g.w [s] aphrodisiac.

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cw: swearing, smut

summary: whilst working for george in the joke shop, you accidentally take an aphrodisiac and need his help after your shift.

a/n: i usually try to keep the reader androgynous, but this oneshot is based on a fem reader. if anyone would rather read as a masc reader, i would be happy to write another version; just let me know! :) also, if you aren't the kind of person to read smut, you can skip it by looking for the '♡' which mark the start and finish of the smut scenes. (even tho this chapter is basically pure smut).

after the second wizarding war, inflation had hit a lot harder than expected. of course, you knew that prices were going to go up. but you didn't know that everything would become so unaffordable.

you quickly realised that this meant you would need to get a proper job, so you decided to work for george in his shop, 'weasley's wizard wheezes'. you had known him ever since your first year at hogwarts. fred and george were your best friends for your whole school career, which is why working for george was perfect for both of you. he trusted you enough to step into fred's position, and you were happy with your boss being your best friend.

you sat in the back of the shop, eating a sandwich on your lunch break. you simultaneously read a book, given that it was the only free time you actually had whilst at work.

suddenly, george wandered into the staff room, carrying such a large stack of delivery boxes that you couldn't even see his face. "oo! they arrived!" you squealed excitedly, putting your lunch down beside you. a few days before, you had been helping george decide what needed to be ordered from the company's manufacturers.

he came over to show you what was delivered. "obviously, we got more of the skiving snackboxes." he dropped some of the familiar yellow boxes onto the table beside you.

he held a purple box in front of him. "but! we brought back some old favourites." he opened the box to show you. "okay, we have ton- tongue toffee, unchewable chew chews an-" george's voice faded out as your focus turned to admiring all the pretty new sweets. you picked up an unfamiliar pink one. it was heart shaped, and a sort of candy floss colour.

"um- just don -" george appeared to be warning you of something, but you put the sweet in your mouth, and it was too late.

the taste was sweet, like caramel. george's eyes widened as he watched you. "um... you've just eaten our new aphrodisiac..." he told you.

you had already swallowed it. fuck. "seriously?"

you were absolutely mortified. you were used to sweets with weird side effects. that was sort of the whole point of the shop. the worst that had ever happened to you was that your tongue became too big for your mouth, or your hair started to grow at a rapid rate. you were panicking by this point "george, the fuck are you doing ordering sweets like that anyway!?"

his concern transitioned into amusement as he watched you scrambling in panic. "you've got about half an hour before that kicks in." he chuckled.

"you're joking!" you had to deal with this at work!?

"well, this definitely solves our little issue of none of our testers wanting to try it. and i don't have to pay you!" he laughed, closing the box and discarding it to the side.

you groaned "can i go home?"

he scoffed. "absolutely not! i still need you in the shop tonight, darling, horny or not." he laughed

you groaned. "you've become so mean since i started working for you." you crossed your legs, still sitting up on the sideboard.

he chuckled, organising the boxes into the right storage cupboards. "yes, well, we're already understaffed. you should be grateful i'm even letting you have lunch breaks!"

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