Warning: extreme fluffiness factor.

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I approached what had once been our bedroom with a good deal of nervousness, after all I loved George with every fibre of my being and the last thing I wanted to do was disappoint him… especially if I was going to be on top.

Pushing open the door I glanced in… and nearly had a heart attack. George was sitting on the bed wearing nothing but a cocky grin and sporting a very cocky err… wand. Gulping and licking my lips roughly I edged into the room and shut the door.

Following me hungrily with his eyes, George sat there for a couple of minutes before finally saying cheekily, "Well? What are you waiting for? Come here!"

And I fully intended to.

Bounding over to him I felt the desire to have his naked chest against my own. I tore at my shirt, buttons flying in every direct and he grinned before pulling me down on top of him and feverishly devouring my mouth.

I groaned in satisfaction as our heated flesh connected, but I wanted more, much more.

The denim of my jeans rubbed against his groin causing delicious friction and he hummed with pleasure and thrust up into me. I gasped in turn and thrust back down before clumsily trying to remove them.

His fingers stilled mine and he took the jeans and my underwear off himself and tossed them over the side of the bed. We fell together onto the snow-white sheets, kissing hungrily and mouthing words of endearment to each other. His lips travelled down my chest, pausing to lave at a nipple whilst drawing lazy circles on my lower torso with those oh so talented fingers.

Edited scene

An hour later we lay in a tangle of sweaty limbs warm and sated and I was thinking rather idly as to whether I should put a silencing charm on the door next time… and perhaps a locking one too for that matter.

"So…how do you like Egypt?" George said albeit a little breathlessly.

I smiled indulgently, "Well it's hot and there's a lot of hard work involved, but yeah, I love it. It's new and exiting and you'd be amazed at how different magic is out there. It evolves back from the pharaohs you see and I bet you didn't know that the sceptre they're always depicted with, is actually a wand!"

George smiled as I leant up and over him on my elbow in excitement. "In fact nearly all of the pharaohs were wizards except for maybe Amen Ra who was believed to be a squib but it was never proved… and of course you can guess how the red sea happe-"

I swiftly shut up as George pressed his lips to mine; eventually he pulled away and said, "Sorry you were just kinda cute."

I blushed and wondered briefly at the way the room had suddenly developed a shy air to it, whereas before there had been anything but.

I lay back down on the pillow my hand seeking his and our fingers entwining. "So how about you? How's the world of finance at this end?" I asked teasingly.

"Oh it's…interesting I suppose. I mean Mum's proud and Percy's… unbearably stifling-" He broke off at my giggle and realising the reason for my humour, smiled ruefully. "I guess he's kind of rubbed off on me as well."

"Oh we can't have that, I'm going to have to insist you come back with me and spend at least six months in a Percy free zone!" I said giggling again and kissing him gently.

"And if I don't?" He asked quietly.

I watched him silently before a teasingly pensive look settled on my face and I said, "Then I think I'm going to have to stay here with you… and then your going to be guilty of causing your own brother to lapse into insanity and…"

I was interrupted again with a kiss and a quiet "Shut up and fuck me into the mattress!"

Which again I did.

Some time later we lay in bed, George was behind me and I was encircled in his arms, his hand lazily stroking my chest.

"When did you know?"

I heard the tentativeness in his voice and smiled to myself.

"We were playing Quidditch, Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor I think. It was raining and the wind was blowing hard and it was fifth year. The dementors came onto the pitch because they were guarding the school from a possible attack on Harry from Sirius Black. The stadium grew deathly cold, Harry fell from his broom and plummeted towards the ground…and all I could see, all I could think about was you.

You looked so vulnerable, with your lips parted and worry in your eyes for Harry, your hair was tousled and your clothes clung to you because of the rain… and I knew. I knew that I never wanted you to be worried or hurt or vulnerable ever again and that I would do anything, anything in my power to make it so. I knew that I loved you like a brother should never love his kin."

I sighed and hid my face in the pillow, "Guess I didn't do a very good job!"

He pulled me closer and hugged me tighter. "No it was my fault, I put us through the separation, the hurt and the pain, not you."

"No but I-"

He silenced me with a finger to my lips, "Shh, it doesn't matter anymore, we're together and personally there isn't a thing you can do to get away from me now!"

I smiled and turned around in his arms, "I love you George."

"Me to, more than I should."

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