Life after the War

Love, promises, and silencing charms.

Warning: There will be smut in this so if you do not feel comfortable with reading this then don't. I will be telling you when it's over. 

"I love you, Lexi. You know that?" George asked as he trailed kisses down my neck. We were now on my bed, naked, about to do IT. 

I nodded my head. "Yeah, Georgie. I know that..." It took so much effort to contain my moan.

George chuckled softly. "Good."

"George?"

"Yeah?"

I hesitated, biting my lip. I wasn't sure if I wanted to ask him this. It was kind of a personal question and what if it ruined the mood? "What-what if I get pregenant? Will you be there for me and the baby?" I mumbled, not really wanting him to hear me. 

George stopped kissing me and looked up into my eyes. "Of course I will. I'm not the kind of man to just leave when things get tough. I'm gonna be here for you and the baby. If you have a baby, that is. But either way, I'm gonna be here for you." 

I smiled down at the man I love. "Thank you, George." I whispered. 

"Not a problem." He grinned goofily at me. I giggled and leaned in to kiss him, but he pulled away.

"Will you marry me?"

My heart had stopped. My stomach dropped. And I felt sick.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What?"

"No no. I meant would you marry me one day." George explained.

I sighed in relief. "Oh, Georgie." I shook my head. "Well, maybe. It depends, really." I replied.

I had always thought I would marry Fred. But things have changed. I love Fred, but I also love George. I think I would say yes to marrying him. I'm just not ready right now. I'm still grieving over Fred.

I looked down to see George smiling. It was rather creepy.

"What...?" I asked, a little nervous.

"It's not a maybe question, love. Yes or no. Would you marry me."

I sighed and shook my head, chuckling. "Yes, George. I will marry you someday."

"Good." George buried his face in my neck, nipping at it. I giggled as he started kissing my neck.

(A/n sorry for that. I decided there will be no intense smut. Only kissing. Sorry for the inconvenience. :) )

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I opened my eyes, a bright light almost blinding me, and closed them. I groaned as I rolled over.

"Morning, love." George whispered to me in the dim lighting.

I groaned again. "What time is it?" I asked.

"About eight thirty." He answered. He brushed a strand of hair from my face, putting it behind my ear.

"It's too early to be alive right now." I mumbled, rolling on.my back and rubbing my eyes.

George chuckled. "Well, I'm hungry. Let's go eat breakfast." He rolled out of bed.

"You're always hungry." I said.

I watched George put on some pants and a black ling sleeved shirt.

I sighed as I watch him leave. I decide to get up and get some clothes on. I put on some black leggings and a huge white long sleeved shirt. I then put on my black hightop converse. I then quickly brushed my hair and put my long brown hair in a messy bun.

I opened the door and tromped down the stairs to the kitchen.

Molly was -like always- at the stove cooking pancakes. Arthur was shoving some toast in his mouth, mumbling about how he had to get to work. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were outside talking. Which left George, who was reading the Daily Prophet at the table. I sat across from him as Molly put the food down in front of us. Arthur grabbed a pancake and shoved it in his face.

Once he swallowed the food he pointed at me, then at George. "Should've used a silencing charm." He then walked out of the house, chuckling to himself.

I stared at the pancakes in horror. They knew. They heard. Oh God...

I looked up at George, who looked just as embarrassed as I felt.

I then looked at Molly, who was stabbing the food with her fork and solving it into her mouth rather forcefully. We sat like that for awhile, Molly eating and George and I staring at our hands, blushing as red as tomatoes.

Then the unthinkable happened. Molly spit her food out in front of her, laughing her head off. George and I stared at each other, unsure of what to do.

"You-you-you forgot the silencing charm!" Molly yelled, still laughing like a crazy person.

Molly stood up and went upstairs, leaving George and me confused. 

I looked over at George, who was grinning. I glared at him. 

"George Weasley, this is not funny. Your dad just told us we should've used a silencing charm and your mother was laughing her head off about it!"

George started chuckling, which was contagious, so I started laughing. 

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A few days later...

"Happy Birthday to yoooouuuu!" We all sang to Harry, who was blushing slightly. 

It was his eighteenth birthday. All of us girls had gotten together to bake Harry a big ass cake. I had a surprise for Harry though. Once he blew out the candles I grabbed a handful of cake and smashed it in his face. Everyone laughed at him as cake fell from his face to his lap. 

"Run, Lexi!" Ron yelled at me. Everyone joined in as Harry stood up slowly. I backed away from Harry and bolted out of the kitchen and to the living room. I heard him chasing after me, so I ran upstairs to my room. I slammed the door shut and locked it. 

Harry banged on the bedroom door. "Lexi! Open up, now!" Harry yelled at me. I laughed. 

"Never!" I yelled back. 

"Fine then. Alloahomora!" The door swung open, reveling a cake faced Harry. 

"Well lovely seeing you here, Harry." I said innocently. But the look on Harry's face was all I could handle, and we both fell to the floor laughing. 

"You-you're like my brother, Harry. You know?" I panted out. 

Harry nodded his head. "Yeah, you're like my sister."

"Your older sister." I stated. 

Harry rolled his eyes and helped me to stand up. "Whatever." He mumbled. I think he's just mad because I'm older and wiser then him.

A/n HAHAHAHA I liked this part! Please share this and the first book so we can get some more reads. I love you guys!!!!!!!! Oh, and please read my supernatural short stories. 

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