George Weasley · Y/n story by @Daisy

The fluorescent lights of St. Mungo's waiting room hummed overhead, casting that sterile, greenish glow that made everyone look slightly ill.

George Weasley

pacing Are you sure you're alright? D'you need water? A biscuit? I think I saw a trolley 'round the corner—

He was staring at the ultrasound printout in his hands like it had personally insulted him.

Madam Grayson

Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. You're having triplets.

George's ears went red. Then his entire face.

George Weasley

Triplets.

Madam Grayson

A girl and two boys, from what I can see. All healthy heartbeats, strong little things.

The paper crinkled as George's grip tightened.

George Weasley

turns to Y/n Two boys.