Chapter 3

Oh welcome dear." I was greeted by a cheerful and slightly plump women when I stepped out of their fireplace. She had ginger hair just like all the other Weasley's that I've met so far.
"Thank you. What a wonderful and cozy household you have here." I replied as I looked around the room. I felt the gentle touch of a hand on my shoulder.
"It's not much, but it grows on you." George sighed.
"George Weasley," She began in a whole new tone, "you are getting soot on my clean floors!"
"Sorry Mum!" he answered as he through off his shoes.
"You too Fred!"
Where was Fred at? He must've gotten here while I was busy peering at their marvelous house. Suddenly I heard some rattling that came from, I believe, the top of the house. I quickly lifted my head from reflexes.
"You'll get used to that too, it's just the family ghoul." George explained to me noticing my worried expression.
"Where's Ginny?" I asked to change the subject.
"Up in her room, I bet."
"May I go see her?"
"Sure, just follow me."
"Now George, be a gentleman and carry her trunk for her." Mrs.. Weasley scolded her son.
"That's really all right, I can carry it." I insisted.
"No I really think that it would be better if I were to haul it up for you." He took my trunk from my side, "Follow me."
"Sure," I smiled at him then looked into his eyes as he stood up straight again.
"Ginny's room is up this way." He gestured.
once we made it upstairs and out of his Mum's hearing ratios I stopped him.
"I love your eyes." I complimented.
"Thanks." He smiled.
"I love your smile too."
"Anything else?" He joked.
"Actually, I love they way you always smell, and I love your touch." I stepped closer to him and at this point he had put down my trunk. He reached up and placed his hands on my face then brought his lips to mine. When we broke I finally finished, "and I love the way your lips feel against mine."
He kissed me again then I wrapped my arms around to the back of his neck loving every moment that his hands graced my skin. Then he moved his hands to my waist kissing me as if I meant the world to him. I liked the way he held me in his arms and brought me all the joy in the world.
"Just friends, eh?" I heard a rather squeaky voice come from behind us.
"Yes, Virginia. Very good friends." George chuckled.
"Yes, friends that like to kiss." I teased.
"At least get a room why don't you? Wait no, I rather have you out here where you could get caught in what you "friends" are doing."
"Ginny, you're getting into it before we are."
"Just a little heads up on your part."
"Don't worry, I always use a cap on my bottle." George laughed.
"As long as you don't lose it right? Make sure no holes get in it either!" I laughed too.
"Ginny, would you please show Cassara where to put her belongings?"
"Through here," She gestured.
"I'll see you later George," I smiled back at him then turned around and walked behind Ginny after I grabbed my stuff.
Once we entered her bedroom she shut the door so our conversation couldn't be heard.
"You should be eternally grateful." She announced then jumped onto her bed.
"Might I ask why?" I said confusingly.
"Well if it weren't for me, you would never of met George."
"If it was meant to be, then it would of eventually happened."
"Explain further please."
"Well, for all we know I could've bumped into George anytime while we were at Diagon Alley or sometime during Hogwarts. It's is just my luck that we met sooner rather than later. So, where can I put this at?" I held up my bags.
"Here," she pointed at an extra bed for me to use, "this is your bed. Before you end up asking anyway, George's room is across the hallway."
"What makes you think I'd want to know-"
"Don't even bother, me telling you is much easier then finding it yourself."
"Thanks Ginny."
"Want me to let you in on a little secret?"
"Sure."
"When I first met you, I knew that you and George would react like that. It was like this feeling inside that I had to introduce you two or I'd pay for it in the end."
"Well for whatever reason that you did introduce us, thanks for doing it. I really like George. So, where's his room again?"
"Across the hall."
"Great, see you later. He has his own room right, he doesn't have to share with Fred or anyone right?"
"He has it all to himself."
"Wonderful."
I left my stuff on the bed and opened the door then creped out. George was still standing in the hallway just like I left him. The silly boy is dumbstruck and by the look on his face he looks pretty into whatever he is thinking about, me, I hope.
"Looks pretty intense." I interrupted his never-ending gaze.
"Pardon?" He said after shaking his head to wake him up a bit.
"I'm back from Ginny's room. We can do, whatever now."
"Care for a tour of the house?"
"I'd absolutely love one."
He stretched out his arm and I took a hold of it and he lead me downstairs.
"NO better place than the yard to start with." HE stated.