Chapter 10
"Hey Morgan!" a familiar voice called out from behind her. Morgan turned and saw George hurrying towards her.
"Hey! Where've you been?" she asked, smiling and giving him a quick hug and kiss.
"Ah, just out and about, punching him, punching this other one..." he smiled brilliantly, his teeth flashing brilliant white against his light strawberry colored lips.
Morgan scowled slightly.
"Just kidding baby!" he continued to smile, and looked out the window. "Hey, there's Professor Sprout, I need to talk to her! I'll be right back." He took off down the hall aftera quick peck on her cheek, Morgan still scowling.
About 5 minutes later, he came back. Or at least, someone Morgan thought was George came back.
"You're back!" Morgan finally smiled and hugged him again. George quickly pressed her against the wall, holding her tightly, and ramming his tongue further into her mouth. "Calm down baby, we have a lot of time left! And plus we're right down the hallway from Snape. I really don't think we need to get caught."
George smiled. "Again."
Morgan scowled at him. "No, I believe that was with somebody else."
George smirked. "Well, hmm.... I must be thinking its tomorrow then, and we're getting caught today." He quickly lifted her up and put her legs around his waist.
Morgan smiled and ran her hand down his chest and right into his pants. Her smile faded slightly though.
"What baby?" George asked frowning slightly as well.
"Um... baby, I don't remember you being quite this small..."
George looked affronted. "It's cold in here!"
"It's 80 degrees! You're not George! Fred?!"
"MORGAN! How could you?" Another voice came up from behind them. Morgan looked over the imposter's shoulder and saw a complete replica of the person who held her at the moment. But that person quickly left, a look of complete anger crossing their face.
Morgan dealt a quick blow to Fred's left cheek, causing him to drop her.
"George!" she called out, running after him, not paying attention as the Weasley hair and skin quickly faded into a more tanned skin and darker brown hair.
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A/N: Who could it be? Who could it be? I''ll post again soon.
"Hey Morgan!" a familiar voice called out from behind her. Morgan turned and saw George hurrying towards her.
"Hey! Where've you been?" she asked, smiling and giving him a quick hug and kiss.
"Ah, just out and about, punching him, punching this other one..." he smiled brilliantly, his teeth flashing brilliant white against his light strawberry colored lips.
Morgan scowled slightly.
"Just kidding baby!" he continued to smile, and looked out the window. "Hey, there's Professor Sprout, I need to talk to her! I'll be right back." He took off down the hall aftera quick peck on her cheek, Morgan still scowling.
About 5 minutes later, he came back. Or at least, someone Morgan thought was George came back.
"You're back!" Morgan finally smiled and hugged him again. George quickly pressed her against the wall, holding her tightly, and ramming his tongue further into her mouth. "Calm down baby, we have a lot of time left! And plus we're right down the hallway from Snape. I really don't think we need to get caught."
George smiled. "Again."
Morgan scowled at him. "No, I believe that was with somebody else."
George smirked. "Well, hmm.... I must be thinking its tomorrow then, and we're getting caught today." He quickly lifted her up and put her legs around his waist.
Morgan smiled and ran her hand down his chest and right into his pants. Her smile faded slightly though.
"What baby?" George asked frowning slightly as well.
"Um... baby, I don't remember you being quite this small..."
George looked affronted. "It's cold in here!"
"It's 80 degrees! You're not George! Fred?!"
"MORGAN! How could you?" Another voice came up from behind them. Morgan looked over the imposter's shoulder and saw a complete replica of the person who held her at the moment. But that person quickly left, a look of complete anger crossing their face.
Morgan dealt a quick blow to Fred's left cheek, causing him to drop her.
"George!" she called out, running after him, not paying attention as the Weasley hair and skin quickly faded into a more tanned skin and darker brown hair.
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A/N: Who could it be? Who could it be? I''ll post again soon.