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Snape's Precious Cargo: Birthday. (Chapter 11)

The outfit is on Polyvore...my username is abbieinwonderland11, I also placed a link in the story. (:

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I tossed and turned after Dumbledore left, why was my father so infuriating? I finally fell asleep, only to be woken up again by Madam Pomfrey giving me medicine. I stayed up, waiting to be released or someone to see me. Neither happened, I slouched in my bed, and closed my eyes. I felt empty, and alone. I thought of George, would he be better off without me? The thought made my chest hurt, and eyes water. I blinked away the tears, no, I was not doing this to myself. I sat up again, and as if on cue George walked in, hands behind his back.

"Hey love." I smiled his way, he returned it with a big goofy grin. He came over and kissed my cheek.

"Happy Birthday darling!" I jumped a bit, my birthday! Was it November 11th already? I hadn't been paying attention with the dates, between classes and all the work I have been getting. 

"Thank you." He pulled his hands from behind his back. They held a bouquet of flowers. I could feel my face blush, they were beautiful. "Nothing is going to happen if I sniff these?" I laughed, referring to one of his pranks.

"No, I am shocked you would think that." I smirked in his direction as the words fell from his lips. "No, of course not love." I nodded and smelled them, it was intoxicating. "I talked to Madam Pomfrey, she said that you can leave." I jolted up.

"Really? The Hogsmeade trip is today too!" George smiled, and nodded. I got out of bed, and was given a lecture by Madam Pomfrey, then allowed to leave. I raced back to the Ravenclaw common room, and into the shower. I bathed quickly and got out, pulling on clothes. I ended up in http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=49919109. I pulled on my jacket, before rushing out. George was waiting outside the common room, and I smiled when I saw him.

"You look great El." He grabbed my hand and kissed my forehead. I smiled as he led me down the hall. We ended up meeting up Fred and Angela, and Fred and George quickly took off on "business".

"So, you and Fred?" I joked, smiling. Angela blushed and shrugged.

"Nothing is official." I nodded, knowing it soon would be. George and Fred arrived back, smiles plastered on their face. I knew they were up to something, but I ignored it. George grabbed my hand, and we walked to Hogsmeade.

It was freezing, and my teeth began to chatter by the time we finally made it to the village. He pulled me into The Three Broomsticks. It was warm, and  I sighed in content. Angela and Fred were directly behind us.

"We will get the Butterbeer's, grab a table." Fred grinned and pulled Angela with him. We did as he said, and found a table in the corner. I began to take my coat off, when I heard George begin to make "dance" music. I whipped my head around.

"Take it off!" He joked and I felt my face go red. I quickly sat down, thinking he would stop, but of course, he didn't. He began to take his off as well, placing one foot on a chair, and whipping his coat in the hair. As embarrassed as I was, I could not help but burst into laughter.

"Do you need a minute?" Angela choked out through laughter, as they placed the Butterbeer's on the table.

"No, but we do." Fred pushed her into a chair, and began to peel of his coat in a strip tease. Before anymore clothing could come off,  Madam Rosmerta shouted at  them. They sat down quickly, and each grabbed a Butterbeer. I grabbed one as well, but was laughing to hard to drink it. Angela and I finally calmed down, enough to take a sip. I let the warm liquid heat my throat and my stomach. I grinned at the sensation.

"So, happy birthday El!" Angela hugged me, I hugged her back, it was awkward, considering we were both sitting down. "I got you something." I blushed.

"You didn't have to." She handed me a bag. I smiled and opened it, pulling out a Florence and the Machine shirt. I higged her, I loved Florence and the machine."Thank you, how did you get this?" I was shocked.

"I picked it up in London over the holiday, I am glad you like it!" She was smilimng and laughing, at my outburst I am sure. I placed the shirt back in the bag. Fred and Angela left, leaving George and I alone. He stood up, and held his hand out to me. I took it, and we headed back out into the cold. He led me over to a bech, and sat down. I sat down as well, not sure why we were outside.

"Ellora, I have a gift for you." He looked nervous.

"George, you are my gift, you didn't have to-" He put his finger against my lips, stopping me in mid sentence.

"I wanted to." My stomach turned into butterflies. "El, you know I care a lot about you, right?" I nodded, I was beginning to get nervous. He pulled out a small black box, and opened it. I gasped, it was a beautiful silver necklace, with a compass at the end.

"A compass?" I asked, he smiled at me.

"It always points in the direction of me, so no matter where i am, you can always find me. We will never be apart." I felt my eyes water. George was usually never this sweet, and the butterflies in my stomach turned into giant owls flying around. He placed it around me neck, and I let my heand run over the cold metal. "Do you like it?"

"I love it." I pressed my lips to his, he was perfect.