George watched her all night. He watched her straighten her hair, he watched her put on her make up, and he watched her slip into a tasteful but sexy black dress and put on her ridiculously high heels.
"George" Hermione called when she noticed him in the doorway. "Why aren't you dressed yet?"
"I was distracted" George admitted slipping his arms around her waist.
"Well" Hermione started, trying to sound frustrated but was clearly pleased. "Go on, get ready"
George kissed her neck and could feel the goose bumps on her arms.
"George" Hermione scolded. "We told Fred and Angelina we would meet them at the Leaky Cauldron at 8:00"
"So, they can wait" George replied smugly, kissing her collarbone. Hermione arched her back and moaned. "Fred will understand"
"I mean it" Hermione repeated once she regained her composure. "We don't have time"
George cut her off with a kiss. He picked her up and threw her onto their bed.
"I am sorry" George said. "You are too beautiful for the rest of the world to see. I don't think we are going to be going out at all."
"George" Hermione started again. But he interrupted with another kiss, this was much more passionate.
"Plus, I have no interest in spending Valentine's Day with my brother" George informed her. "I want my first Valentine's with my wife to be private and I wants us both to be naked."
Before Hermione could do anything George pulled out his wand stripped her out of the black dress and heels.
"You watched me getting for hours," Hermione complained between kisses.' You let me do all of that work, just for you to undo it"
George smiled mischievously and turned out the light
