The day went by incredibly slow, George didn't show up to lunch, which didn't help my anxiety. So I decided not to go to dinner, I slowly exited my dormitory. With my potion books in hand, ready to get to the library early, since Draco won't be there yet. I paused as I approach a figure sitting on the couch, in front of the fire. I knew it was George.
I slowly sat by him. I signed, "listen, George. I know you must be mad at me, I understand. You have every right to be. But I don't know why I ran out, without saying it back. Because the truth is, I do Love you. And honestly, it terrifies me, because my parents have already promised me to the Malfoy family. And if I already love you now, it might only intensify by then. And then what? I'm suck marrying him, when I love you."
George laughed, sadly, "you don't think I haven't thought about all of that? Because I have, and frankly, it's worth it. I want to be with you while I can, it might seem like a waste to you, but loving you, is so much more to me. And I wasn't mad at you, I was hurt, to think you didn't care about me. And I'm still wondering." I swallowed hard, not sure of what to say.
I slowly leaned towards him, and placed my lips on his. Instead of rejecting it, like I thought he would; he deepened it. Slowly slipping his tongue in my mouth, fighting for dominance, which I gave him, not minding. I quickly straddled him, not breaking the kisses.
Until, I let my lips venture down his jaw, and unto his neck. He sucked in air, as I left my mark. I slowly leaned back to look at him. "I love you, it is worth it to me. But sadly it's almost seven, and I have to work on my potion's project with Draco. Don't worry, Snape picked the partners, I'm not happy about it," I muttered. George smirked, "fine, if you have to spend time with him. I need to at least mark what's mine."
I looked into his eyes, "what do you..." I was cut off by his lips attacking my neck. I let of a small moan, which only encouraged George. He didn't stop until he knew there would be a dark purple mark. I smiled as we broke apart, "we will finish this latter, Weasley," I stated. As he blushed at my words. I slowly got up, grabbed my book, and switch my hips, knowing he was looking. He always was.
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The Lanes. Draco x Reader x George
FanfictionY/n Lane, a fifth year, Gryffindor, has just learned that her parents have set up an arranged marriage with the Malfoy family. Even though she's a Gryffindor, both of her parents were in Slytherin. The Lanes and the Malfoys and have always been fri...
