The Only One (George Weasley Love Story)

The Trip

*Freya's POV*

I looked over the railing of the patio and frowned, I didn't want to leave Hawaii. It was so very gorgeous here, I remembered the few trips with Robbie but I forgot the simple beauty of the Hawaiian islands. I gazed out over the beach as the sun slowly rose in the sky over to the right of me, the sky was painted with pastel colors of pink and purple and orange, it was extremely beautiful.

"There you are," George greeted as arms went around my waist and kissed my neck.

"Sorry, just enjoying the view," I smiled.

"You're not thinking about Tyler and what he said at the wedding, are you?" George questioned, leaning on the railing beside me when he let go of me." I smiled at the gold band on his finger, reminding myself that he was married to me.

"What do you mean?"

"Ron told me about your conversation with Tyler before we left, he was worried about you," George shrugged.

I smiled slightly, "it was bound to happen...the fallout between us," I snaked my arms around his side and nuzzled my face into his arm. Breathing in the scent of sweat and coconut.

"I'm sorry I ever tried to get that arse to come to the wedding, I just thought it would make you happy," George shrugged.

I kissed his arm and smiled, "I love that you tried...its nothing to be sorry over."

George stroked my hair and smiled, "I'd do anything for you, my love."

I smiled, nuzzling my cheek against his arm and sighed deeply.

"Ron told me you agreed with him though," George turned, looking at me, he was frowning and looked slightly disappointed, but his eyes still spoke volumes of how much he loved me. I averted my gaze but George lifted my chin, "what Tyler said about you isn't true at all. Not for a second, Freya. You're this incredible girl who amazes me every single day, you opened you're own shop, Freya! And its successful! I don't want you to think otherwise or any less of yourself. I know the shop isn't the ideal dream and not part of your life path...but just because your path changes, doesn't mean things aren't good right?" I gave a small smile, feeling a bit better as George gave me a deep kiss, "now what do you say to going back to our room so I can show you how special you are to me?"

I laughed as George wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, "and how exactly do you plan to do that, sweetheart?"

Without a word George picked me up with ease and carried me back into the room before setting me on the bed.

*George's POV*

I remember the first time I had looked at pictures of Freya and her brother in Hawaii, I remembered the exotic flowers Freya stood beside and the sandy beaches where Freya stood with her brother. But there's something pictures don't capture, even if they captured the beauty of Freya, it still wasn't enough to demonstrate the beauty of the Hawaiian islands. It was sheer amazement when I stepped off the plane and a lay of flowers was placed around my neck as we walked through the airport. There are no words to truly demonstrate just how incredible this place was; you could say it was hot, sometimes even too hot, but beautiful, exotic, gorgeous.....those words weren't good enough to explain Hawaii and its glory.

"George, look! There's another rainbow!" Freya shouted with excitement as she sat up from the towel.

I chuckled as Freya pointed at the rainbow that extended above our hotel beside the beach, "that's the fifth one we've seen this week."