Author's Note/ Disclaimer
So, just a short little Hermione/George one-shot. Takes place at Bill and Fleur's wedding, obviously before it is ruined by those meddling Death Eaters. Rather tame stuff, though a little naughty. Enjoy!
Aaaand, none of the characters belong to me.
Save Me One
"Dance with me?" someone asked from behind her. She turned, and George gave her a lopsided grin and offered his hand.
"Of course." She smiled back, and gave him her hand.
She didn't really think twice about it, it was only one of Ron's older brothers after all, until she felt his hand on the small of her back and her heart leapt into her throat. She looked up at him and he leaned in closer, brown eyes matching hers.
"My, someone's a little giddy this evening." He murmured in her ear. " If I weren't such a gentleman, I might have to assume you were entertaining thoughts about me."
Hermione's indignation gave her some of her courage back.
"George Weasley, you ought to know that I entertain no such thoughts about anyone." She gave him her most mockingly serious look. She could feel his thumb rubbing circles on her back through the satin material.
George stepped back on his right and spun her suddenly, pulling her back hard and fast against his body. He heard her sharp intake of breath and their eyes met briefly before she looked away.
He chuckled, "For some reason I don't believe you."
The song ended, and he kissed her hand, a grin on his face and his eyes never leaving hers.
"Save me one later."
Her brow furrowed. "A dance?"
George winked. "Unless there's something else you want to give me."
She flushed red, and he laughed as he disappeared into the crowd.