The Girl with the Broken Smile (Fourth Book in the Heart Scar series)

George's Doll

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of these characters except Aria, Jude, Lucy, Max, Marie, Ben, Paige, Fred II, Sebastian, Jenna, Alice II, Frank II, Alex, Melinda, Toby, Markus, Bella, Jason, Raychel, Charlotte, and Reginald. Everyone else belongs to J.K. Rowling.

George’s Doll

            I was sitting at the head of a long table and looked at everyone sitting around me. The only one I recognized was Charlotte but I felt like I knew the others. I drummed my fingers against the table and said, “So, no one can explain how you LET THEM GET GEORGE?!” I yelled and clenched my fists. Everyone shifted their eyes from me and I sighed angrily. “It’s fine. I just have to do something about this.”

            “I can help.” Charlotte spoke up and I looked at her with a smile.

            “Charlotte, I don’t want your help.” I glared at hr. “You couldn’t even keep them away.” I stood up. “I have to do everything myself.” I walked out of the room and slammed the door for effect. I walked over to a mirror and found out I was Raychel. She smiled into the mirror and said, “I’ll see you soon, Aria. You can count on that.”

            My eyes flew open and I woke up in a cold sweat. I knew Raychel would be planning something but I didn’t know she’d send me a dream. More like nightmare. I took a deep breath and looked over to the person next to me. George was still asleep and he looked so peaceful. He probably didn’t get much sleep while he was trapped in that hell hole. I know I wouldn’t have. I just laid there and watched him sleep. It really was nice to have him back. I missed him more than anything. I moved so that my head was on his chest and took his scent of lilies in. I then started drawing on his chest with my finger and closed my eyes. I soon felt George move and he held me to him.

            “Good morning, Love.” He said happily and kissed my head.

            “Good morning.” I said and looked up into his eyes. “Sleep well?”

            He nodded. “Better than I have in weeks.”

            “I bet.” I kissed his lips. “How about you get dressed and I’ll shower then we’ll go to the Burrow to get the kids.”

            He smiled. “Sounds good.” He rubbed my back then left his hand on my butt. “I’ve really missed this.”

            “My butt?” I questioned and tried not to laugh.

            He laughed and shook his head. “No. Cuddling with you.” He kissed my lips. “And kissing you.” He kissed my neck. “And more.”

            I laughed. “George, I haven’t shower in a day. I smell.”

            “You smell fine to me.” He kissed my neck again and ran his hands up my shirt.

            “I thought you wanted to see the kids.”

            “I do but I also want to do this and we won’t be able to do this with them here.” He moved my hair and nibbled my ear.

            I closed my eyes and moaned. “Very true.” I smiled and kissed his lips.

            George took off the shirt quickly and threw it on the ground. He then flipped us over and kissed my lips. He then moved his lips to my neck then my chest then my stomach. I moaned again and put my hands on my stomach above his head. He lifted his lips off my body and looked down at my hands. He then grabbed my left hand and looked at the R burned into my skin. I bit my lip and knew he was going to ask about it.