'Till The End Darling

30. Harry

Narrators pov:

"Whats that?" George asked in reference to the varnish that y/n was applying to her nails.
"Nail polish." She smiled.
George picked up her hand and brought it up to his face inquisitively.
"George careful" she giggled as she pulled her hand back down, continuing to paint her nails black.
"It looks nice" he spoke from beside her on the bed.
Y/n looked up to him for a few moments and realised he was still looking at her hands.

"Would you like me to paint your nails George?"

His head jerked up and he grinned excitedly. "We can be matching"

"Youve got to stay still while I paint them okay." She instructed.

"Yes sir." George said as he mimicked a salute.

George watched his girlfriend delicately stroke the black varnish onto his nails. He watched as the side of her mouth twitched upwards in concentration. Even the smallest things she did would cause millions of butterflies to take flight in his stomach.

"Done" she smiled proudly.

George placed his long hands next to hers and admired her work.

"Here give me youre hands, its not dry yet and I don't want you to smudge it" y/n took his hands in her own and brought them up to her lips. She gently blew on the tips of his fingers so that they would dry quicker. After a few moments she knew they would be dry, but she was quite enjoying the effect she was having on George. He was looking to her in awe as she blew on his fingers but looked up to him with her big beautiful eyes.

"Are they dry yet?" The urge to touch her was overwhelming.

"Lets see.." slowly bringing Georges index finger right up to her lips, she parted her mouth so that his finger lay on her bottom lip. George groaned lowly and she smirked at him. Opening her mouth wider she took the length of his finger inside and sucked on it playfully. Swirling her tounge around for a few seconds she then pulled away "yeah dry."

George leant over her and pushed her down onto the bed "Merlin I love you" running his hand up and down her curves while taking her mouth in a deep kiss he felt himself growing.

"Y/n?" Ginny called from behind the door.

Not responding she pressed her tounge deeper into him. He smiled against her in excitement.

"Y/N" Ginny shouted this time "awnser me woman or I'm coming in there, and trust me I don't want to see whatever it is thats going on in there"

"What is it Gin?" Y/n laughed.

"Hermiones here"

"Ooh Mione!" Y/n squeeled as she freed herself from underneath George. "Sorry" she kissed his nose "ill see you later"

Running out the door she met Ginny who gave her a knowing giggle. She grabbed y/ns hand and the pair ran downstairs to meet their friend.

"Hermione!" Ginny and y/n called excitedly as they ran up to the witch. Hermione had barely stepped in the door before she was wrapped in hugs from her friends. Instantly dropping her bags Hermione responded by hugging y/n and Ginny back.

"So how are you both?" Hermione asked as she unpacked her bags, she would be sharing Ginnys room.

Ginny and y/n giggled to eachother.

"What? What is it?" Hermione questioned.

"Y/ns got something to tell you." Ginny sang.

Hermiones eyes lit up "is it what I think it is?"