Morning Love. (George Weasley)

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*smut/sexual content warning*

Arabella's POV:

My first day back in classes was full of "how are you doing?" and "so glad you're okay" and "I cant believe what she did" from genuinely concerned classmates, but to me it just made me feel like I had "give my sympathy" written on my forehead.

After what felt like a very long day, I headed to my room to change out of my perfectly ironed clothes (thank to Hermione).

I changed into one of George's grey sweatshirts and pair of pink pj shorts, looking at the pink and orange sun as it began to set. I did always love the spring time.

Once I was done, I threw my hair up and put on some cosy socks before headed to the twins room.

"Hello hello" I sang, letting myself in and finding George in the middle of changing and Fred putting on his shoes.

"Hello angel" George grinned, throwing on his white t-shirt.

I smiled back cheesily, before turning my attentions to Fred, "where are you off to?"

"If you must know," he spoke sassily, "I'm taking Angelina on a very romantic walk... because I am very romantic"

"Oh are you now?" I teased.

"Oh absolutely- I am taking a page out of the soppy George Weasley Handbook." He smirked, pointing over to George who was sat at the end of his bed.

"Marvelous!" I continued to joke, "what's the occasion, other than you just being oh so spontaneous and romantic?"

"Well-" he cleared his throat, surprisingly looking a bit nervous, "I think I'm going to ask Angelina to be my girlfriend."

I gasped slightly, a big smile appearing on my face as I saw Fred's cheeks blush slightly, "Oh my- how exciting! Never did I think I'd see the day Fred Weasley was ready to commit."

He tied his shoelaces, "Oh yeah, I'm finally ready to hang up my hat... you know the hat being my dick-"

"Yes Fred I get it" I rolled my eyes.

"I mean not entirely hanging up my dick- I mean hat- like Ang still has full access to it- I meant more for others not having access-"

"Lord we get it!" George spoke up, laughing as he fell back onto his bed, "Save some of this speech for your date Romeo"

I burst out laughing, seeing Fred actually nervous being quite amusing.

"Oh shut up both of you!" He scoffed, grabbing his jacket from behind the door and opening it.

"Save a space for me in the boyfriend-girlfriend club!" He called out as he left, closing the door behind him.

I sighed with another laugh, before turning my attentions back to George.

"And how are you boyfriend?" I asked playfully, crawling on to the end of the bed.

"Much better now you're here, girlfriend." He joked back, tugging on my arm so I fell onto the bed beside him.

We shuffled up the bed so our heads hit the pillows, my leg draping over George's torso as I cuddled into him.

"So.." George began, "I know you're absolutely sick of people asking... but are you okay?"

I groaned playfully, whacking his chest lightly.

"-I know, I know you hate it- but as your boyfriend-" he teased more, turning to face me, "I want to know that you're genuinely alright, and not just putting on a face."