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George Weasley has never been in love before. He’s never even thought about being in love. It was always such an abstract concept to him, being in love. It wasn’t like knowing how to have fun or play practical jokes on people. He could do all those and do them well.
No, being in love was a totally different experience. Which was why it came as a total shock to him when he realized he was in love. For the first time in his nineteen years of life.
He was in love. With his little brother’s best friend. His little brother’s best friend.
He might as well just give up his sanity now. It would be easier that way.