A George Weasely Romance

Author's note: I realise that i haven't really gone into detail much with the Tri-Wizard tournament, and I'm not really sure if the first task or the Yule ball came first, so if there are any mistakes, feel free to let me know, and i shall correct them.

i also realise i have been using Japanese terms and words here and there, without any indication of what they mean. so here are a couple that i have used:

Ni-san (pronounced nee-san) means 'brother'

Ittai (Pronounced ee-tie) means 'it hurts'

well enjoy!

Chapter 8

Later that morning, Katara woke to find herself still in the arms of George. The common room was empty apart from the two of them, and she was grateful. She cuddled back down into George, and he shifted over to make more room for her.

“Morning.” He said rather groggily. She laughed at his hair, like she always did, and replied:

“Morning sunshine!” George smiled at the happy tone that was back in her voice, and the goofy smile she had on her face. “Probably should move before someone finds us. Don’t want to get into trouble on my first day.” She chuckled softly as she sat up on the couch. “Ittai!” she moaned as she rubbed her back.

“Yeah. Couches aren’t all that comfy for two people to sleep on.” He winced as his shoulder popped. “Yas!” he said sarcastically.

Soon enough people started to fill out into the common room. Katara ran up to her dorm to get changed, and returned to the common room to see George had done the same.

“Ready for your first day?!” Fred exclaimed, obviously having had a good nights sleep. Katara smiled as they left through the portrait hole, and headed down to the Great Hall.

Their schedules were given out by Professor McGonagall, who asked Katara to meet her at her office in Ten minutes. Katara quickly finished her breakfast, and the twins showed her where to go.

“We’ll catch you out here, and then go to Herbology.” George had said as he and Fred began whispering to each other.

Katara knocked on the door, and Professor McGonagall called for her to come in.

“Now, I see you are taking every class you can this year! I’m so proud.” She beamed “Dumbledore has told me of some interesting things that you have learned with Japanese magic! Makes me wish I had thought of going over!” Professor McGonagall seemed completely different from the stern and uptight woman that she had come across to be. “I would just like to point out some rules if you don’t mind.” Katara wasn’t really given the option as she continued, stern face firmly back in place as if the Professor had read her thoughts. “When you do this ‘Shadow Clone Jutsu’, I hope you realise you cannot be caught, so I don’t want to see more than one Katara in any place at one time, understand?”

“Sure thing.” Katara smiled, feeling rather silly for being here. She had already been told by Dumbledore about hiding her skills as best as possible.

“Good, good. Dumbledore said he had already told you about all of this, but I just wanted to make sure you remembered. Now, about the twins. I realise you are very close, but I wouldn’t get caught up in their pranks. You will not be given any special treatment because you know Dumbledore, but I’m sure you already know that as well.” She smiled, though there was a definite hint of warning in her voice, one that made Katara almost gulp audibly. “Well now that that is done, you are free to go to your first class! Oh… and Dumbledore wanted to come and wish you luck, but he couldn’t make it, so I said I would let you know.” And with that said, Katara was ushered out of her room.

She met with the twins, and explained what went on as they made their way to Herbology.


“Wow! Really? Can you teach us?!” Fred had predictably asked. Katara rolled her eyes and told them all the complicated steps that it would take them to get to the level that they could, all the hard work, and effort.

“Work? Man why does everything cool have to come with such a horrible price?” Fred had been turned against the idea quicker than Katara had thought. .

“Well, I have lots of work to do, so I better get started.” She replied, avoiding Fred’s look of mock hurt. She spent the next hour working. The twins had tried to annoy her, but she was used to them by now.

The days went on and Katara grew used to sleeping by herself. The nightmares kept coming, but she would just turn around and go back to sleep when they woke her. The twins had helped Katara with getting her clones around the castle without getting caught. They knew so many secret passage ways.

After a month had gone by, she had been cornered by the twins in the common room.

“Basically, you look awful, ‘Tara.” Fred had abruptly said, “And we know you have been real busy and stuff, but shouldn’t you maybe get some sleep?” he asked looking rather concerned.

“I don’t need to sleep, I’m fine!” she tried to reason, but the twins were just so damn stubborn. She really wished she had left out some parts of her explanation of the shadow clone jutsu, especially the bit where she told them that whenever a clone and the real her did anything, it was like Katara doing double. She had gained incredible stamina in using them so much over in Japan, but having three at the same time learning different things was a bit daunting.

“Are the nightmares still happening?” George asked, looking thoughtful. Katara nodded. “that’s why your so tired, isn’t it.” he added matter-of-factly. She thought for a second before nodding slightly. George took her arm and walked over the couch. He sat down pulling her beside him. He wrapped his arms around her as Fred sat on the other side, and did the same. “Why don’t we sleep here tonight? You didn’t have nightmares when we slept like this at the burrow.” Katara shot her head up and looked at George.

“I couldn’t! You two need to sleep as well! It’s not fair that you have to suffer for me being unable to control my stupid dreams.” The twins however were adamant, and when the common room cleared, George lay back pulling Katara with him. He was still sitting up, but was leaning against the corner between the arm and back of the couch. He had pulled Katara so that she could rest her head in the hollow between his shoulder and chest, and Fred had curled up on her other side, resting his head on her stomach. Katara tried to pull away, but George’s vice like grip held her down.

Sleep took over the three eventually. Katara slept the deepest and best sleep she had had in ages, despite being on a couch.


Things at Hogwarts started to get a bit exciting. The Tri-Wizard Tournament was taking place in the grounds, and two other schools had made their way over. Bauxbatons and Durmstrang. Katara had been amazed to see the way they had arrived: flying carriage and a ship from underwater. George had laughed at the expression of sheer shock that was plastered on her face.

Katara and the twins were in the Great Hall.

“Today is the day!” Fred announced, pulling a silly pose.

“Yes it is, oh brother of mine!” George had replied, pulling the same silly pose.

“You’re not serious about this champion thing are you? You think Dumbledore is silly enough not to think you would use an aging potion?” Katara had been trying to talk the twins out of this ridiculous idea for days now.

“Oh hush you! Yee of so little faith!” Fred had said in mock outrage. Katara rolled her eyes.

Oh well, looks like I’ve failed again.

The twins made their way to the Goblet of Fire, looking rather nervous. Maybe Katara had finally gotten through to them. They jumped into the Age restriction ring. Or maybe she hadn’t.

The crowd that had formed went wild. Fred and George looked incredibly confident as they placed their pieces of paper in the Goblet. The crowd continued to cheer, and as the twins started basking in their glory, they were thrown out of the area. Katara jumped to her feet, and tried to make her way through the crowd to where the twins should have been, but on approaching them, two identical boys with beards were in their place. The Great Hall was filled with laughter as the twins squabbled.

Later that day.

“Go one then. Say it.” Fred and George had met up with Katara in the common room. Katara giggled as she saw the now beardless and young again twins.

“Say what?” she joked, knowing they were waiting for her to rub it in their faces.

“Oh come off it.” George was sulking.

“Don’t worry. ‘told you so’s’ are not my style.” The twins smiled as they complained some more.

The next day, the names of the champions were pulled out of the Goblet. Everyone was very excited, and pleased with the names that had been pulled out. That was, of course, until Harry Potter’s name was pulled out. There was an uproar from Professors and students, all complaining that he was under age and shouldn’t be allowed to take part. Unfortunately, it was over ruled, and Harry was to step forth as Hogwarts second champion.

No one knew how Harry had managed to get his name in, and the twins were slightly miffed that he hadn’t told them. It seemed that Harry didn’t have a clue either, and was adamant that he hadn’t done it himself.

The following few weeks were very hard for him. Instead of people supporting him, people were making up rumours and giving him the cold shoulder. Some of the rumours were incredibly insensitive and were taking things way to far. The Slytherins, of course, were having a great time.

Hermione would confide in Katara regularly, and she updated frequently on Harry’s progress. He seemed to be putting up with a hell of a lot, and Katara had offered her help on many occasions, but Hermione had panicked, not wanting Harry to find out she had been speaking of him. So Katara gave Hermione some ideas of things to suggest, and the situation went along smoothly.


The first task had come up rather quickly. Katara couldn’t help but get incredibly excited when she found out it was dragons that were involved. Fred and George had told her. Dragons were her favourite animal, and she had never had the chance to see one up close. Guilt surfaced when she though about Harry, and how terrified he must be. Even though Dragons were incredibly awesome, they were also deadly, especially when they were protecting eggs.

And that’s how the first task was. Each champion had to retrieve an egg from a dragon nest, without getting killed by the mother dragon protecting them.

All the champions had succeeded, thankfully, and the crowd had gone wild, even for Harry.


It had been announced that there was to be a Yule ball in the school. This seemed to spark excitement in the school, but for a certain George Weasley, it brought nothing but stress. For a week now he had been trying to ask Katara, but found himself tripping over his words. He knew she was still with her boyfriend in Japan, but didn’t see the harm in going to the dance as just friends. It was better than her going with some other guy who might try something.

“Merlin, George, if you don’t hurry up she’ll go with someone else.” Fred had said, feeling rather exasperated. Hermione had over heard their conversation, and decided to push things along as well.

“You know she has turned down everyone who has asked her so far.” She sat down across from the twins, ignoring the panic in George’s face. “Don’t worry, I’ve known for ages. You are not exactly discrete. But anyway, yeah, she’s been asked by loads of people, she says she is already going with someone.” George’s face was an absolute picture, and Hermione cursed not having her camera. She tried her best not to laugh as she continued. “The thing is, she’s not going with anyone. She told me.” Hermione paused for a moment, wondering why George looked so defeated. “Why don’t you ask her?”

“What? You just said she’s been turning everyone down. So why would it be any different me asking?” George was blushing madly. Hermione giggled slightly while rolling her eyes exaggeratedly.

“She didn’t have the heart to say no. She’s too nice. Said she wouldn’t be comfortable with someone she doesn’t know so well.” Hermione was lying. Katara had said she wanted to see if George would ask her to go, but she couldn’t very well tell him that.

“Yeah! I mean, how would she explain to someone she’s already got a boyfriend? But you already know, so that means you’ve got a chance.” Fred added, trying to persuade his brother.

“Got a chance for what?” Katara flopped down on the couch next to George, noticing his blush. “You okay?” maybe he was too hot?

Fred inwardly sighed, cursing Katara’s timing. He was sure she knew what they were talking about, and would wait to pounce out whenever Fred had said something that was incriminating.

“Hey Fred? I was wondering if I could talk to you for a second.” Hermione had grabbed Fred’s arm and practically dragged him away from his seat.

“What was all that about?” Katara didn’t seem to be getting any answers. George just smiled stupidly, and played with the hem of his jumper.

“Uh… I don’t know. So uh… you got a dance partner yet?” Katara blushed, unsure how to explain her situation.

“No. You?” she decided on a simple no, less to explain. George shook his head, his blush growing darker. “Want me to help you get one?”

What am I doing?! I don’t want him to be with someone else…

Katara pushed her thoughts aside as George began to stutter.

“No… well yes, but like not… and yeah… so like… if you want?” he looked quite hopeful as he turned to face Katara. She raised an eyebrow.

“What?! You made no sense there.” George just dismissed the issue, and they both remained dateless.

As the ball drew near, preparations were well underway. The Griffindors were all gathered in a room, and Professor McGonagall was demonstrating the dancing style expected. Most people had sorted out who their dates were by this point, so when people were pairing up to practice, Katara found herself standing uncomfortably next to the twins. Fred had shoved George into her side, and disappeared off to find Angelina.

“Uh… wanna be my partner?” George asked rather timidly. Katara smiled wide and took his hand, dragging him over to a space. She had never learned how to dance before, and found this all rather exciting. She loved learning knew things, and had quickly picked up the routine. George seemed to have relaxed considerably, and he too was soon dancing like a professional.

They joked and laughed the whole way through, pointing out people who seemed to be having real problems, or people who looked like they would rather be dead.

“So, still not got a date?” George had randomly asked. Katara smiled sheepishly before shaking her head. “I heard you were quite popular on the ‘ask someone to the dance’ list. How come you never took anyone up on the offer?” a blush crept onto his cheeks as he looked away, trying to keep himself calm and composed for the question he really wanted to ask.

“I don’t know. I mean, how would I tell them that it wouldn’t be anything special since I have already been spoken for? I said I was already going with someone instead of just saying no so they wouldn’t get hurt.” Katara looked rather guilty. “I can’t say anything about Kesuki since it could be traced back to me having been in Japan.” George nodded, feeling his confidence fly away from him.

“So what are you going to do? I mean, you haven’t got a date, so people will find out you lied.” Katara thought for a second.

“I was just not going to go. Say I was ill.” She smiled feeling her excuse would suffice.

“How about you... uh… go with me? I mean, I know about Kesuki, plus you’ll get to go to the ball.” Katara turned her face away to hide her blush.

“Okay. Cool. That would be great!” George smiled like a child.

“Plus, we’re pretty good at this dance stuff.” He winked, feeling his confidence return quickly.

And so the pair went to the Ball together. The black, velvet dress that complimented Katara’s shape nicely, had George stunned to the point of drooling. She laughed as he told her how pretty she was, and blushed hard. They had danced for most of the night, laughing and enjoying the time together.

Katara felt a pang inside as she thought of how close they were, and how right it felt. She, however, would never cheat on anyone, and knew Kesuki loved her dearly. She couldn’t break his heart or his trust, for she, too, cared for him.

But George was just so enchanting for some reason. The laughter held in his eyes was just so overwhelming that Katara found it hard to be sad or upset in his gaze. The way he seemed to look at her like she was his whole world, the way her brother did when he was still around. The way he could make her laugh, no matter how bad she felt, or the comfort that just his presence would bring to her. He was pretty gorgeous too, with his defined body, and good looks. The long hair was definitely a good choice.

Katara cursed her digressing mind. They were friends, and that’s all they ever would be. No matter how hard she wished for things to be different, she had to accept the facts and move on.

The rest of the night went on smoothly, with everyone dancing and laughing and having a great time. Katara was enjoying the break from all her school work. She really needed it.