Chapter Twenty-Four
George POV
After the Christmas Eve festivities of dinner and playing Wizard's snap, everyone began to turn in for the night. Mrs. Weasley, after cleaning the kitchen, was exhausted and went to bed the earliest. Lupin and his father had stayed up but went out to the shed for privacy. They told Fred and him that it was Order business and to keep the younger ones away from the shed. When George pointed out that Hermione was of age right now, his father and shot him a warning glance. "We are not dealing with these types of fights again, George. You know the rule. If someone is still in Hogwarts, they are not to be a member of the Order. I'm not having this conversation with you again."
He nodded and shoved his hands into his robes. He knew better than to bring it up, but he wanted her to know everything that was going on. It felt silly not to let her know. She was bright enough. She would understand the importance of keeping a secret.
Fred clapped him on the back. "Chin up, Forge. We have sweaters to look forward to in the morning. Let's go to bed."
The twins took the stairs two at a time and ran smack into Ginny and Hermione who were arguing in front of their sister's room. "What's going on, ladies?" George asked in a joking manner as he leaned against the door frame behind Hermione.
"Not arguing, I hope." Fred added, mimicking George's move and leaning behind Ginny. "Otherwise, I will have to take away points from Gryffindor."
"Hermione is mad because she knows I'm right for once." Ginny stuck her tongue out at the other Gryffindor girl. "I've decided to go over her head about the matter."
"No!" Hermione was blushing across her cheeks which made George chuckle. "She is not going to do anything."
Ginny raised her red eyebrows and turned her attention to the twins. "I told Hermione that you boys wouldn't mind if she stayed in your room as long as mum doesn't find out. I think it would be nice for you two to have more time together."
George opened his mouth and shut it. He was one for breaking the rules but the wrath of Mrs. Weasley on this matter would be wicked to deal with. He knew that Bill didn't care because Fleur already was disliked. He would hate for Hermione to get on his mother's bad side again. Fred laughed and clapped the back of George's back. "I don't mind! If George does, Hermione could always snuggle up in my bed."
"Fred." George smacked his twin's stomach. "I suppose we do have first patrol in the morning… Hermione you would have to go back into Ginny's room then, so mum doesn't catch you." George blushed now to match Hermione's.
"This is a bad idea!" Hermione clipped and looked between the three Weasley's. "I think you're as much trouble as your brothers!"
Ginny raised her head up high and her blue eyes filled with a proud fire. "That is the highest compliment you could have ever given to me. I'll see you in the morning." She winked and closed the door to her room with Hermione's pillow outside the door.
The curly-haired Gryffindor shook her head in disbelief. "Weasley's… you all will be the death of me, I swear." She picked up her scarlet colored pillow and turned to the twins. "Well… lead the way."
Fred laughed and bound down the hall to their room. "Don't act like you don't know where to go, you've been to the Burrow multiple times, Hermione."
"You don't have to stay the night with me if you don't want to." George whispered as Fred went into their room ahead of them.
"I want to. I'm just nervous is all. If your mother catches us…" She shuddered at the idea. "I hope I don't talk in my sleep again."
"Oh, I hope you do!" George smiled and gave her a loving kiss. "I think it's adorable."
She beamed behind a blush and held her shoulders back before marching into their room. Fred was already in his pajamas and getting into bed, clearly not looking forward to the morning patrol and wanting to get as much sleep as possible. "Do remember we are capable of magic and the muffliato or silencio charm if anything… mischievous happens." He wiggled his eyebrows before turning so that he was facing the wall to give them some type of privacy.
George could feel the heat roll off of Hermione's body as the blush grew down her neck. "Oh, for the love of Merlin." She huffed.
They climbed into George's small twin-size bed and he was rather embarrassed that it was so small. His family never had a lot of money, so it never bothered him that his tall frame had to squeeze on to the child's size bed. Now, with Hermione joining him, it was like a puzzle trying to fit together. She curled up next to him, not appearing to mind. "Merry Christmas, Georgie." She kissed his neck and cheek.
He felt his body grow warm as the closeness of her became apparent to him. He tried calming himself down since he knew that there would be no way for her to not notice. "Merry Christmas to you too, love."
George felt he imagined it, but it was as if she leaned into his boxer bottoms where he was growing every moment at the closeness. He glanced down at her to see if she was aware of what she was doing. She giggled and acted innocent.
Game on, Granger he thought to himself.
With a thought of privacy, he casted silencio so that Fred wouldn't hear them and another charm to silently move the wardrobe in between the two beds so that if he accidently turned around there wouldn't be anything to see. With that move, Hermione raised her eyebrow at him.
In response, he pulled her body tight against his and began to kiss her passionately. It had been too long since they were like this. It wasn't appropriate to do something like this in front of his family and it seemed like they were never alone.
Hermione moaned lightly into his lips. She must've missed the touch as well because there was a sense of urgency in her actions. She yanked on his hair and pulled him closer to her, if that was possible.
George tore away from her lips and kissed her neck down to her breasts. Hermione gasped in response. "George!" She said in a teasing voice.
"I can stop." He said seriously, looking into her eyes for confirmation that this was okay. God, he hoped that it was okay. Everything about her right now was calling for him.
She nodded her head and smiled. "I love you, George."
"God, I love you too, Hermione. I've fucking missed you so much." He returned to her lips while his hands slipped under her shirt to play with her breasts.
She moaned and climbed on top of him, letting her legs go on either side of him, cradling him underneath her thighs. Her mouth went to his neck, which made him moan her name. Hermione smiled in response and bit his ear lobe.
George flipped her around so that he was hovering over her and she was laying on her back. He licked his fingers and slipped them underneath her pajama bottoms. Hermione's eyes grew wide with anticipation and nerves. They had never been this intimate with each other before and it felt like a big step in their relationship. He teased her by playing around the outside of her. "Is this okay?"
She nodded and smiled at him. "It's more than okay, George. I love you."
"I love you, too." He said before returning his lips to her as he sank his fingers into her. She moaned in pleasure as he played with her, feeling her grow wet around him. After a while, he put two fingers into her and watched as her back arched on the bed. It made him smile as he kissed her, feeling her squirm underneath him. "You're beautiful, Hermione." He breathed into her ear as her eyes rolled back into her head.
"I probably look ridiculous right now." She argued behind a playful smile.
"On the contrary, I wish I could see you like this every day." He bit her neck playfully as she curled her toes against his leg.
"Oh, George. Just like that… I think… I mean I've never… But I think…" She let out a small scream as she reached her climax. He kissed her as she came down and licked his fingers dry. "That was… amazing." Hermione said breathlessly. "I think it's your turn now."
George raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah?"
She wiggled out from underneath him and tied her hair back into a braid that fell down her back. Before he could say anything else, her mouth was on him and it was so warm and inviting that he felt like he sank further into the bed.
She gripped him with both of her hands as her mouth was going up and down. She licked him from the base to the tip, teasing him before allowing him to touch the back of her throat. He moaned deeply and gripped her curly hair for support as he felt himself begin to lose control. "Fuck, Hermione." He moaned out.
Hermione began to move faster with this confidence boost, and he couldn't take it anymore. He climaxed and she seemed taken aback at first but then swallowed before wiping off her mouth. "Was that any good?" She asked nervously.
George shot his eyebrows up while trying to get his head clear. "Are you joking?" his head was still spinning, and his heart was still racing. "That was… brilliant, Hermione." He pulled her down to his lips so that he could kiss her once more. "I love you."
She smiled and returned the kiss. "I love you too."
He pulled her close to him after they dressed again and moved the wardrobe back with magic. "Good night, love."
"Good night, Georgie." She wrapped her arms around his neck before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.
He almost couldn't sleep. He was so focused on the slight rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. He smiled down at her, playing and drawing circles gently on her back. George could watch her sleep all night and be enchanted by her beauty.
Hermione POV
The boys woke her up in the morning before they left for patrol so she could sneak back into Ginny's room. She crawled into her makeshift bed there and drifted back to sleep, dreaming of her night with George.
She was woken up by being beaten on the head with a pillow. "I swear to god, Hermione Granger. If you are going to have sex dreams about my older brother, you are going to have to stop sleep talking!" Ginny screeched to her friend as she stood over her, beating her still with the pillow that was clutched in her hands.
Hermione's face got hot as the blush was spreading across her cheeks. "I wasn't—I didn't—"
"You can't even try and lie, Hermione." Ginny laughed before changing her voice to sound like Hermione's, "Oh, George… Oh, right there!" She put her back of her hand on her forehead to act like she was an actress in a bad movie, fawning over a guy. Her voice went back to normal and she added. "It's disgusting." She winked so that her friend would know that she was happy for her.
Hermione shook her head and turned her attention to the gifts that were pilled at the foot of her cot. She began to open them and was surprised that George had gifted her with another charm to add to the golden bracelet that he got her last year. It was an elegant and simple ruby that was cut into a shape of a small heart. She clasped it onto the small gold chain and smiled at it. The note said, now you can take my heart wherever you go. With love, George.
Her parents had gifted her with a new pair of jeans and a book that was a new best seller in the muggle world. She smelled the Christmas card that came with it and was overwhelmed with the homesick feeling she got at the smell of fresh linen and pine that she associated with her house.
Harry and Ron pitched in together to get her a gift of a homework planner and it labeled, this one has more spots so that you can fill in times when you need to yell at us. -Ron and Harry. She laughed at the card, tucking it into the planner as black mail to show them that they were encouraging her to yell at them before tossing it into her school bag that contained all of her Hogwarts supplies.
The Weasley's had gifted her another jumper, that Hermione immediately put on with the new jeans that her parents got her. She felt a confidence boost ripple through her and the feeling of love from receiving presents from everyone she loves.
The two girls left the room wearing their matching jumpers and met the other members of the Order and Weasley clan downstairs in the kitchen from the annual Christmas lunch. Everyone was wearing Weasley jumpers (except for Fleur who did not look phased). Mrs. Weasley was sporting a brand new, and beautiful witches' hat. She was beaming at Fred and George. "Thank you so much, boys. It really is stunning!"
"We seem to appreciate you more and more, Mum, now that we're washing our own socks." George said as he leaned in to kiss his mother's cheek.
"Merry Christmas, mum." Fred added as he kissed her other cheek.
Hermione sank into the wooden chair next to George and Ginny sat across from them. Hermione blushed as she saw George, thinking not only of her dream, but of what happened last night in his room. The Weasley girl didn't take light of this interaction and chuckled at the two. "Fred did you sleep well last night?" Ginny asked as she poured gravy over her mashed potatoes.
Hermione chocked on her pumpkin juice while George shot a look at his sister. Fred roared in laughter that no one understood and leaned over the table to give his sister and approving tap on the top of her head. "You're such a rebel, Gin. You've learned so much."
They were interrupted by Mrs. Weasley jumping up from the crowded table. "Percy!"
Everyone at the table whipped their head around to see Percy Weasley looking less than thrilled to be at the Burrow. He was followed inside by the Minister of Magic. "Hello." Percy said shortly to his mother who was throwing her arms around his neck, nearly knocking him over in the process.
The Minister of Magic clearly had set something up so that he could talk to Harry alone. Hermione looked at her friend nervously before he ducked out the door with the Minister. The attention of the room returned to Percy who was crossing his arms and looking at the wall, looking bored at the family reunion.
Hermione held George's hand as she could feel the anger rippling off of his and Fred's body as they stared at their brother who was ignoring their mother's attempt to give him a Weasley jumper. "No thank, Mum. I'll just have to mail it back. It won't get used."
Mrs. Weasley's eyes began to fill with tears before a loud WACK filled the air. Three separate wads of mashed potatoes flew at Percy. Two of the three had hit both sides of his large glasses and the third landed directly on his forehead. Percy roared with fury as both the twins and Ginny snickered before looking at each other with shock. Clearly, they were all planning the same thing but didn't realize the other siblings were thinking the same thing.
Percy stormed out just as Harry was storming back in. Both boys were looking red in the face. Mrs. Weasley began to cry again and stormed upstairs where Arthur and Lupin chased after her to calm her down. "Merry Christmas" Bill muttered and dumped some fire whiskey into his pumpkin juice. "Cheers!" He said sarcastically before downing the drink.
The rest of the day went by with everyone tiptoeing around Mrs. Weasley and avoiding talking about what had happened with Percy. It was clear he no longer wanted to be associated with the Weasley family and that thought was taking over Mrs. Weasley's day.
Break went by too fast for Hermione. She was enjoying every moment of the days watching George and Fred prank their family members and the nights were spent curled up to George's side talking about life after Hogwarts or enjoying passionate kisses and other touches that made Hermione blush as she thought back to them.
Harry raised an eyebrow to her as she began blushing as they stood in front of the fireplace to Floo back to Hogwarts. She shook her head; she was not about to talk to Harry or Ron about her nights with George. She hadn't even opened up to Ginny about it yet, besides what the other girl might have overheard while she was sleep talking.
Mrs. Weasley was sobbing as the Gryffindors prepared to return. "It's okay, Mum. Don't cry." Ginny wrapped her mother in her athletic arms, in a tight hug as if to protect the older witch. "We will be home before you know it!"
Ron smiled sheepishly, always not the best at knowing what to say. "Don't worry about us. Or Percy, he's such a prat, it's not really a loss, is it?" As their mother began to wail even harder, Fred smacked the back of Ron's head.
Hermione gave George a tight hug. "I love you."
"I love you, too. Stay out of trouble and keep those out of trouble." He winked at her. "Well, the actual trouble. Not Hogwarts rules, trouble. You know I don't care if you wanted to break a few of those."
"Not likely, Georgie." She shook her head as they kissed and embraced each other in a hug once more before it was time for the students to return to school.
When she climbed into the fireplace after Ginny disappeared with the green flames, her eyes latched onto George like a lifeline. She wiped away a tear that was building into her eye and smiled before tossing the green powder onto the ground and shouting, "Hogwarts!".