The First Date
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Just before flooing back to George and Fred's apartment my hands shook with my nerves. Jasmine had came over to Jamie and Claire's house to help me get ready for my first offical date with George Weasley. It wasn't until after I left the Weasley's flat and I was alone in my room that I started to panic, and we were going to talk about the arranged marriage too and what we should do, my nerves were shot. My whole system was in panic mode. But thankfully Jasmine helped to calm me down in minutes, being the only sister left in the country it was her duty. She also helped me choose the flirty casual navy dress and classic cream wedged heels I was wearing.
"Well what are you waiting for it's way past eight and it's only George" Jamie teased from his spot on the couch, Claire touted him as she poured the three adults in the room some red wine.
"You'll be fine sweetie" Jasmine explained confidently. But my nervous shaking didn't stop "Just pretend" she added quickly as I stepped into the enlarged fireplace "pretend and it'll turn into the truth" she pointed out.
"Pretend what?" I asked confused grabbing some floo powder.
"That you like him" She sighed out with a pitiful smile.
"Fred and George's Flat" I snapped dropping the powder. As I seen milliseconds of images of peoples home I thought over it, I just had to pretend to like George, I could do that. I ended up in the right fireplace, sighing thankfully I stepped out into the living room to find George running a hand through his styled ginger hair and wearing a smart causal suit. Smiling at him he smiled his charming smile back, Jasmines advice was useless to me now, I couldn't pretend to like George. I actually did kinda liked him. Damn, how did that happen.
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I decided that the best option was for the pair of us to apparite to the restaurant if we actually wanted to get there on time, instead of just late as Elizabeth described before. The fireplace sparked up and there she was, and she looked beautiful.
"Ready to get this show on the road?" I asked with a smirk fixing the cliff links on my shirt.
"Sure thing" She fixed her curled hair and made sure her bag was in place before taking my arm.
"Hold tight" I advised as we disappeared into the tight tube of apparition.
We arrived at the hip, new muggle bar Lee had been telling me about at his party. I was glad to have landing in the right place. Smiling down at Elizabeth I led her inside and towards the bar. "Drinks as promised, What would you like?" I asked over the music.
"Surprise me" she grinned dropping her bag to the bar and flicking her blond hair out of her face. I chuckled and leaned over the bar to the bar tender and ordered a cosmo for Elizabeth and a cider for myself. "I like this place, I don't usually go to muggle bars" she explained into my ear to make sure she wasn't over heard. Her scent engulfed me and I couldn't help that my desire for her grew.
"Yeah, I was at a party while you were away in Italy, the host mentioned this place. I thought we could check it out before dinner" I smiled, handing over some muggle money for our drinks.
There was an awkward few moments where neither of us said anything. Before the silence was interrupted by Angela, one of my old school friends. "Fred?" She greeted happily "You didn't tell me you were coming here the other night" she jumped in and hugged me and kissing my cheeks dangerous close to my mouth.
"It's George actually" I explained with a chuckle "how many years have you known us and you still don't know who's who" I accused her amused, her hand landing on my thigh as she shook her head amused.
"Oh shush, you and Fred are identical" Angela laughed her eyes excited, as she slapped my leg. "So this is thee Elizabeth O'Connor then?" she turned to face the younger girl.
Elizabeth, I noticed didn't look as amused as either of us. "Yes" she answered shortly glancing between the pair of us curiously.
"Oh Georgie she's just as pretty as we've heard" Angela lied, since neither Fred and myself had spoken in great length about Elizabeth "stylish too, who made that little dress?" she asked eyeing up the younger girl, for some reason I felt like Angela was patronising the girl.
"I'm not sure actually, besides you're cocktail dress is far prettier" she replied slightly cold. "Excuse me, I'm just going to powder my nose" she excused her self walking towards the back of the bar.
Just as Elizabeth was out of ear shot Angela huffed "Little jealous thing isn't she" she teased, taking her seat and catching the bartenders attention "Vokda lime" she smiled before turning back to me "and really George she's not really your type"
"Since when do I have a type" I laughed taking a large gulp of my drink and thinking over what Angela said as she paid for her drink, Was Elizabeth jealous?
"Well it's never been little, blond, school girls before has it George?" she argued taking a long sip from her drink. We eye'd each other for a long moment before I placed my drink down and replied.
"That's not the point, is it Ang?" I asked "She's who I like right now and that's what matters" I declared seriously to my friend.
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I just slid past a couple laughing loudly when I heard the end of George and his tall, perfect friend's conversation. "She's who I like right now and that's what matters" My heart thudded with the shock of it.
"Elizabeth" this Angela greeted before slipping out of my stool "I hope you enjoy the rest of your night" she said sincerely "you've managed to catch a good one here" she pointed out gazing at George for a long moment before kissing his cheek, in an appropriate place, and wondering back to her friends.
"Sorry about her" George explained as I sipped my drink "I didn't know she was going to be here and she's a bit of a handful sometimes"
"It's fine, she's your friend" I smiled into my drink, still ecstatic about the new information I just learnt. "So did Fred have any of the sweets we bought at McCann's?" George's eyes brightened.
"Yeah we devoured them in like two and a half days. Did you end up sharing any of your's with the triplets?" he asked. I laughed and nodded, the pair of us talked about the different type of muggle sweets, my trip to Italy, his work and drank two more drinks until it was close to half nine. Then George stood and helped me to my feet before bringing me outside and apparited us to our next destination. A renown Magical restaurant in the south of London, the outside didn't look like more than a rundown shop but once you were allowed inside that peeling door the place came alive.
"Been here before?" George asked unbottening his jacket as he held out my chair.
"No" I whispered gazing around the room, there were about fifty people sitting in the beautiful circle room, a pianist I recognized played in the centre, all the tables where intimate and romantic and waiters dressed in black and red dotted around the room.
George grinned at me as he sat "Neither have I" he admitted, eyeing the floral arrangement at the side of the table "But it's supposed to be amazing" he teased, I laughed. We ordered our drinks and meals before really talking again.
"How'd you manage this?" I asked still shocked we were here to begin with "Jamie was telling me once how hard it was to get a reservation in any of the great restaurants in London unless you practically owned the place by buying their shares."
George shrugged licking his bottom lip "Fred and I get invitations to plenty of these types of places all the time, we never really ask for the follow up." He explained his eyes flickering around the room.
"But why?" I asked confused "I mean, that just doesn't make any sense"
"Sure it does" George laughed leaning closer to me as our waiter poured our wine "I'm a successful, young business man that the public adores" He boasted mockingly. "Why wouldn't want a renown place such as this want me advertising it?"
I shook my head at his antics "So what you get invited, if you accept, they get to take your picture and it comes out in tomorrow's daily mail?" I asked intrigued.
"No Silly" George tusked taking our glasses and handing mine to me "Our picture" he explained with a playful wink, taking a sip.
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We were on our deserts, Elizabeth deciding on a chocolate moose and I a chocolate fudge cake. As mine came to the table Elizabeth eye'd it, I knew just by her expression alone she preferred mine over her own, smaller dish.
As the waiter walked away I leaned into her and smirked "We can share if you like" I explained pushing my plate towards her. She smiled brightly before laughing lightly and taking a spoonful of my cake and moaning deeply when it was in her mouth. My mind went rolling from the sound and my slacks tightened. The night has been going brilliantly between the pair of us laughing and chatting and Elizabeth not over reacting when a waiter actually asked to take a photo of us for the paper.
"It's delicious" she stated dipping her spoon into her own moose. "I knew I should have ordered it" she muttered under her breath. I decided to dip my spoon into her desert, she let out a gasp of shock "excuse me" she snapped eyeing my spoon.
"Only fair since I shared mine" I teased taking the spoon into my mouth and making an over done sound of appraisal. She burst out laughing shaking her head and stealing some more of my cake.
I payed, we left the restaurant, and I apparited us back. It was cool outside when we finally got back to London. Elizabeth shivered and eye'd the clear night sky. "Here, borrow my jacket" I explained pulling off the jacket and helping her into the far too big jacket. "Better" I asked hopefully.
She nodded with a smile as I we walked the short distance towards Jamie O'Connor's home in London "George we never got around to talking about what's going to happen..." she paused biting her lip for a moment "...You know with us"
I was quiet for a moment before blurting it all out "Well I think you should move in with Fred and I" she eye'd me slightly shocked her lush lips parted "I know it's soon and everything but you moving between your siblings isn't far on you, and maybe this way Fred with start to like you like I do and you can start to think about what you really want after Hogwarts and I can help you achieve that. And besides if you don't like living in the flat with us you can move out and we'll figure it out something else after that" I ranted rubbing the back of my neck, before glancing down at the smaller girl, she stared at me wide eyed.
"You like me?" She asked softly, I flushed bright red my ears burning. "I mean" her face flushed "Yeah I could move in"
"Really?" I asked quickly "You don't have to you know that right?"
"No, I want too" she explained looking away from me for a moment "Besides it's kind of what's expected of us isn't it" she glanced back at me quickly "But personally I want to get to know you better cause..." she closed her eyes before catching my gaze, her green eyes glowed in the street light "I kinda like you too"
My heart jumped at her words "Brilliant" I whispered leaning in and catching her lips with mine. Her hands tentatively found my hips as mine found her waist and I pulled her close. We broke apart from our first kiss and smiled at each other, our bodies pressed against each other "Just brilliant" She laughed and bounced to her tippy-toes to kiss me again this time with more passion.