George Weasley Ear Novels & Stories

George concluded. “We cannot just base our thoughts on mere assumption, I believe you should know that by now; we deal with facts” the wizard stated. “Jane, you said he had black eyes?” George asked again as he took out his pen and paper hoping to find a perfect picture for the description that was being made. “Yes, he was said to have worn dark long trench coat and not only dark trench coats, his hair was said to be messy” while Jane was explaining what she had heard, George was making a rough sketch hoping he would get it down perfectly.

I thought back to earlier that morning, the strangeness in Rael's voice after I offhandedly mentioned George. Why had both of them reacted? Unless… Alarm and warning filled me as I narrowed my eyes at the gamma and spoke. “What happened to George?”

He probably grew up angry and mad at the world to know his mother abandoned him. “This Taylor, does he have mismatched eyes?” he asked. “Yes,” she said. “Blue and green?” he asked. “Yes,” she said, turning to him. “He has a flute he sings with, which he always says is his most prized possession,” he said. She cried, nodding her head. George went quiet, staring at the wall. “Elora,” he whispered, standing up. Jane looked at him, surprised. “How do you know my middle name? Only Aelle and Taylor know that name,” she said, and I think realisation dawned on all of us.

I heard him chuckle at me entertained, I turned to him with an even bigger pout, he's a big meanie. "I'm not a meanie Nova" he says in an amused voice before pointing toward the mirror, I follow him there standing in front of the mirror. The first thing I saw was something over my head, I had ears! Wolf ears over my head, when I turned around I saw a tail! A wolf tail, I turned to him with a big frown now, this is all his fault. "What did you do?" I yell at him, I never had a tail or ears before.

George smiled at Wilbur. "What, don't recognize me?" Because of what happened with Botani, Wilbur was still wary of others. He looked coldly at George, saying, "Why should I? I've never seen you in these quarters before. Tell me who you are now!" George said, "Well, I've not seen you here before either, but you're definitely an interesting guy." Just then, Edmund, having sensed George's aura from the secret chamber, walked out. "Oh, it's you, Lord George."

I laughed, but paused before opening the door. “Are you a werewolf? Vampire? Dragon? Incubus? Wizard?” I asked, just to be safe. “What’s that?” he replied. “Nothing,” I chuckled nervously and got in. “Thanks a lot, mister. I won’t forget your kindness.” I smiled at him as he drove me to Greystone Falls. He nodded with a smile. But then... I noticed something strange about him—he only had one ear. That’s odd—for a human like me.

Blossom scoffed, turning to face the other direction. Gore didn't seem to be paying much attention to them. He was too busy smelling Harlow's hair. Gore nipped at Harlow's ear, causing her to shiver and something to tighten deep within her. "Gore, stop that," she tried to pull away. "What, this?" He nipped on her ear again. George leaning on the door, watching them in amusement. “Who would have thought that you two would--" George was cut off when the door opened, and he almost fell in.

She would often glance at her mentor/ crush as she took notice of more things about him. He wears eyeglasses, he has a distinct scar on the back of his right ear and he also wears an earpiece. ‘That’s strange.’ she thought to herself. But with enough curiosity and the want to know more about him, she asked, “Is that an earpiece?” then pointed to his ear. Albert looked at her and responded with a hum as confirmation to what she asked. She then pointed at her right ear and asked again, “Is that an earpiece?”

he gracefully pointed at her and flipped his brown shiny hairs. "So annoying" saying this, she increased her pace leaving him pouting, "Shrey, you know," "what" "Nothing, just remembered a joke, want to hear?" "No thanks" "Hey!! That's rude" "Sure enough" rolling her eyes, she continued her walk, but George was determined to let her hear his joke. "Do you know if word god is..." "my ears are closed, I ain't listening to you," Shrey said while covering her ears with her hands,

Her eyes filled with wonder as she lifted one brow and asked, "For?" I looked deeply into her eyes as I replied, "For being you." * * * "I think we've outgrown full-time education ... Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?," — Fred Weasley, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead | Mey and The Talk of The Century I was about to close the front door when I heard my mom's voice yelling my full name. "MEY WANG!!"