Elusive // The Weasley Twins

68. Two Minutes

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    It was nearly three in the morning by the time the last guests were finding their way out of Cosette's home.

    Most people were absolutely hammered and while Cosette did have a few drinks, she didn't enjoy herself as much as she probably should have. She was anxious about having everyone in her home and the last thing she wanted was to get openly drunk in front of people and risk saying things she knew to keep to herself.

    As Hermione and Ron were leaning against the table chatting with Cosette, she couldn't help but peer towards the kitchen where George was trying to clean up what he could.

It was cute. Watching him open cupboards to try and find where Cosette kept her garbage bags. She smiled when their eyes met briefly and she could see how proud he was that he managed to find them on his own.

She wondered when he would start to familiarize himself with the layout of her home, when he wouldn't second guess what drawer she kept the utensils in or when he finally got the hang of what switch turned on what light.

Of course, he could always rely on magic to do the simple tasks like that, but Cosette noticed that within the last few days he hadn't used his wand much except to apparate somewhere.

There was a chance that he felt bad that she was without magic so he was trying to use it as little as possible too.

George caught her gaze again and he sent a wink in her direction before going back to cleaning up.

He walked past the three of them to head towards the living room and his arm just barely brushed up against Cosette's. She knew he did this on purpose. There was more than enough room for him to walk with space in between.

She couldn't blame him though. It'd been nearly impossible to keep her hands off of him all night.

George found any excuse he could to step by her, placing his hand on her back whenever he was able to. He constantly checked up on her and she wasn't surprised in the slightest when he was suddenly at her side when Elliot came up to say goodbye.

"I just don't like him," George had said, to which Cosette rolled her eyes and told him to be nice.

Nick then had the audacity to invite George and her to an upcoming game to support him and Elliot, to which George rolled his eyes and asked him to shut the fuck up. Cosette was still trying to pinpoint the type of friendship George and Nick had, but Nick wasn't at all offended when George told him they wouldn't be attending one of his games.

"...asked if he was seeing anyone, can you believe that?"

Cosette was suddenly interested as Hermione's gossip-craving side came out once more, she focused back in on the conversation and raised her eyebrows, "Who asked about who?"

"Angelina," Hermione said, glancing at George who was just behind them, "She's not over him I guess."

Cosette fought the urge to scoff, "They were barely dating in the first place. If George ever wanted to be in a relationship with her, they would be in one by now."