Weasley, George (completed)

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WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES I SEE YOU
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GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY !
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I WON’T LET YOU DISAPPEAR
BUT I’M HERE ON MY OWN
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I AM CRYING OUT FOR YOU
IN THE CENTER OF MY HEART
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OVERALL PERSONALITY: George is the quieter, gentler of the twins. While Fred was more of the take charge twin, George didn't mind so much falling behind and going along with him. He isn't as hasty as Fred, and he doesn't mind making fun of himself on occasion. He does have a streak of being vindictive when it comes to people he doesn't like. George cares about those closest to him, and wants to ease their tense feelings with his humor when he can.

School wasn't really his cup of tea. He went because he knew that was expected of him, but he definitely didn't enjoy it later in life. He mostly wanted to focus on his pranks and joke merchandise, to eventually open up a joke shop later in life. He's sharp, but he's just not motivated when it comes to school. He finds it sluggish and boring. He just can't seem to kick himself into caring.

He's moral in character. He believes firmly in right and wrong. He can't stand those who preach about blood purity, and because of his family and upbringing, doesn't see a problem with those who are different from him. Just more people to prank, after all.

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YOU USED TO HEAR ME BREATHE
WHEN YOU TOUCHED ME DEEP
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OVERALL DESCRIPTION: George Weasley was blessed with flaming red hair, an ("over?") abundance of freckles, and brown eyes like the rest of his siblings. He's stocky, and shorter than some of his taller, lankier siblings. He has a quick smile, and an easy way about him that puts people at ease. He wears nicer clothing now that his business with his twin is flourishing, though he's careful not to be too outrageous in front of his parents.

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CAN YOU HEAR THE SOUNDS?
CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?
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OVERALL HISTORY: George was born to the Weasley family, and has not regretted it a day in his life. Though they were raised poor (because of the abundant amount of them in one house), they did not get raised without love. Every member of that family was loved by each other, and they all stuck together no matter what. George had a companion with him from day one. Fred was his identical twin, and they knew they would never be pulled away from each other.

They grew up mischevious. Ron, when he happened along not too long after the two of them, was their favorite target right after Percy. There was never a moment in a day where their mother was not yelling at them about something they had done. The twins didn't care. George didn't care, because he had Fred and because they were having fun.

When they were old enough to go to Hogwarts, well, that only made life better. More pranks to pull, more people to test them on, more laughter to be had. George detested the hand-me-downs he had to wear, the things he had to put up with because they were poor, but he never hated his family. He only loved them. His sense of humor and his identical twin quickly marked the boys for popularity.

George did not have a knack for classes. He was bored in most of them, and knew he could be out doing something more worthwhile. He scraped up barely passing grades and called it good. Of course his mum did not think that was good, but bah. George was satisfied enough with the marks and couldn't bring himself to care past that. School was boring and he couldn't wait to get out.

When he finally got the chance-- the daring escape, the flash of fireworks and the cheers of the crowd-- he was exhilirated. His twin was likewise. Of course his mother was not happy, but they had already gotten their own premises for their joke shop and they set about to work on getting it off the ground and running. It was a success. People ate up their jokes and pranks like they were water. No one could get enough. Geoge and Fred were finally accomplishing all they had ever dreamed.

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I HAVE LEFT PARADISE AND
I DID NOT EVEN SAY GOODBYE
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George was attempting to get an incredibly good looking girl to glance his way. Now normally this would not be a problem. In school everyone pretty much knew who he was. He could walk up to her, smile a charming grin, and she would melt at his feet. Not that George was smug about his dashing good looks. No, never. Just that it had gone that way so many times now that he knew that was how it just happened.

This time was different however. He was no longer in school. He did not have the foggiest clue who this girl was. He didn't know her name, or the jokes she liked to be told, or the way to make her lips tilt upwards into a grin. Leaning back against the wall of his shop, where he had gone outside for a quick break, he studied her. Small stature, normal hair, bland facial features. It wasn't that she was overly lovely, or drop dead gorgeous that had made him want to try to hit on her. It was that he could. He could do whatever he wanted to now and no one could tell him not to.

He was no longer in school. He didn't have to worry about McGonagall getting angry at him if he got too forward with a girl, winked a little too much. He wasn't under his mum's roof anymore, didn't have to hear her nag. He could do whatever he wanted with only his subconscious (and Fred, of course) talking to him about it later.

But he couldn't seem to drag himself over there to talk to her first. This was new to him. He was outside of his element for once. This usually didn't stop him, but for once he felt like reflecting on himself. Should he walk over there and ask her name? Or should he crack a joke and try to get her smile? Should he walk back inside and laugh it off with his twin? So many choices, so little time.

Because there she was going, getting up from her seat across the way and tucking her book into her bag. She was already dusting herself off and flicking her hands through her hair to get it away from her eyes. He only had a split second decision to walk over there and introduce himself. He made up his mind in an instant and, shoving himself away from the wall, strode over there with confident, long legged stretches. "Hello," he greeted pleasantly enough and it took her eyes away from her bag slung over her shoulder and up to George's own.

This was it. This was the start of his adult life, right? Making big decisions for himself about his personal life, deciding to talk to a new girl, see what her name is, and see if they clicked. "I'm George," he said and grinned at her, winking cheekily. "What's yours?"

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