N: Hello, and welcome to another HP fic of mine. For those of you who know me, hey there! Also, a little message to anyone who was reading my other fic "Fancy A Bad Holiday?", that story has been deleted due to poor planning on my behalf and terrible writing skills. The plot is also too visible, which is always boring. I mean, who wants to read a story where its all cliché? (cough, Twilight saga, cough)
I've never actually considered writing a George x OC, im mostly working on stories for Dramione (they haven't been uploaded to the site yet) so when I read a George x OC fic I was very inspired by it to write my own. In this, George is very protective of Belinda, and he doesn't realise he loves her for a while, and Belinda doesn't realise she loves him, at the moment she's just majorly crushing on him. Yeah, just in case any of the below story doesn't make any sense, I added that info. Well, they're actually not in love, but they do fall in love... Wait, no they are in love, no not really, well sort've. Okay im not sure how to describe it, you'll just have to read and describe for yourself.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter (sadly)
"George!" She exclaimed, whirling around to face him. His gentle brown eyes that were normally filled with such humor, were instead filled with worry and annoyance. "What do you think you're doing?" said George, his eyes flashing with anger. Belinda, however, was too busy drinking in his appearance to acknowledge his question. His fiery red hair was messy, his figure was muscular and handsome, his lips were a pale red colour, his nose was so perfect and his cheeks were slightly pink from running.
"Linda!" His sweet voice interrupted her thoughts and she blinked before locking her own misty-blue eyes to his. "I asked, what do you think you're doing?" George sounded very frustrated. "I'm fighting for Harry, what does it look like?" said Belinda in a mock-annoyed tone. George's eyes bulged and his grip on her wrist tightened considerably, making her want to wail for him to let go, but she refused to show weakness in front of her best friend who would most likely tease her afterwards about it. "Get. Out. Of. Here," George ground out between clenched teeth. She found the strength to rip her arm free of his hand and she massaged the red marks left behind whilst glaring at him.
"I am of age, George, you don't control me," said Belinda. George rolled his eyes.
"Come on Belinda, we're in the middle of a war I don't have time for this. Go!" said George, waving his hands at her to go. She twirled her raven black hair, which was held in a ponytail, around her finger and stared back defiantly. "No, George. I want to fight," she hissed back, stepping away from him. "Not you or anyone else is going to sto-" she suddenly stopped talking and rose her wand hand, flicking it in a quick motion. "Petrificus totalus!" She shouted, and the spell hit the death eater before he could respond. He fell back, frozen. George whirled around and let out a low growl. "See, this is why you should leave, people will kill you, Linda. You're my best friend, I can't loose you," he grumbled. Belinda's heart thudded in her chest, but she decided to ignore him. She quickly rushed over to the death eater's side, pulled up the mask and crunched her foot onto his nose.
Carefully, she waved her wand and muttered, "Levicorpus," flipping his body upside down. She flicked her wand towards the window and dangled him outside it. Suspending him there with some ropes (conjured by her wand) attached to a gargoyle's head, she began running towards the sound of shouting. "Belinda!" George called after her and she heard his footfalls against the marble floors. She skidded around a corner and was confronted with a huge fight.
She saw Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, a few boys from Ravenclaw and Cho Chang. "Stupefy!" She screamed, brandishing her wand at a death eater who had pointed his at Cho. He was thrown back against the wall and knocked out. "Move!" She yelled at the Hogwartian's, and they quickly obliged. The death eater's, confused by the Hogwart's students sudden retreat turned to her and all rose their wands. "REDUCTO!" Belinda's voiced echoed throughout the hall and the wall above the death eater's collapsed on them. There was a few short nods from Ginny, Cho and Luna before they all took off.
Yet again a hand latched onto her wrist and she was pulled into George's chest. "Please go, Lin," George's voice breathed in her ear. "Please," but she would not crumble. She pulled free and grinned at George. "C'mon Georgie, we'll be fine. Let's go kick some ass," said Belinda, and George nodded his head with a weak smile. Belinda then turned and raced down another corridor, George close behind. The duo fired off stunning, disarming and petrifying spells at an alarming rate as they dashed through the corridors and down to the Great Hall, were most of the fighting was being done.
"Stupefy!" Belinda stunned one death eater after the next, whirling around and around hitting them all.
"Crucio!" She heard, and it felt as if a million knives were being dug into her skin. She let out a scream of agony and fell to the ground, writhing. There was laughter above her and a silver mask swam in her view, before the pain suddenly stopped and she looked up to see George grinning at her, though his eyes were filled with horror. Carefully, he pulled her up and led her away from the Great Hall, much to her protest. She wrenched free and turned to go back in, but was suddenly surrounded by death eater's. "George," she hissed, grabbing his hand.
"Avada Ca-"
"Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy!" Her voice wrang out as she whirled around and hit stunned death eater's with a jet of red light. George was quick to follow in her lead but not before another raised his wand.
"Av-"
"Petrificus Totalus!" A familiar male voice shouted, and the last death eater fell forwards and hit the ground with a thud.
"Fred!" Belinda squealed, rushing to his side and enveloping him in a hug. "Oh my gosh, Fred, oh my- oh merlin's beard look at you!" She began brushing off his clothes like she was his grandma. He laughed merrily and shrugged her off carefully. "C'mon, Linnie-"
"Don't call me-" She protested.
"We're in the middle of a war, no time for that," he chuckled. Belinda rested her hands on her hips, opening her mouth before she spotted more death eater's and Hogwartian's running along and battling. "Avada cadavra!" One of them called, and the three watched helplessly as Anthony Goldstein crumbled dead to the ground.
"YOU BASTARD!" Belinda screamed, running at the death eater. "PETRIFICUS TOTALUS!" She shouted, and turned to another death eater that raised his own wand.
"Stupefy!"
"Protego!" Her spell rebounded and she had to dive to the side to narrowly avoid her own spell. Lifting her wand up, she cast the first spell that came to mind, "Incendio!" She shouted, and he let out a shriek as his robes lit. "Expelliarmus!" She continued, and his wand flew over to the ground beside her. She dove for it, but her fingers were crushed by another death eater's foot. She looked up into blue eyes behind the mask.
"You filthy little mudblood," Lucuis Malfoy's voice came from behind the mask. The other death eater grabbed his wand and pointed it at Belinda.
"Petrificus Totalus!" George shouted, and was followed by a 'stupefy' from Fred directed at Lucius. Both men fell backwards, and Belinda leapt up. Her fingers were crushed badly by his foot, and she kicked Lucius in the head for it. "Stupid old git," she muttered, before looking up to the other members of both light and dark still fighting. "Stupefy!" She cast at one of them, and Fred and George did the same for the other two.
"Thanks!" Ernie Macmillan beamed at them, before charging down the hall to more death eater's, followed closely by Hannah Abbot and another Hufflepuff they didn't recognise.
George's hand carefully took her crushed one in his own and he shook his head. "C'mon, lets go to the hospital wing," said George, but Belinda shook her head 'no'.
"The healer's have better things to do then heal my hand," she protested, but the twin's were having none of it. They whisked her along secret corridors and past battling groups, before Fred had to take care of a death eater that attempted to kill them. "Just a quick fix," a young healer with blond hair said after examining Belinda's fingers. "Episkey," he murmured, waving his wand over them. There were several sickening crunches and sharp pains in her hand, before her fingers looked good as new. "There, that should be-"
"JIM NEW PATIENT GET OVER HERE!" An angry looking brunette girl screeched at him, and he quickly obliged. Belinda got up and left the hospital wing, followed by a silent Fred and George. Belinda turned around and fixed them both with a serious look. "Come on, no more babying me. Im not a child, I can take care of my self. What's important right now is that we fight for whats good, and if that means getting killed then so help me im willing to die," said Belinda. George frowned but Fred cracked a grin at her.
"Always had a fiery spirit," he commented, and Belinda rolled her eyes but smiled weakly anyway.
"Honestly, Fred, this is no time for jokes. I suggest we split, George you go left, ill go right, Fred you go straight forwards. See you on the other side of this war," she felt a single tear slip down her face but she swiped it away swiftly. Before she knew it, her two red-headed best friend's were hugging her. "See you," Fred waved and ran straight ahead. Belinda watched him go before turning and starting down the right corridor. "Goodbye, George," she called over her shoulder, and he smiled softly at her.
"Bye, Linda," he called back, before they both left each other for what may be the very last time.
A/N: And there you have it, the beginning of what I hope will be a great story. This is going to be quite a long story, so hopefully you'll hang in for the long ride. (When I say long I mean 15-25 chapters. Long enough?) I'd appreciate some feed-back on what it's like so far. If I have any major grammar or spelling mistakes, please let me know. I try not to make mistakes, but sometimes I do. Also, not having capitals at the end of a dialogue like: "Dialogue here," is not in-correct grammar. If it has a full stop (or ! or ?) then it has capitals afterwards. E.G. "Always had a fiery spirit," he commented. "Always had a fiery spirit." He commented. Get it? Get it? Got it? Good.
Until next time,
xx Molly.
