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After dinner, most of us went to the living room for a movie night. While Ginny argued with Fred and George over what movie to watch. I went to the kitchen to see if Molly need any help as I gathered up some snacks for everyone.

"Molly, is there anything I can help with?" I asked her as she seemed flustered with everything she had to do.

"No, sweetie," She huffed. I could tell that she was upset, "Go enjoy the movie." I walked over to her and grabbed the dishes out of her hand.

"It's okay Molly, I don't mind. Go sit with Arthur and rest. You deserve after everything you do for all of us."

"Thank you, dear," Molly sighed as I saw tears form in her eyes.

"No need to thank me," I smiled as she whipped her hands off and walked off towards the living room. It made me smile knowing that she could get some downtime. She does everything for us. All of her children and then those who aren't. She treated all of us as her children and I loved her for it. With each plate, I scrubbed them thoroughly and then set them in the drying rack to dry off. I could hear the movie begin as everyone fell quiet.

"What are you doing in here?" I heard Fred's voice say as I was lost in my own thought.

"I am helping your mom out," I said as I looked over at him.

"You don't have to," Fred said as he walked over towards me leaning up against the wall as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I know," I said as I looked back down at the sink filled with dishes, "I just wanted to be nice. She does a lot for us. Making food for us all, cleaning up after us, and putting up with you two." Fred and I giggled at my comment. Knowing it was true. I mean even for me. Keeping up with these two at Hogwarts was a job itself.

"You know George is waiting for you in there. He really wants you to come sit with him," He said as I looked back over at him.

"Don't play tricks with me," I scoffed as I reached my hands back into the sink and washed more dishes.

"I'm not. He seriously wouldn't let anyone sit next to him. He is waiting for you in there. He fancy's you. You know?"

"Why would you be telling me this? Don't you two have some brother code," I said as I intensely scrubbed the plate.

"Because I know you fancy him too. Stop tiptoeing around it. Stop scrubbing the same plate you have been since I mentioned his name. Get in there and sit next to him," Fred stated.

"You know," I said as I reached for the towel and dried my hands off, "I hate you sometimes."

"Love you too, Daisy," Fred said as he waited for me to pass him. Following me into the living room while everyone's eyes were glued on the TV watching the movie. George was sitting alone on one of the couches with a spot open next to him. I walked over towards him and plopped down next to him. George pulled the blanket he had over him over me as well as I moved closer to him. I gave him a soft smile before turning my head towards the TV.

Halfway through the movie, I felt sleepy, so I rested my head on Georges' shoulder. I could feel his eyes on me as I began to close my eyes. Moments later I was asleep.

After a while, I remember being lightly shaken awake. My eyes fluttered open into the dimly lit living room. There wasn't anyone in the room as my eyes opened fully. I looked down and noticed that I was still laying on George. I quickly sat up and looked over at him.

"Sorry," I mumbled as I pulled the blanket off my legs.

"Don't be," He rasped.

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked as I began to stand up.

"About two hours," George said as he stood up next to me.

"Oh jeez, I am sorry. You are probably so tired." I felt embarrassed.

"I didn't mind. Really," He said as he folding the blanket up before we headed out of the living room area and to our rooms for the remainder of the night. George following behind me as I stumbled over my feet in the darkness of the staircase as I was growing sleepy again. George quickly placing his hands on my waist, which made me jerk just a little as gained balance on my feet.

"You okay?" Geroge asked concerningly as he came up beside me.

"I'm just tired Georgie," I lied as looked down at his hands on my waist. I took in a deep breath wanting them to stay there but wishing they were gone.

"Sorry," He stammered as he dropped his hands to his side.

"It's okay," I said as he stood in front of me know.

"Let's get you to bed," He said holding his hand out towards me. I placed my hand in his as he walked me to my room. Pushing the door open and letting me walk in first. I bent down to pick up my pajamas off the floor and went to walk to the bathroom. I turned around to see George still standing in the doorway. Leaning against the door frame.

"What?" I asked as I looked at him raising my eyebrows.

"Nothing," He said as he shifted, pushing himself off the doorway as his deep brown eyes stared straight at me, "just making sure you get to bed."

"I'm not drunk, Georgie," I said as I let out a little laugh, "I'll be okay."

"I know. Just making sure you are okay."

"That is sweet of you," I hushed as I walked over towards him, "but you should probably go to bed as well." Holding my pajamas in my hands as I now stood in front of George and his towering presence.

"You are right," George said. I didn't want him to leave. There was something in me that wanted him to stay. With me. Forever.

"Goodnight," George spoke softly as he placed his hands on my shoulders.

"Goodnight," I whispered as he leaned down and kissed my cheek. Again. Pulling my arms tighter towards me. Squeezing my pajama between my forearms and torso like a small child holding tight to a teddy bear, scared in the dark of night.

"Sleep tight," Whispered as his lips left my cheek.

"I'll see you in the morning," George whispered against my skin as he pulled away I couldn't help but smile. Neither could he. George went me a wink before walking out of my room. Pulling the door closed with him. I stood there for a moment as I wanted to scream over the interaction that just happened. I quickly turned on my heels and went to change into my pajamas for the night. Falling asleep happy.