Sighing, I entered the great hall, feeling very self-conscious. I meandered towards the Y/H table when hands grabbed my hips and moist lips met my cheek.
"Hi, baby." George, my 7th year boyfriend whispered. A faint smile grew upon my lips and he came round to my front to give me a hug. His kin arms wrapped tightly around my petite body and my arms rested around his waist line. "Come sit with me!" He said, grabbing me by my wrist and pulling me to the Gryffindor table, earning stares from others around us.
We sat at breakfast on the cold winter weekend for about ten minutes, George engaging in various conversations while I just sat there with his arm draped around me. I sighed, louder than I meant to, earning me attention from my boyfriend.
"What do you say we get out of here?" He whispered into my ear as his grip around me tightened. A wide smile became plastered on my face as I nodded yes.
George carried me back to his dorm room and placed me down on his bed. He took his wand an muttered a spell under his breath to transform my jeans and t-shirt into a pair of loose-fitting Y/F/C shorts and a red lace bra. He then waved the spell onto himself, transforming his trousers and t-shirt into plain white boxers.
He slithered into his bed, pulling the covers around me and him, cradling me in his arms like an infant. His lips rested against my temple as he hummed sweet lullabies to me as the Saturday afternoon's hours rolled by.
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FanfictionWeasley twin short stories (~1000 words); one-shots; imagines; preferences etc - - - Trigger warning: smut, self-harm, mature themes
