Snape's Precious Cargo (ON HOLD)

Snape's Precious Cargo: In Some Way. (Chapter 8)

We reached the stairs, and I let George's hand drop. I turned towards him, I couldn't read his face. He walked to me, enveloping me into a hug. His body was warm and I breathed in his scent. I began to pull away when I felt the stairs begin to move. When they finally stopped, the bottom ended at nothing but a wall, as did the top. We were stuck, I sighed but George laughed.

"Calm down love." I sometimes wonder how he could always find a way it smile. I sat myself down on a step, George folllowed suit. I looked at him, and grabbed his hand, squeezing it. "What is on your mind?"

"It is just hard, you know?" He nodded in agreement. I didn't feel like discussing what happened right now. He seemed to understand. "I wish I had a perfect family like you." He looked at me like I was a dementor.

"We are not perfect, far from it actually." He snorted. I shook my head in disbelief. "I am being honest El, it isn't always peaches and cream."

"But you have parents that love you." I cut him off. He pulled me into a hug.

"Your dad loves you, in some way." He trailed off a bit, I pulled away and rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, in some way. I want a real family." I groaned, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Harry." He breathed out, and then took another deep breath in.

"Yeah, Harry." I agreed. The stairs began to move again and we bolted up. We made our way to the Ravenclaw common room. I turned to him once we reached the door. He smiled, and gently brushed my hair out of my face.

"Meet me by the lake at 11." He leaned in, kissing my head and walked away before I could even let out a sound.

I cautiously made my way out of the castle. I glanced at my watch when I hit the doors, 10:50. I swallowed hard and walked down to the lake. I couldn't help but stop dead in my tracks when I spotted George. He was standing there, his uniform a bit unkept, and his hair messy, but his boyish grin spread across his face. Behind him was a blanket, and candles everywhere. I walked towards him, marveling at him.

"George-" He cut me off, grabbing my waist.

"You look as beautiful in the moonlight as I imagined." He kissed my forehead, and pulled me to the blanket. He sat down, and I followed suit.

"This is amazing." And it was. He had candles, and a basket, with a perfect view of the lake.

"As are you." I smiled, grabbing his hand, kissing it gently. His hand was rough, from many experiments I presumed. He opened the basket, handing me a can of Coke. My eyes widened.

"How did you?" He just grinned, taking the soda out of my hand and pouring it into a glass, handing the glass to me.

"I have connections, which is how I got these." He brought out 'little debbie' cakes, causing me to laugh out loud. I had tried them once at a store in London which had American food, and fell in love.

"You are too much." I jokingly punched his arm, grabbing the cakes out of his hand, and opening them. I took a bite, letting the sweet cake and cream fill my mouth. He laughed, eating one himself.

"Right?" He nodded at me as he ate. I knew he would love them. He laid back the blanket, and I curled up next to him. I closed my eyes as he began to stroke my back. "It is scary isn't it?"

"Hmm?" He sat up, looking down on me.

"Sirus Black." His eyes shot me a concerned look, before nodding in agreement. George brushed my hair out of my eyes, leaning down, pressing his lips against mine. I let them engulf me, wrapping my arms around his neck. My body became warm, making me smile into the kiss.

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Unkown POV-

I watched as they kissed, and I couldn't help but let a growl escape my throat.

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I heard a growl, sending George and I flying apart. I looked at him, alarmed. He coughed and smiled, craking a joke, but I wasn't paying attention. I could swear I saw eyes in the trees.

"Come on." I looked at George, he was standing, his hand held out to me. I took it, standing up and followed him as he led us back to the castle.