Chapter Three: Everything's Fine

"HERMIONE, WATCH OUT!"

Hermione looked up from her copy of Hogwarts: A History just in time to hear Sabrina yell out, and noticed an object hurtling towards her. Hermione dodged out of the way just in time as Sabrina came flying her way chasing after the Quaffle. Sabrina lunged after the Quaffle to grab it, not noticing Fred coming around after he swung the bat to hit the Bludger. When Fred pulled the bat back, Sabrina was coming around and he didn't see her when he swung the bat.

"Fred, watch out behind you!" Ron shouted too late. Sabrina raised herself up just when Fred swung the bat back. It hit Sabrina in the nose and she fell off her broom. Before she fell to the ground, Hermione quickly cast a hover charm on her so she would land safely on the ground.

Sabrina's nose was bleeding and Fred rushed over to her. "Sabrina, I'm so sorry," he said. "I didn't see you behind me. You should have said-"

"I wasn't thinking and I didn't see you until the bat was in my face," she sputtered while bursting into tears.

Before Fred could say or do anything, George quickly landed where Sabrina was and wrapped his arms around her. "It's okay," he cooed as he put his hand on her nose. "Keep your head tilted back so you don't lose a lot of blood."

"I should have been paying attention," she mumbled as she cried in pain as George kept comforting her.

Hermione cast a spell on Sabrina's nose and she felt her nose was no longer broken. "Thanks," she said to Hermione. Hermione nodded and she went back inside.

Sabrina looked at George and said, "I don't want to play anymore."

"Okay," George said as he kissed her forehead. "I think we should call it quits."

Fred nodded in agreement and he looked at Sabrina. Before he could say anything, she smiled and said, "Don't worry I'm not mad. I know you didn't mean to hurt me." She wrapped her arms around Fred and hugged him.

Fred was shocked at first and then he smiled and hugged her back, kissing her on the cheek. "I'm glad you're all right. I wouldn't want my future sister-in-law to have a broken nose on her wedding day."

Sabrina rolled her eyes and smacked Fred on the arm. She looked at George. "Instead of us going out tonight like we planned is it all right if we just stay home?"

"I have an even better idea," he said as he pulled her over toward him. "How about I make you a romantic dinner under the stars?"

"That would be lovely," she said.

They Aparated to their small home that wasn't too far from the Burrow. George carried Sabrina upstairs and set her down on the bed. He went to the bathroom. She heard him turn on the hot tub and then he came out wearing his Hungarian Horntail boxers.

"Come on I got the hot tub warming up for you, my darling angel," George said.

"You mean for us," she corrected cheekily with a smirk.

George smirked cheekily back at her. "You know what I meant Sabrina Keira Solo."

Sabrina rolled her eyes and then she kicked off her boots and pulling off her cloak and bloody grey T-shirt. She walked over to George and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Like what you see?" she asked as she kissed him passionately.

George smirked at her. "You know I do," he said to her as he laid her on the bed and ran his hands up her thighs and pulled off her shorts and then he laid on top of her and she squirmed under him. "George Weasley, get off me this instant," she said and he smirked at her and shook his head.

"No," he said.

Sabrina glared at George and then before he could react, she climbed on top of him and said, "You know I like being on top."

George smiled and said, "I know you do, sweetheart." He rolled her over and he pulled her in for a gentle kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck returned it. George picked her up and then he carried her to the hot tub and he held her close and slowly broke the kiss.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you, too," she replied as she pressed her lip against his, as they slid into the hot soapy water.

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