The Last Battle

Chapter 7

"Should we wake them up?"

"Someone take a picture!"

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"They're too cute!"

I open my eyes and I'm immediately blinded by bright sunshine. I blink a few times and my vision focuses. Hermione, Ginny and Fleur stand around me. I blink again, George has both arms wrapped around me, and my legs are entangled with his. I am warm and comfortable, but because of what happened a couple of weeks ago; I can't stay like this.

I gently move George's arms and legs off me and climb out of the couch.

"You two are ze perfect couple! Just like me and Bill!" Fleur exclaims, humming the tune to 'Love is in the Air'.

I cough awkwardly and walk past Fleur and towards the kitchen, why did I have to fall asleep? I promised myself I would keep distance! I tell myself.

You couldn't resist his cuteness My subconscious tells me. I roll my eyes and make a cup of coffee.

"Stop lying to yourself". Ginny startles me.

"What are you talking about?" I fake confusion.

She raises her eyebrows and I sigh, "I don't know Gin. Part of me wants him back, but another part says to keep my distance."

Ginny smiles slightly, "And what does your heart say?"

I pause and look up from my coffee, "I love him."

"Hallelujah!" Ginny laughs throwing her arms up in the air. "So do something!" She encourages.

I blush.

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George's POV

I open my eyes and look around the room. Maia has left but Fred is now sitting across from me.

"Smooth." He chuckles, wiggling his eyebrows.

I chuckle and touch my ear, where it used to be. "How do I get her back Freddie?"

Fred smirks, "You were doing quite fine yourself last night."

I roll my eyes, "Nothing happened. She just lay with me because I begged, even then she was hesitant."

"Ok so we've tried asking for forgiveness, we've tried 'lovey-dovey' stuff, what 'bout jealousy?"

I bite my lip, "How would jealousy work? How would we make her jealous?"

Fred smirks, "Tomorrow at the wedding, all of Fleur's Veela chicks will be there. If Maisey sees you with one of them...she'll just want you all for herself."

I grin, "Nice."

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Maia's POV

"If we just pin this here, it should hang nicely." Mrs Weasley jabs her wand into the dress and it sews itself. I turn in the mirror.

The royal blue dress has natural crinkles and falls just above my knees. It has a single shoulder strap, with a string of diamantes embedded around the edge. (http://cdn.is.bluefly.com/mgen/Bluefly/eqzoom85.ms?img=325515701.pct&outputx=583&outputy=700&level=1&ver=1)

"Thanks Mrs Weasley." I smile.

"No worries. I have to go and tend to the other girls now." She hurried out of the room.

I pick up my wand and wave it. My hair twirls and rolls into a messy, but elegant bun. I attach a silver, flower hair clip and dust of my hands, proud of my appearance.