Starry Night {George Weasley}

The Art of Intimacy

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{TW: Sexually explicit content}

George awoke the next morning to an empty bed. He found himself feeling around the space where Rosi had laid the night before and when his palm came in contact with only the sheets he sat up abruptly. His eyes scanning the small flat looking for any sign of the girl he had been sleeping with but no such luck.

He found it a bit odd that she had made such a quiet and early getaway since it was her apartment they had slept at, but all of his answers would soon be answered as he glanced down at the pillow Ambrosia's head rested on the night before. She had written a small note for him on an old take-out receipt.

With a smile tugging on his lips, George picks up the note to read it, running his fingers through his bedhead.

Weasley,

Inspiration struck early this morning and I know I wore you out last night so I thought I'd let you sleep.

Help yourself to anything in the kitchen and meet me at my studio whenever you drag your lazy arse

Out of my bed.

Here's the address and code to get into the building since I'll be too absorbed in my work to pay

Attention if you ring the bell.

See you soon,

Rosi

George chuckles to himself as he reads over the note, his eyes scanning the address as he throws the covers off his legs and climbs out of bed. The address is just down the street from the apartment so it wouldn't take him long to get there at all.

As George gathered his clothes from the night before and started to get dressed, he thought about taking Rosi up on her offer and raid her kitchen before he headed over to her studio, but he found himself more eager to see her than he was to eat.

When he made the decision to show up at Rosi's flat unannounced the night before he had no expectations nor a single clue on how it would go but part of him knew he had to try, He was pleasantly surprised that not only was she home but that she was willing to hang out with him and didn't tell him to get lost.

After George gets dressed, he checks his appearance in the mirror in her bathroom. He glances at the shower, licking his lips as the memories from the night before make their way to the surface of his mind.

He'd known that there was a possibility Rosi wouldn't want anything serious with him, but he thought that would mean they would simply never see each other again. He much more preferred the arrangement they had decided on because it meant that he could still see her, have mindblowing sex and there was none of the pressure of a relationship.

It lifted a weight off George's shoulders knowing that there was no expectation for him to share his life secrets with Rosi since they weren't dating. This took away the anxiety of having to explain to her that he was a Wizard and owned a magical joke shop in a Wizarding shopping district that was hidden from muggle London.