Chapter 6

"So, you want to come with me to get my stuff?" I asked George after we ate breakfast.
"I'd love to see your house." He responded.
"Marvelous, just don't go through my panties drawer or I'll go through yours!"
"Darn, you caught me. I guess I'll just have to read your diary."
"Who said I have a diary?"
"All girls have diaries, it's like some rule of law."
"Well that doesn't mean that you can read it. It's mostly about you anyways and I'm sure that you all ready know everything that you possibly can about you."
"Well, I've never seen my butt, I'd like to know what you think about that." He said while trying to turn his neck to see if he could get a glimpse of his backside.
"Want me to check it out?" I teased.
"Don't mind if you do."
"George I'm not going to intentionally look at your butt, but to give you a little boost in your self-confidents, you have a very nice butt. And yes, I would enjoy giving it a little squeeze." I giggled.
"Thanks you. Care for an analysis on yours?"
"Nah, I think one scientific experiment is good for today, but thanks for asking."
"All right." He drooped his head as if he were disappointed.
"Oh, cheer up. I'm sure that you'll have other chances. Now that I can promise."
"Good. Care to step first into the fireplace."
"Sure. 'Dylan Decor'" I yelled after I grabbed a fist full of floo-powder and stepped into the fireplace.

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"Just give me about five more minutes to get my stuff all together." I explained to George while I shoved stuff in my trunk.
"Need any help?" He asked as he wrap his arms from behind me, around my shoulders.
"No it's fine. All I have to do is toss in a few ties and I'll be ready."
He walked over to the side of my bed and plopped down so he was lying on his back with his arms under his head.
"You're bed is so comfortable, how can you stand that cot in Ginny's room?" He asked.
"It's easy when I dream about you." I answered.
I slammed my trunk shut and looked into his intense green eyes. He was now leaning on his elbows. After a few minutes of just enjoying each other's gazes, he beckoned me over to him. I climbed onto my bed and pressed myself to him and allowed his welcoming arm around my shoulder. As I placed my head onto his chest, I breathed with him, so our inhaling and exhaling was in unison. I wished that we could stay like this forever, and never leave each other.
"If only life were this simple." He breathed soothingly.
"Maybe someday it will." I replied into his shirt.
His kissed my temple and squeezed me closer as if he were insuring that one day it would be this blissful. His hand lightly combed through my hair and I clenched his body in my arms. I could barely notice my eyelids drooping as I fell into a peaceful slumber. I woke up to George kissing my neck gently. AS his lips graced the curve of my neck I slowly awoke from my sleep.
"George, how long have we been here?" I asked still a bit groggy.
"Not long enough," he kissed again, "Only about 30 minutes."
"So you've been watching me sleep?" I sat up and leaned against the head of my bed.
"Yep."
"Well you're a real poet on words today."
"I'm glad you noticed."
"We should really be getting back, I'm sure your Mum is worried about us." I glanced at my watch.
"Don't worry about it. We can go back whenever we want to." He pulled me back into a laying position and brushed his lips onto mine.
This kiss was different from or others because this time his tongue found its way into my mouth and I happily allowed it in. I pulled him even closer to me and started kissing his earlobe. He again started kissing my neck luring me to his body, making me want him more and more than ever before. His touch was soft and welcoming. His lips were tender and soothing. How could I resist? I caved in and wanted us to be one for at least one second of my life. He loves me and I god knows I love him. George kissed me again concealing our love.
"George, I love you." I said in his ear.
"I love you, nothing will ever come between us. Always know that no matter what will ever happen that you love me and I love you. That's how it will always be." He looked sternly into my eyes, his eyes full of longing and promise.
"I know." Again we kissed then returned to just lying in each others arms.
After a few more minutes I finally sat up and rolled off my bed. George did the same and pulled my trunk off the end of my bed.
"Is this everything?" He looked at me sincerely while placing down my trunk.
"Yes, all I want and need is with me." I picked up the cage for my owl off of my desk.
"Care to go back to my house then?"
"Just give me a minute to do one last thing, then I'll be ready."
I set my cage on the trunk and stepped in front of George. He was only a few inches taller than me but tall enough to where I needed to look up at him. My arms seem to automatically find their way to his neck and his came to my waist. I started to strain my head towards his until our lips met. We shared another passionate kiss until I broke away and went back to my desk and gabbed a few more things.
"Now," I explained, "I'm ready to go back to your house."