Beloved- George Weasley

Chapter 83

"You want to what?" Diana asked George, she had to almost shout over the sound of running water. George had just walked into the bathroom; she heard him start brushing her teeth before he shouted something that she couldn't make out.

"I said," George pushed open her shower curtain, standing there as naked as she was. He stepped into the shower and closed the curtains behind him. Diana stared at his toned muscular body; his hands rested on her thighs.

"My eyes are up here." 

"Yes, but you're just so fun to look at." She giggled, he put his finger under her chin and tilted her head up.

"This is also fun to look at it." Diana grinned, she stood on her tip toes and kissed him on the lips. George's hand went to her back, he brought his chest against hers, deepening the kiss. 

"What I was saying, is we need to go on a date." George said between kisses. 

"A date?" Diana asked, pulling away before George could land another kiss. Her eyebrows furrowed shaking her head at George. 

"Yes, we haven't gone on a date in months. I want some time alone with my girlfriend."

"Where would we even go Georgie? We're trying to stay away from Voldemort and his death eaters." Diana asked, George pursed his lips in thought.

"We could go to Paris. I haven't heard any death eater attacks there. Let's go, have a fun day, and then we can stay in a hotel room just for a night." George said, Diana nodded.

"Okay, fine. I have missed being alone with you." Diana said, standing up on her tippy toes to plant a kiss on George's cheek. George grinned, his hands squeezed her hips, excitedly. 

"Now, you should kiss me before I have to go to work." George chuckled, and kissed Diana on the lips. But Diana shook her head. 

"Hmm, I'm thinking of your lips somewhere a little lower." George's eyes flashed with lust; his mouth quirked up into a handsome smirk.  

"Like here?" He kissed her jaw.

"Lower," He kissed her collar bone.

"Lower," His lips fluttered against her breasts, Diana shook her head, shivering with pleasure. 

"No, lower." George lowered himself onto his knees, his hands went to either side of the shower wall. George felt himself growing harder, at the sight of Diana while he was on his knees in front of her. The shower head was pouring her with water over her shoulders. The water was gliding down her body, I watched one slid down her breasts, glid to her nipple, and fall onto the bathtub. 

"Hm, I think this is exactly where you want me to kiss." George teased, licking a small circle around her belly button. 

"No, no, lower." She whispered, hooking her thigh over George's shoulder. 

"I like the way you think Dursley." He whispered before he leaned forward, and his mouth was making Diana have a much more eventful morning.

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Clothes were thrown on the ground, hair products were everywhere, and Diana still didn't know if she looked good. Mariam sat on her bed, staring at Diana like she had grown three heads.

"You've been going out with this boy for years, why are you so nervous? Oh, this is cute." She picked up Diana's green sweater.

"I don't know why I'm nervous, we never really go out on dates. We've gotten so busy these last few months." Diana explained, staring at her outfit in the mirror. She wore a baby pink single strap dress, with a deep V neck. It ended at her mid-thigh. Her hair was done half up and half down, with two strands framing her face, and a baby pink bow on her ponytail. 

"Is Paris cold right now?" 

"I don't know. I do now that you look cute, so put some tights on so you don't freeze your knickers off." She said, throwing Diana a pair of nude tights. Diana grabbed the tights midair, and sat down on her bed.

"Is... George going to be getting ready too?"

"He already got ready why?" 

"Because your room looks like someone broke in and threw up Barbie's closet." She said, picking up a pink jumper, with a yellow D sown on it.

"Hey! I got that from Mrs. Weasley." Diana said, ripping it out of Mariam's hand.

"Yeah, well. I almost forgot your name started with a D. Thanks for the bright yellow reminder." 

"You're welcome, I thought you could use it, considering that you took so many quaffles to the head." Diana teased, poking Mariam in the head. Mariam swatted her hand away, laughing.

"Maybe if you knew how to aim."

"I know how to aim." Diana said, standing up. She checked her reflection in the mirror one last time, before there was a knock on her bedroom door.

"Don't worry, your dad is going to make sure he behaves himself tonight." Mariam winked at Diana before she opened the door. George stepped into his room, wearing black straight trousers, and a white button up shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

"Mariam," 

"George, have fun on your date. Don't do anything Fred wouldn't do." George raised his eyebrows.

"So do everything?"

"Preciously." She joked tapping George on the shoulder, before walking out the door.

"You suck as a dad!" Diana called after her, but George was too busy staring at her to care. He felt frozen to the spot, the air had escaped from his lungs, as he took her in. With her pink short dress, her curly hair that he just wanted to rake his fingers in, her long legs, and the most perfect face he had ever seen.

"You look beautiful," He breathed as she walked up to him.

"Thank you." She said, her cheeks turning pink.

"You look good yourself," she said, leaning up on her toes to kiss him on the cheek. 

"So, we better head out. I got our bags already sent to our hotel, so we can just head straight to Pairs." George grinned, Diana nodded, and she couldn't help but feel her heart starting to beat faster just by staring at George's smile. He offered her his hand, and she took it, feeling even more excited for there trip.