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"Fred?" He looks at me, quirks an eyebrow and nods. "We need to go to Hogsmeade on the last weekend of Term." He nods again, and smiles.
"No problems."
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-Katie-
Zonko's.
Fred and George spent hours here each Hogsmeade visit - just looking
and watching everything in here. The slightly sulphuric smell of
Gunpowder & fireworks lurks in the air. The same soft scent
lingers on George, ingrained in his hair, on his skin…
the smell of danger, excitement, but of home at the same time.
A
hand sweeps across my waist, I look up and a familiar shadow falls
across me. George smiles at me in greeting, wraps an arm around my
waist and captures my lips beneath his. His fingers comb through my
hair and he pulls back to smile dopily at me.
"Hi."
I grin at him, he blushes pink. My tone softens as I lean forward, "I
missed you." He simply nods.
"Me
too." He pulls me into a tight hug,
kisses me again. I stagger backwards into a big display of bottled
bananas, almost knocking them over. The shop falls silent and my face
burns as everyone looks at me. George reaches out his hand and leads
me away, into the street, kissing me against a lamppost. There's
the gunpowder scent, lingering on the skin around his neck, in his
shirt and on the hand he presses against my cheek.
For a second, as he pulls away, his gaze rests on mine, then he takes my hand and we walk down the sunny street hand in hand; fingers laced, but silent. We sit down on one of the benches in a field beside the shrieking shack, I turn to him, and he looks back at me.
"Georgie…"
"Yeah?" There's an awkward eagerness and hesitance in his voice, both at the same time.
"I…" I take a deep breath, "I love you too." I pause, "Every time I've been alone in the past two months, I've thought of how much better it would be with you. I can't get you out of my hea-" His lips close over mine and his movements tell me that it's been the same with him.
I can't think of anything else. I can't think straight.
He lets me fall gently against the soft grass and leans over me so sweetly, his lips now pressed against my neck. I open my eyes as he pulls away, seeing him leaning over me, his blush blending his hair with his face. As I sit up, he laughs happily and scrambles to his feet, licks his lips and holds out his hand. Our fingers lock together as he pulls me to my feet and we stand, together in an embrace that lasts as long as it takes for the sun to set.
--George--
We walk down to the Three Broomsticks at about half four, sit down in the corner and just talk for twenty minutes. Not once do we run out of things to say. Eventually, Katie rises and sits at the bar, orders two Butterbeers, and returns with them. For a while, we sit and sip them tiredly.
Suddenly, I lean forward and take her hand across the table; she jolts out of her reverie and looks up at me, draining the last of her bottle.
"Pixie," I start, losing the words as she locks eyes with me.
"Georgie?" I lift her hands between mine and gently kiss her thumbs. The scent of paint, broom polish and parchment mingle, ingrained in her skin, wafts into my lungs and I breathe in deep, my chest rising and falling sharply. "What's wrong?"
"Listen… when you turn…" I feel the blush rising in my throat again. "Pixie, when you turn seventeen, I want you to…" The words stick again, I breathe in and out sharply and I half groan. Her thumbs gently and reassuringly stroke against my own. "Move in with me… and Fred… but mainly me." I blurt and ramble.
For almost a minute, she's extremely sill, not even breathing, trying to, I think, process the words I have just said. Then, I release the longest breath of my life as she looks up and smiles at me.
"I'll have to ask my mum," She says, and I'm slightly disheartened, though she smiles wider and half-laughs, "Though I have to say, three brothers and me in a house has got to grow old sometime." a pause, "So, yes, if I'm allowed, I will." I watch as she rises, moves over to sit beside me and pulls me down to kiss her, gently but strongly at the same time.
Though enjoying myself, my happiness is cut short by the realisation that-
"Merlin, I've got five minutes to get back to the castle." She scrambles awkwardly off me and swiftly kisses my cheek, before running from the pub.
I launch after her and follow her up the hill to the Hogwarts gates, Filch gives me a filthy look as I grab her around the waist and kiss her goodbye.
"I'll write you, George." She breathes as I release her after an age.
"I'll see you soon, Pixie-Kates." She passes through the gates and smiles, waving and blowing me a kiss.
"Later, Georgie," She whispers as she disappears thought the gates and I twist into apparition.
I don't move fast enough to miss her dejected words.
"It's been nice seeing you."
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-Simon-
Mum watches the Shaggy-flame-haired-tall boy as he waits nervously on the edge of the platform. He's wearing muggle jeans and a t-shirt, but a Puddlemere United scarf that looks identical to the one Oliver Wood sent my sister a year ago. Each of the team got one. He doesn't look very old, either, I must say… Katie's age, maybe, or a year older… just out of Hogwarts.
Half an hour before the train's due, a group of fifteen or so, five of them flame-haired like him, one his twin, identical, appear on the platform, looking wary, but relaxed and unhurried. He greets them, and then looks over at me.
A flicker of recognition passes between the pair of us, and he smiles.
The train pulls in, fifteen minutes late, and casts a mist all over the platform. Families gather, greet each other and apparate away, but Katie's not off the train yet, though the families have nearly all dispersed. The fog is still there, dissipating, but too slowly to be noticeable.
"Mum, look!" Ewan yelps, and points at the ginger boy. Who happens to have his arms around Katie as the fog starts to disperse more rapidly. There's a starry look in her eyes as she stands on her tiptoes to kiss him, then pulls away in search of us.
He points, directing her gaze with his hand. She almost drags him to us.
"Mum!" She hugs her and mum looks pointedly at the ginger. "This is George. Georgie Weasley… the one that I wrote to you about…" She blushes pink and George hugs her from behind, wrapping his arms around her tightly and resting his chin on the top of her head. "About moving in with," She presses kindly and mum just nods, smiling.
"I see." I grunt, folding my arms. Mum looks at me, aghast.
"Simon." She frowns and puts herself between George and I. She turns to him, smiles sweetly, as keen to impress as he appears to be. "George… um, would you like to come over for tea? Tonight? I'm sure-"
"I'd love to, Ms. Forrest," So Katie's told him she was adopted, "But I must get back to-" He gestures to the wider ginger group, "my family." He smiles, "if it's easier, Pixi-uh, Katie can come back to ours tonight, or, I don't know," He looks at Katie, "Maybe we could meet next week?" She smiles and nods. He sighs happily.
"Next week would be cool, George." She smiles at him again, "Get back home and see Ron and the others for a while."
"OK, Pixie-Kates, I'll owl you…" He bends down and kisses her, and I feel a surge of protectiveness. "I'll see you soon," he whispers and helps her lift her trunk onto a trolley before kissing her goodbye again and watching us leave.
"He seems nice," I grunt as we sit in the kitchen, mum still apparating home with Ewan and Kent still talking to his girlfriend in the fire.
"He's lovely." She says moonily, "Excepting the face that he and his brother left mid-year," she pauses, "I almost went too- it was that toad, Umbridge. Useless cow." She looks up at me, going pink.
"Does mum know?" I want her to stop Katie from seeing him. There's something about him I don't like at all.
"Yeah, course she does - I wrote and explained it too her." she grins, but her expression darkens at the expression on my face. "You don't like him, do you?" She's read my mind.
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A/N: Finally an update :P
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