Ember. It means fire. Ember was never safe. Even before she was born she was coverted. Hunted. She's the last of her kind. Once there were many. Once there were four. Four families. One for each element. Air. Water. Earth. Fire. Every other family e...
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"It's great to have you back." George said, wrapping his arm around Ember.
"It feels great to be back." Ember said, who was straddling George's lap and wearing his shirt. "I don't even think I realised just how much that potion effected me and not just physically."
It was the early hours of the morning and George had slept over, secretly, in Embers room.
"How was last night?" George asked her, softly.
Ember smiled biting her lip.
"Magical." She said and leaned down and kissed him. "How was it for you?" Ember said and started to trail kisses down his neck.
George was not able to form a sentence right away, highly distracted by the way Ember was kissing his neck. "Perfect and if you keep doing that we might just have to have a replay." George groaned.
Ember smiled against his neck and didn't stop.
"You asked for it." George said and Ember squealed as George flipped them over so Ember was underneath him.
"Where's Ember and George? There breakfast will get cold." Mrs Weasley said.
"We don't know. Em, stayed in her own last night. She's probably still asleep." Ginny answered.
Since Ember had recovered she had been staying in Ginny and Hermione's room for the past week, having had enough of her own room after being locked up in there for three days.
"Fred, where's George?" Mrs Weasley asked.
"He wasn't there when I woke up." Fred shrugged but Harry noticed something twitch in his pocket.
Mrs Weasley eyes bulged and she and Sirius were both alert.
Without any hesitation, Mrs Weasley stormed upstairs. Harry saw Fred tap his pocket. What he didn't know was that Nymeria was currently hiding in Fred's picket, both of them acting as a lookout for Ember and George.
'Angry Momma Weasley is looking for you.Youhave less thena minute.' Nymeria linked Ember.
"Crap." Ember said, pulling out of a kiss.
"What?" George asked, leaning in to kiss her again.
"Your mother's on her way up!" Ember said urgently. "We have less then a minute!"
They practically fell out of the bed and quickly put their clothes one. George used his magic to make the bed and summoned two books out if Ember's trunk and he threw one at her which she barely caught.
"Act innocent." George said and they both got hurriedly back on the bed and opened the books to random pages.
Just as they settled Ember's door was slammed open. Ember and George both pretended to be startled.
