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Chapter 29 - Hell of a Kiss
Without Dumbledore, Umbridge was given free reign of the entire school. She became headmaster and her grouchy orders could be heard booming through speakers throughout the whole building. Hogwarts suddenly seemed the worst place to be. Hermione had recounted to her friends that she had seen Filch tipping the paintings so that those within them fell out and vanished, leaving black, empty canvasses. Every day the doors were bolted heavily shut, and no one dared disobey the rules for the threat of expelling was high in the air
The whole of Dumbledore's Army were forced to sit in the Great Hall and write lines. It was their punishment and Harry warned them to write slowly for the quills cut the skin and used blood to write with. Whilst they wrote, the headmistress sat all high and mighty, looking down at her subjects with amusement of their suffering.
As Adie started the next line, she saw Fred and George lift their heads to glare at Umbridge. Her hand was in agony and she didn't want to look down as she felt a small trickle, of her own blood, roll onto the parchment she wrote. Tears packed up in her eyes and she felt queasy. She regretted being a fast writer.
Once the detention was over, they all flooded out of the hall. Ron and Hermione gave Adie a glance as they left.
"You look really pale."
"I'm fine."
It wasn't true, and they knew it. All their hands hurt like hell. George, as he walked out with Fred, saw her white face and went up to her.
"Adie, are you ok?"
She tried to speak, but she knew that she couldn't lie to him. All she could do was hug him. Hermione patted her back and Ron looked at her worried.
"I'll take her to Madame Pomfrey."
"Ok."
"You don't mind, Fred?"
His twin smiled.
"Course I don't."
The group saw Cho, standing helpless in the hallway, but they all just brushed past her. Hermione, Fred and Ron parted to the common room. George held Adie's hand as they walked to the Hospital Wing. He stroked the back of it with his thumb.
"I will make her pay for doing this."
She looked up at him with sad, grey eyes.
"She would just expel you..."
George wrapped an arm round her and squeezed her shoulders.
"I don't care. The witch can't do this to people...especially you."
Adie felt her heart skip. George was so sweet, even though he didn't always show it under his jokey impression. She stopped and tiptoed to kiss his cheek.
"Thank you."
They walked on, gradually getting closer to the Hospital Wing. George decided to lighten the mood.
"You know we aren't supposed to be this close? Eight inches remember."
Adie chuckled and shook her head.
"Ah well then, I'll just have to do this."
She pulled her hand from his and backed away down the hall. George pouted as he looked at her.
"Aww..but now I can't kiss you!"
The girl tried to hide her blush.
"Tough!"
George grinned wickedly and advanced after her. Adie giggled and began running down the corridor, making a mad dash for the Hospital Wing. George was fast, but didn't catch her as she burst into the room. Madame Pomfrey was treating to Padma Patil and Lavender Brown when Adie entered. She huffed.
"Another one?"
The older woman sat Adie down on a chair, after finishing with her previous patients. She took Adie's hand and waved her wand. The deep incision knitted itself together, leaving only a faint scar which read 'I must not tell lies'
"There's nothing I can do about the scarring, but have a drink of this for the nausea."
"Thank you."
Adie smiled gratefully and as she took a sip of the weird drink, she noticed how George was missing from the room. He was probably hiding. She was allowed to go after that and as she walked out, a pair of hands grabbed her waist and pulled her back against a wall.
"Boo."
She giggled and looked up at George, who had a crooked smile on his face.
"Hello."
"So how about that kiss?"
Adie pondered. George found it adorable the way her lips pouted in thought.
"Hmm I don't know."
"Tough I still want one!"
He gave her his best puppydog eyes, which caused something inside her to melt.
"..just one!"
George pressed his lips against hers and she gladly welcomed them, wrapping her arms round his back. The boy placed his hands on her waist and gently pressed her back against the wall, tilting her head a little to he could get better access to her lips.
Adie smiled, but her heart froze when George's mouth opened a little and his tongue grazed her bottom lip, causing her to shiver. He took this as a good sign and did it again with the same reaction. Adie opened her mouth and hesitantly poked her tongue out. She had never kissed anybody or anything like this before, but when she touched something, which she thought was George's lips, and he shuddered, she thought it was ok. George moved his hands to cup her face as Adie's fingers ran up and into his hair. Her tongue ran along the top of his and something in George tightened and he quickly pulled away. Both were breathless.
"Don't do that..."
The pupils in George's hazel eyes were blown wide and Adie wondered if hers were the same. She frowned though as she wondered if she'd done something wrong. George elaborated.
"Its not that I didn't enjoy you doing that..heck that was one hell of a kiss, but I can't risk..and your to..."
He hoped she realised what he was getting at, that it was far to early and she was too young for their relationship to become that physical, no matter how much he wanted it. Adie seemed to understand as her cheeks went a darker shade of pink.
"Oh!"
"Yeah..."
She covered her mouth with her hands and started chuckling. George too shook his head and laughed. Adie slapped his arm playfully.
"Warn yourself of that before you put your tongue in my mouth!"
"If I recall you put yours in mine first!"
She covered her ears.
"Eew that sounded so wrong!"
He laughed and lent over to whisper on her ear, his voice rough and husky.
"I could've said worse!"
Adie felt her eyes widen and she gawked at George who struggled not to laugh.
They walked back to the common room bickering about who instigated the "hell of a kiss" and in the end, George shut Adie up, by quickly pressing a quick peck to her tempting mouth. She stood there, stunned, as he vanished up to his dorm, a victorious grin on his face.
Adie didn't even care about anything as she thought about the kiss. She cared and really liked George, but she couldn't help but feel that there was something more under all that. She was still pondering that when Harry, Ron and Hermione emerged and retold their exciting tale of Hagrid's half-brothers a Hermione's new admirer: the giant Graup
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