Morning Love. (George Weasley)

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Arabella's POV

The rest of the New Years party was a bit of a blur. After Harry had finally caught Fred, leaped onto his back and tackled him with a sloppy kiss to the lips, all I could remember was a night filled with even more laughter and fun.

A few more days had passed at the Burrow until it was finally time to head back to Hogwarts for the new term. As usual, the majority or us left our packing till last minute (besides Hermione of course) and we headed off in a hurry to platform 9 and ¾.

Molly of course smothered us with big hugs and kisses as we finally reached the train. She eventually released the tight hold she had on her children, her and Arthur waving us goodbye as we headed onto the train.

With George's large hand interlocked with mine, the twins and I stepped into a carriage whilst saying goodbye to the rest of the group who were rushing off to meet up with their friends.

Fred lifted up our trunks above our heads before crashing down onto the seat, sighing dramatically as his body slid down the booth.

"Freddie, do me a favour?" I asked sweetly, leaning into George's shoulder as he traced circles in the palm of my hand.

"And what favour would that be Belle?" he replied with a grin, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.

"Please consider giving Angelina another chance- and properly this time, not just sleeping with her."

Fred rolled his eyes in response, "Ugh I don't know Arabella, I don't know if all that relationship crap is for me."

"Come on Fred," George encouraged playfully, "look how happy being in a relationship has made me."

I couldn't help but let a smile creep on my face, snuggling further into George's shoulder as he squeezed me in by my waist.

"You mean look how soft it's made you." Fred teased, smirking.

"Fuck off." George scoffed, shaking his head.

"You fuck off, you soppy bastard."

George kicked his brother across from him, resulting is Fred immediately booting him back. I rolled my eyes as they continued to kick at each others ankles, their long legs stretched across the carriage.

"Okay Fred-" I began, pausing to attempt to stop the childish fight infront of me, "You don't have to be her boyfriend or anything- fuck sake both of you stop it- I just want you to be on good terms with her, be her friend."

I finally slapped both of their hands away from one another, both of them laughing quietly to each other before leaning back into their seat. As they quietened down, a faint voice which sounded like Angelina could be heard coming from further down the train.

"I think she's coming," George spoke, a small smirk on his face as he eyes George.

"Perfect timing." I smiled.

"Fuck no-"

"Oh come on Fred just talk-"

"Belle she hates me I can't just-"

"I'm sure she can forgive you just please-"

"Seriously I'm nervous I don't know what to-"

"Too late she's here- Angelina hi!"

Angelina came into view, stopping in her tracks to stand by our carriage down alone. She smiled down nervously at me, her eyes glancing at Fred for just a moment before looking back to me.

"Nice to see you Arabella," she waved. "Hi boys," her voice smoke in a mumble, looking over to Fred, this time Fred looking straight back.

"Hi Angelina," he cleared his throat, "how have you been?"