"Oi! Renae!" I called, catching sight of my best friend just as she was leaving the common room. It was early Saturday morning, and the first day of December.

It was more than chilly as per English custom, leaving George and I to cuddle under a blanket near the fireplace to keep warm. Both of us more than willing to take advantage of the opportunity. Dating officially for exactly a week, we were still in the honeymoon stage of couple hood-unable to detach ourselves from each other and unbearably lovey-dovey to onlookers.

"Oh, hey Andi. George," Renae smiled, approaches us after looking at the clock apprehensively. George waved at her lazily, still dozing off and using my shoulder as a pillow as I went over the extra Transfiguration and DADA work I was assigned.

"Hey, what are you doing later? I feel like I haven't seen you in forever," I asked her, noticing that she was dressed rather nicely for eight o'clock on a Saturday morning. Renae kept glancing at the clock and it suddenly made sense. Renae was off to see Draco, who unfortunately, was still her boyfriend.

"I can see that," Renae giggled as George feel asleep with his face in the crook on my neck and kept pulling me closer, using me as his personal teddy bear.

"So what do you say to a girl's night in, yeah? Catch up a bit? I have so much to tell you," I tried my best to persuade her. As much as I loved spending all my time with George, holed up somewhere private, I missed Renae. I was a girl after all, and I needed to gush over my boyfriend with my best friend.

"That actually works for me," Renae grinned, starting to retreat. "I'll meet you at the entrance of the Great Hall after dinner. We'll talk," She glanced in George's direction before disappearing through the portrait.

I smiled to myself, content with my freshly made plans for the day. I worked on a few of the numerous papers for another hour or so before George became too distracting and I finally gave in to him. "Oh, fine. I guess I've worked enough for one morning. Let's go get breakfast," I laughed, watching him perk up instantly at the proposal for food.

"Finally!" He exclaimed, kissing my cheek excitedly as he picked us both off the couch.

I rolled my eyes at him, but allowed him to lead me to the Great Hall nonetheless. It was still relatively early for a Saturday. No one of interest was there when we arrived and we opted for a spot at the end of the table, a good distance away from anyone else. George held my hand under the table as he shoveled food into his mouth and I sipped my tea, ignoring his unbecoming eating habits.

"So what are we doing today, before you hang out with Renae?" George asked, patting his stomach contently once his plate was cleared.

"Well, we could go to the library and study for that Herbology test…" I dead panned, keeping my expression totally blank.

"You woke me up at seven to study," George pouted, not amused by the suggestion in the slightest.

"I was kidding. Honeyduke's?" I offered hopefully, the promise of chocolate very appealing.

"Let's go," George grinned, happy any plans of studying were out the window for the time being.

I watched George warily as he stood before me and bowed, offering me his hand. "M'lady?" He adopted an old English accent, but remained straight-faced. Unable to do anything but laugh, I took his hand. George refused to give up on the accent the entire walk to Honeyduke's, by the time we reached the end of the tunnel I thought my sides were going to burst and my face crack in half.

"G-George, st-stop!" I wheezed, holding my stomach as my body shook with silent laughter. His jokes and overall adorableness becoming too much to handle. "I can't breathe!"

George stood perfectly still-the first sign that something was off-and in an instant his calculating stare turned into an all-to-familiar smirk.

"No," I began backing away, knowing exactly what that particular smirk meant. "George, Don't-"

Before I could finish my warning, George went into full attack mode. He knew where all my vulnerable spots were and took full advantage of the fact, tickling me without mercy. I tried pushing him away, but my bones felt like jell-o from laughing so hard. "S-St-stop!" I begged weakly.

George pushed my back against the wall of the tunnel, still poking my sides. His leaned in closely, his warm breath tickling my skin in a very different way as he purred seductively in my ear. "Now, why would I do that…"

He trailed his fingers at an agonizingly slow pace up my sides as he ghosted kisses across my exposed collar bone. I slid my hands through the tips of his hair, pulling him up to meet my eyes. Emerald meeting topaz, reflecting the same emotion neither of us could express through words.

He crashed his lips against mine, pushing me flush against the wall, pinning me there with his body. I responded eagerly, trying to close the gap even more. My senses went haywire, every kiss George placed on my neck was searing, his touch electrifying. My mind was settling into a content haze as time or any sense of responsibility faded away and the only thing that matter was kissing George. I could feel the raw power of his emotions through his actions, way to strong to be feigned. I knew it was real, but more importantly it was right.

Right, and undoubtedly enough to make me forget everything. To stay in this little passageway forever, doing nothing but simply being together seemed like the equivalent of Heaven on Earth, at the moment. George's hands pushed up my skirt, resting on the lacy fabric of my garter belt. It drove me even further down the path of desperation, wrapping my legs around his hips in attempt to bring us even closer together, without a hint of shame.

There were no second thoughts or first thoughts at all, really. There was nothing but how I wanted him so badly in that moment, and I knew it would be right. It would never matter when and where, so long as it was with him.

I brought his lips to mine hungrily, eager to convey my new found revelation to him in the only way I knew how. He kissed me just as fiercely, gripping fistfuls of my hair. I felt his erection pushing against my thigh through his pants. Only three layers of fabric kept away what I suddenly knew I wanted.

My hands tugged at his shirt restlessly, determined to remove any and all barriers between us. The fabric tore and buttons scattered to the floor as I ran my finger tips over his well-defined torso, stopping only when I came to the button of his pants-

"OI! What the bloody hell is going on down here?" The annoyingly familiar voice shouted in outrage, scaring George and I half to death.

George groaned defeatedly, burrowing his head in the crook of my neck as I quickly lowered my legs. "What do you want, Fred?," He sighed impatiently, breathing heavily against my skin. I ran my hands through his hair to soothe him as he tried to cool himself down.

"What do I want? Merlin! You both are acting like a bunch of hormonal teenagers," Fred chastised.

"We ARE hormonal teenagers," George seethed indignantly, still not lifting his head.

Fred chose to ignore his twin's outburst and continue with his lecture. "Honestly, have you two forgotten we're to meet Bill and Charlie at the Three Broomsticks for Lunch? You've both been so busy snogging each other that you-"

But I was no longer paying attention to Fred. I looked up at George alarmed and highly confused. "We're supposed to meet them today? Isn't that next week?" but his expression was just as puzzled as mine.

"I could have sworn it was," he furrowed his eyebrows, finally standing up and looking at his twin for answers.

"Yes, that's today, idiots! They're probably waiting for us as we speak!" He scoffed, but froze very suddenly as he focused his gaze on me. "HA! Good luck trying to hide that one, AndI! First time Bill and Charlie see you in months and you have that on your neck! Serves you right for forgetting about it in the first place," Fred laughed spitefully, indicating the very obvious hickey on my neck. It was just far enough in the center that it would be impossible to cover with my hair.

"And you!" Fred turned to his brother, shaking his head. "Your shirt's ruined! All the buttons missing and covered in lipstick,"

George simply rolled his eyes, pulling out his wand and muttering the spell that would mend his clothing. I pulled down my skirt much lower than I would normally wear it, and did my best to straighten out my blouse.

"Both of your hair's a fright, but there's not time for that now. We're late. If you can't refrain from behaving inappropriately, you'll pay the consequences. Now, let's go!" Fred asserted, grabbing us both by the arms and dragging us up the staircase.

"Freeeed, you're hurting me!" I whined, stumbling up the stairs without a choice.

"Cry about it," He retorted, not loosening his grip until we made it into the store. I rubbed the red mark on my arm and glared at Fred, thinking of what curse I could use to get back on him.

I was thinking on charming his robes into a frilly pink dress with a matching bonnet, cursing him to speak in nothing but nursery rhymes for an hour. As I began to draw my wand, George placed his hand over mine. I looked up at him expectantly, only to be met with his amused smirk.

"As much as I'd love you watch you do whatever it is you plan on doing to my twin, we're already late meeting Bill and Charlie," George reminded me. He knew the mention of his elder brothers would make me forget any intention of cursing Fred, and it certainly did. I smiled excitedly, eager to see the oldest of Weasley children. Bill and Charlie were simply excellent, and I was eager to spend as much time with them as possible. Charlie stays in Romania to tame the dragons and Bill travels all over the world breaking curses. When they do come home, it's like one huge family reunion even if I wasn't technically apart of the family.

"C'mon! Let's go!" I giggled. It was my turn to grab both of their arms, and lead them into The Three Broomsticks. Instantly spotting four redheads seated in the back, I abandoned my grip and took off to their table.

Seeing me bounding toward him, Charlie stood up and opened his arms wide. "CHARLIE!" I squealed, giving him bone-crushing hug. "I've missed you!"

"You too!" I added, moving to give Bill a forceful hug. He laughed lightly but stopped once he noticed what I hoped he wouldn't.

"Hey, AndI. What's that on your neck?" Bill asked, eyeing the splotchy mark with a knowing look.

"Blame him," I mumbled, glaring at George who had enough sense to act bashful. Thankfully, George took my hand before my face had the chance to explode from my extreme blushing.

Charlie's eyes went wide before he broke out in raucous laughter. "It's about time you two got together. You've been in love with each other for years!"

"Shut it, Charlie," George replied unenthusiastically, as we took our seats at the table. Ginny and Ron were already there, and like always, Percy was missing. It didn't bother me any, he was a right awful prat most of the time.

"So, when did this happen?" Bill asked, watching George and I with his normal reserved smile.

"More importantly, how come no one told us?" Charlie interjected with a pointed look.

"A week ago," I answered Bill, ignoring Charlie all together.

"We haven't seen them much since, if ya know what I mean…"Fred's sniggering was cut short when I stomped on his foot, glaring at him once again. "Ow!"

"Anyway," I started, a smug smile on my face at Fred's whimpering, "Tell me more about this Hungarian Horntail you've been training, Charlie,"

XXX

"AndI, you have to let go now," George said gently, trying to pull me away from his two eldest brothers. But I wouldn't relinquish my hold on Bill and Charlie no matter how much George tried to persuade me.

"No!" I protested childishly, hugging them even tighter.

Charlie simply chuckled, patting my back lightly. "Come on, AndI. We'll see you again soon,"

"No! You guys are always away! I never see you," I protested, pulling out my best puppy dog eyes and pout. I didn't care if I was making a scene in the streets of Hogsmeade.

"We'll you in the summer. I'm sure you'll be staying at the Burrow at some point," Bill reassured me, smirking at George with a knowing look.

"Fine! But you promise you guys will come home again some time soon?" I conceded, knowing my determination would not pan out this time. Dejectedly, I allowed George to pull me back.

"Yeah, kid. See you in a few months!" Charlie laughed, ruffling my hair.

"Good Bye, AndI," Bill said lightly, kissing my cheek before apparating away with Charlie.

"Don't look so sad, AndI. It's not the end of the world," Ron joked, noticing that I was still pouting.

I merely stuck my tongue at him, continuing with my usual childish antic without bothering to reply. I crossed my arms and glanced at George expectantly. He always seemed to know how to make me feel better, even if I didn't know how to myself.

"Right, we're going to Honeyduke's. See you later," He quickly dismissed us from his siblings, before leading me to the candy store. I didn't protest, chocolate would be more than accepted right now.

Within a second upon entering, George already had an unwrapped chocolate bar shoved into my hand. Smiling, I noticed it had almonds in it-my favorite. I kissed his cheek in gratitude before eating the much needed chocolate.

"Better?" George asked once I had taken a few more bites and began to noticeably relax. I simply nodded in response, taking small bites of the candy bar. "Good. How long until you have to meet Renae?" That mischievous glint in his eye was back.

"I'm meeting her after dinner, so…three hours?" I replied warily, never knowing where his mind would wander off to.

"Perfect. Just enough time…" George grinned, picking up a few more bars of chocolates as well as a few other things, surprisingly none of their joke candies.

"Enough time for what?" I questioned, more curious than worried now.

He looked down at me with his infamous smirk, his words spending shivers down my spine, "To finish what we started,"

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A/N : I apologize for how short and late this is! I promise the next one will be much longer and it'll be so worth the wait. This story is rated M for a reason, if ya know what I mean...

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