Perfect Match(A George Weasley Love Story)

Home At Last

George's POV

"George, man, wake up," a voice whispered in my ear, scaring the living daylights out of me. I groaned and opened my eyes, looking around to see Fred, Angelina, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all gathered around the couch I was laying on, staring at me as if I was a caged animal in a zoo. I looked down, seeing what they were staring at, Britta was laying right next to me, spooning with me, actually, and was still fast asleep. My arm was draped protectively over her, one of her hands still holding mine and we had both kicked off the blanket until it was only under the arm that I had wrapped around her. 

I looked over her at her face, and let me just say, she looked beautiful, absolutely beautiful, even when she was sleeping. She looked so peaceful, so sweet, and the fact that she was wrapped up in my arms made me feel like the luckiest man in the world, I couldn't help the smile that grew on my face. 

"What happened last night? Did you two...?" Fred asked, raising his eyebrows at me. 

"No, we didn't. We just fell asleep," I whispered, not wanting to wake Britta up. "Don't tell mum and dad, or her dad, when we get back. They'll freak. Mum'll yell, Dad'll yell, so much yelling," I murmured, shivering at the thought. 

"We won't," Fred whispered back, ushering everyone out of the common room. "The train leaves in four hours, just so you know," he said before he too stepped out of the common room and closed the door behind him. I laid back down, burying my face in her hair and pulling her even closer to me, before quickly drifting back off to sleep. 

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I woke up slowly this time, and I could tell that it was at least an hour later, since there was more light drifting through the windows in the common room. Britta was still asleep, still holding my hand, so with my other hand, I pulled the blanket up more on the both of us before I rested my head back against the pillow. It felt so right to hold her like this, so normal. Like it was supposed to happen. It felt right to have her snuggled up against me, holding my hand as we slept. I smiled and pressed a kiss to her cheek, which caused her to stir a bit. Her beautiful blue eyes fluttered open and met with mine for a few seconds. 

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Britta's POV

My eyes fluttered open as I woke up, meeting with my favorite pair of hazel ones for a few moments. His arm was draped over me, my hand holding his even in our sleep. We were spooning, and had a blanket draped around the both of us lightly. We were both still in our clothes from the Ball, our shoes and his jacket and tie haphazardly thrown on the chair. Their was a bit of light streaming in from the windows, so I would guess it was about nine in the morning. I snuggled more into George's embrace silently, turning back to face away from him. 

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered, resting his head back on the pillows, his nose less than centimeters away from my head. I smiled and blushed a bit. 

"Morning handsome," I answered, rolling over in his embrace to face him and pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek before the door to the common room swung open and Fred, Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny all piled in. 

"Ah, young love. Isn't it beautiful?" Fred teased, resulting in George grabbing a pillow and chuckling it him. I sat up on the couch and grabbed my shoes from over on the chair before I stood up and started over to the stairs that lead to the girl's dormitory. 

"No, don't leave," George whined, turning around from his spot on the couch to face me and give me his best puppy dog eyes. I laughed and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek before I walked up the stairs and into the dorm that I shared with Ginny and quickly unlocked it before walking in. I mentally thanked myself for already packing everything into my trunk yesterday and I grabbed a Chudley Canons jumper, a pair of black athletic leggings, and some simple white and black Nike running shoes that I quickly slid on before I threw my dress, jewelry, and heels into my trunk. I then walked over to the bathroom and inspected my reflection.