Chapter 11- Perfect Timing
George helped out throughout the day with the safe-house. He showed some of the children around the house when Hermione had to leave and then began to help Molly with making dinner. He was peeling potatoes when Angelina came into the kitchen.
"Hello, Angelina dear, how is it going upstairs?" Molly asked as she put chicken in the oven,
"It's going well, they're all unpacked and getting to know each other," she smiled,
"That's great, well dinner will be done in an hour, so start getting them ready in around fifty minutes,"
"Sure thing, do you mind if I borrow George?"
"Go ahead, dear."
George put the potato down on the chopping board and walked towards Angelina. She was wearing an oversized red and white striped shirt with skinny jeans and purple fluffy slippers. She had a serious look on her face which created a knot in George's stomach. He followed her into the library and closed the door behind him. They stood apart as if there was a wall between them and he didn't know whether to break down the wall and move closer to her or just stay where he was.
"Is everything okay?" he asked,
"Yeah, it's just, us," Angelina fiddled with her fingers.
The knot in George's stomach got tighter and a lump grew in his throat. This was the moment he was dreading, she was going to tell him that she just can't be with him and then give him on last kiss goodbye. I knew this would happen, he said to himself.
"I want to know, is this a serious relationship?" she asked him.
He sighed in the relief that took over him, the knot in his stomach was untied and the lump in his throat vanished. He walked towards her and held her hands while looking into her deep brown eyes.
"Angelina, I have never felt this way about anyone before and I'm serious about that, so yeah, this is a serious relationship," he kissed her forehead,
"That was my other question, how do you feel about me?" she looked nervous as the words came out of her mouth.
George had never thought about how he felt about her. He knew he felt something towards her, but he didn't know how strong his feelings were. He didn't know what it was like to feel love, so how was he meant to know if he loved her or just liked her? When he thought about her leaving him, cracks formed in his heart, when he thought about not seeing her every day, tears began to peep out of the corner of his eyes and when he thought about kissing her, butterflies went out of control in his stomach. It had gotten to the point where he needed her and couldn't stop thinking about her.
"I think I love you," he said it once he realized it,
A smile grew on her face, "Good," she hugged him, "because I think I love you."
George held her tight and tried to process the fact that Angelina had just said that she loved him. It felt surreal for him to be in love with someone and feel so ecstatic every time he was with them. Angelina Eskimo kissed him while making a cute little giggle and George stroked her cheek while looking into her eyes that glittered. He felt like an angel had come down from heaven and chose to answer his wishes; never before had he felt so happy, not since Fred's death anyway. He delicately kissed her lips and when he pulled away, Angelina giggled again.
"Your lips are really soft," she whispered,
"Well, I did grow them myself," he joked,
"You should go back to helping your mum,"
"Of course, but I was thinking, tomorrow, do you wanna go for a meal?"
Angelina nodded and kissed him gently.
"So you're going for a meal with her today?" Ron asked as he opened up a box full of chocolate frogs,
"Yeah, she likes this sushi restaurant, so I'm gonna take her there," he explained as he put the chocolate frogs on the shelf,
"I've never had sushi,"
"Neither have I, but if she likes it, I'll eat it."
George was all ready for his date; he had bought a black leather jacket that he wore over a pale blue shirt with black jeans and Ginny had assured him after he asked at least twenty times that he looked fine.
Once all the chocolate frogs were on the shelf, George and Ron walked up the stairs and looked over the shop. Due to it being almost 6pm, which was the closing time, it wasn't as busy, but there were still quite a lot of children pulling around their parents and demanding that potion and this sweet. George saw the door swing open and Angelina walked in wearing a dark purple dress that had a black collar and ended just above her knees with black velvet stilettos and a black blazer. Her hair was pinned to one side, she had a black clutch bag and even though she was wearing makeup, she looked as beautiful as ever. He was stunned by her. When he unfroze, he ran down the stairs to her, pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. She put her arms around him and smiled.
"It's nice to see you too," she giggled before kissing him again.
When they went to the restaurant, Angelina had to teach George how to use chopsticks and when he failed, she mocked him while he used a fork and she used the chopsticks. A waiter was rude to them when they ordered more food, so George did what he did best and used magic to make a fool of him. First he made him get all confused after taking orders, then he made his belt become undone so that every time the waiter walked, his trousers became closer and closer to falling, until they fell while he walked to their table and when they were about to leave, they made him spill four glasses of red wine over a group of women. All of this added up to one of the best nights in George's life.
Angelina came back to The Burrow with him and they went upstairs to George's room. Instead of sitting on the bed, they took off the mattresses, put them on the floor, covered them in blankets and with a bit of magic, they created a fort.
"I haven't done this in ages," Angelina said as she took off her shoes and her blazer,
"I know, it just proves how childish we are," George laughed.
Angelina hit him playfully and he tickled her, making her hit him over and over again to try to make him stop. As he tickled her, he rolled on top of her and pinned her arms down to stop her hitting his chest. They breathed heavily as they looked at each other, he was kneeling over her with his legs either side of her and she seemed to allow him to hold her arms down on the mattress. Angelina bit her bottom lip as she slowly raised her arms and interlocked her fingers behind George's neck. Butterflies emerged in George's stomach as he moved his face closer to hers so their lips were almost touching and he could feel her breath. He pressed his lips against hers and closed his eyes when they kissed to take in the sensation of her velvet lips against his. As they made out, Angelina ran her hands through his hair, he ended up lying on top of her and he caressed her side. Angelina pushed off his jacket and began undoing the buttons of his shirt. He was nervous about what may happen next, but he was so in love Angelina and being so close to her that it didn't faze him. When she undid the last button of his shirt, they heard footsteps walking up the stairs and someone knock on the bedroom door.
"Perfect timing," Angelina sighed as they both sat up and George buttoned up his shirt,
"Who is it?" George called before getting out of the fort and hanging up his leather jacket,
"It's Ginny, I have some news."
Angelina got up and opened the door. Ginny couldn't stand still at all; she was all over the place with excitement written on her face in bold.
"Harry and I are engaged," she clapped like a child in a sweet shop,
"Oh my god, I'm so happy for you guys," Angelina hugged her.
When Ginny finished hugging Angelina and showing her the ring, she walked over to George cautiously. She had finally stopped moving around and when she looked up to George, she fiddled with her fingers and the ring. He knew she was worried about what he would say; he had become more protective of her since Fred died and still wasn't used to the idea of his little sister being all grown up.
"Congratulations, Ginny," he smiled before hugging her.
He then put his hands on her shoulders, pushed her slightly away from him and made a serious face.
"However," he began, making Ginny's smile disappear, "I can't believe you're getting married before me," he laughed.
Ginny laughed and fell into George's arms again, "Thank you, George."