AN: Sorry for not updating sooner everyone, writer's block is horrible. I will try to update more but I'll see what I can do. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's and anything you don't is mine.
George POV
Hermione and I were curled up on her couch watching a Muggle movie. She had forbidden me from taking her out to another expensive restaurant on our next date.
"What the heck." I mumbled watching one of the characters run around the library like an idiot. The others were acting stupid too, it was something they had smoked that was making them act this way, scary.
"Don't ask questions, just watch." Hermione said, elbowing me in the side. The longer we watched the more I could feel my brain turn into tapioca pudding. When the end credits finally rolled I slowly turned to Hermione feeling completely confused.
"What was the point of that?" I asked, shaking my head as if I had water in my ears.
"It showed that even though they were in different clicks that they weren't that different from each other." Hermione said, taking a deep drink of butterbeer. It was her favorite drink. I had found that out a few days ago and I smiled hoping she would like what I did.
"I'll take your word for it," I said before clearing my throat. "I have something for you."
Hermione sat up, her eyes as wide as circles. "What? You didn't have to do that." If it made her blush the way she was blushing now I would do it again. It was too cute!
"It's nothing too extravagant." I said, pulling a block of candy out of my pocket and waved my wand so it would become it's normal size.
"Is that fudge?" Hermione asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Nope," I said, setting it on the coffee table. "It's better."
"Better? It couldn't be better unless —" Hermione stopped speaking as she placed a small amount of candy in her mouth. Her eyes fluttered shut and she made a soft sighing sound in the back of her throat. The moment she swallowed her eyes flew open and she scrambled to put more of the butterbeer fudge into her mouth.
"I take it you like it." I said with a chuckle breaking off a small amount and threw it into my mouth.
"It's amazing!" She whispered a small smile flitting across her face.
"I'm glad you like it." I said, pressing a kiss to her hair. Hermione looked up at me from under her lashes.
"Why don't we watch another movie?" She asked, after a moment.
"Sure, your pick." I watched as Hermione jumped up and started to dig through her movies. My breath came faster as I stared at my wife's curvy backside. Holy hell I wish I could remember our wedding night...
"Do you want a comedy or a serious movie, Georgie? Georgie? Oh never mind I know you'd want comedy." Hermione mumbled, putting a movie into the player. She sauntered back over to my side her hips swaying from side to side. Merlin, when did Hermione get hot? It must have been when she was on the run.
I barely noticed the movie and ended up watching Hermione instead. She seemed to enjoy the movie and her eyes lit up and she laughed most of the time. Hermione's eyes flicked over to me halfway through the movie. She stiffened when she realized I was watching her, the sparkle slowly left her chocolate colored eyes.
"Georgie? What is it?" But I could barely hear her. All I knew was that I wanted to see that sparkle in here eyes again. I pressed Hermione back against the couch and kissed her hungrily on the mouth. She stiffened for a moment before returning the kiss with just as much fervor. I growled and nipped at her lips enjoying her little moans and breathy sighs.
It was when I noticed Hermione shakily undoing the buttons of my shirt that I pulled away. Her eyes flickered and she slowly let out a breath. A strange look crossed her face that I couldn't name. "Did I — did I do something wrong?"
"No — I — I — I should go." And I ran out the door as if dementors were on my trail. Unfortunately I caught one last look of Hermione before I shut the door. She looked hurt and confused and it made me want to curl up and die.
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