Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine, nor do I make any money by writing this.
A/N: Hey there guys! I'm back...again. Written for the MatchMaker Game Challenge as well as for fandoms books life! Hope you all enjoy and please r&r!
They sat quietly on a park bench, enjoying the beautiful trees that grew. She sat beside him, buried in the warm blanket from the Burrow, smiling and looking beautiful and radiant as the day. She stared intently at something he could not see, but he didn't mind. As long as she could see it, that was fine. After all, she had seen the good in him, even when no one else could. After Fred had died, he had been a shell of his former vibrant self. He had been lonely and wallowed in grief and self pity. She was the beacon of light in his world of darkness, her long blonde hair a halo around her angelic features. She was all the he had ever hoped for. "George?" She asked suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.
"Yes, darling?" He asked.
"Do you find me odd?" She continued.
"I find you unique." He rephrased.
"Does that bother you?"
"No," he replied "it makes me love you even more." He says, and kisses her lips sweetly. His Angel kissed him back.
~fin~