Fred And George Weasley Novels & Stories

Wade hastily covered his face and said, "Uncle George! Frederick and his people barged in, claiming this room as their own!" George's legs had been broken by Frederick, and his hatred for Frederick was profound; seeing him now was like meeting a sworn enemy. "Frederick, you dare come to Stanva City? And you even dare steal a room in Monroe Pavilion and cause such chaos? You're begging for punishment!" That's when Scarlett stepped forward, and the Draken Order was thrust in George's direction. "Open your eyes wide! See what this is, and then take your sniveling nephew and get out of my private room!"

I said. “They are working together,” he said. “I know, and I wonder why,” I said. “To distract you, you are trying to take down Jasper while safely keeping the pack, so that way your attention is not on her,” George said. “Who is he?” Duncan asked. I smiled. “I am George, Selena’s younger brother,” he said, smiling at Duncan. I rolled my eyes. “He is the warlock,” I said. “Oh, nice to meet you,” Duncan said, outstretching his hand, and they shook hands. I saw Odin coming towards us.

Lydia said to George. “And Rowan, this is George.” George burst into laughter immediately “So this is the Rowan?” “George stop!” Lydia warned. She turned to Rowan “He is my childhood friend.” “Tall, brown hair, blue eyes…I can see why you are obsessed with him..” George smiled, scanning Rowan from head to toe. “Stop it!” “Mm obsessed” Rowan was lost. “Yeah, she was screaming your…” Lydia grabbed some pancakes and squeezed a lot of them in George's mouth before he could complete his statement.

The rest followed behind. "Once we were out, George caught up to me. "Summer, look, I know this is stressful for you. But just give it a shot. Who knows? He might actually turn out to be your knight in shining armor." He offered a encouraging smile, then turned to Kingsley, extending a hand. "I'm George, by the way." "Kingsley," he replied, shaking it. "Take care of my friend," George said, giving Kingsley a knowing look. "I’ll leave you two to talk things out." Without another word, he grabbed Felix by the jacket and started hauling him away.

He turned to George with the same pleading look, I hate to see any him look pathetic even though I love making people feel pathetic and inferior to me, I could never bare to see such look from my family members ever except George who was so fun to tease George on the other hand just sat still like a statue I guess he was going to miss Stacy his longtime crush and a close friend that he never had the heart to ask out, the whole lot was still hard to get down for fifteen year old George Richwood, his short wavy hair sat messy as if a raccoon had a run it, his almond shaped eyes glowing bright with tears if it had been some other time I would have taken a picture but now just the thought of li