𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Hmm, I love you | George Weasley

A reddish-gold glow illuminated the cozy living room, sending warmth to every corner. I laughed at a joke Lee Jordan had cracked, leaning my head back to rest on the sofa behind me.
Just like me, Lee was staying over at the Weasley's for new years, since his parents were on a business trip. I sat on the floor, head leaning against George's legs as I listened to the drowsy conversation going around.

A wave of exhaustion hit me quite suddenly, while I took a small sip from my water glass. My eyes fluttered at the sudden overcome and next thing I knew, I was yawning. Somehow, George had noticed my sudden lack of participation in their jokes, soon leaning down to check up on me. Catching me in the middle of a yawn, he shook his head at me, grasping my hand tightly. "I think we're gonna head to bed, feeling a little drowsy." He stated firmly, getting off the couch and pulling me with him. "Good night," I said, suppressing yet another yawn and following George up the stairs.

As soon as we reached my room, which originally belonged to Percy but since he didn't live at the burrow anymore, I stayed there, George pulled me into his arms. My head dropped against his chest and I could barely muster up the energy to wrap my arms back around his lean torso. "C'mon, love, lets get you ready for bed."
We quickly changed and crawled into bed, snuggling close to each other. George cradled me in his arms, pulling me into his chest and laying his chin on my head. I breathed deeply, taking in his familiar scent and immediately relaxed into his touch. I was asleep so quickly, that I didn't even hear George whisper into my hair. "I love you, Y/n, with all my heart."

The next morning, I awoke to a still sleeping George, his hair tousled, mouth agape and emitting the most adorable sounds. I carefully detached his arms from around my waist and attempted to roll out of bed, but before I had even sat a foot near the floor, a familiar set of hands pulled me back. I was now with my back against George's chest, feeling his every breath tingle on the skin of my neck. "Where do you think you're going baby?"
"Hmm, I was gonna get some water." I chuckled as he left open mouthed kissed along the exposed part of my neck.
"Why would you do that if you can cuddle with me?"
"Because I'm thirsty and need some water?"
"No."
"No?"
"No. You're staying with me." He insisted, hugging me closer and peppering my face with small kisses.
"George!" I squealed, wriggling in his arms, trying to turn away, but he only continued down my neck, when he couldn't reach my face anymore, sending a shiver down my spine. "You like that baby?" George muttered, smirking into my skin as he kisses the same spot again.
"Mhm," I smiled, turning so that I was facing him. He pulled me into a passionate kiss immediately, tangling his hands in my hair and pulling me closer to him, if it was even possible. "Hmm, I love you." He repeated over and over, after every kiss, not missing a single spot.
"I love you too, Georgie."

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Okay, this took a little while, ehem.

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