American Teen [George Weasley Love Story]

Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes

I was helping make a product before my shift at the hospital. I was in charge of any potions, so I had to refill all the dream potions before I left. I was working on bottling it when George snuck up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and started kissing my neck.

"You know, you can finish those later." He whispered against my neck.

"George, aren't your parents coming with all the children in like 10 minutes? And the store is still open you know."

"I don't care. And the costumers can't hear us. That'd be fun actually. See which ones makes the most noise and gets any complaints." I could feel his smirk.

"As much fun as that'd be, I told Tonks I would meet her for dinner before my night shift, so I'll have to leave earlier than I thought."

"You're no fun." He said pulling away from me.

"Ah, I'll make it up to you tomorrow."

He planted a kiss on my forehead. "I'm going to hold you to that." With that he walked down stairs to the shop.

The shop was incredibly successful. I wasn't there often because the opening hours corresponds with one of the shifts at the hospital. But when I work the night shift I make sure to pass through it on my way out right before closing. It's always packed. If we leave the door open, I can hear the bustle of activity downstairs. I hear people talking about it all the time. When I finished bottling the last daydream potion I put on my St. Mungo's uniform and go downstairs. I spot Fred and George talking to Ginny and Hermione by the love potions that I brewed.

"Enjoying the love potions?" I asked walking up behind the boys.

"This is really great magic" Ginny said. "Did you brew this?" she asked me.

"yes, I did. I brew most of the potions here when I have time."

"Of course, from what I've heard you're doing just fine on your own, sis." Fred said. Oh this will be good.

"No need for Mag's brilliant potions. What's this I hear about a Dean Thomas?" George said.

"Ginny you did not tell me anything. I'm offended. Now spill to your favorite people on the planet." Fred, George, and I all put huge smiles on our faces to indicate that we must be her favorite people.

"None of your business. And I'll thank you, Ronald, to not tell tales about me to these two." She glared at Ron.

"Well, that's my cue. I'm going to go meet Tonks and then I have the night shift. If you want to kill me now I'll gladly accept that offer."

"No thanks. Have fun watching people die!" Fred said.

"Keep that up and you'll be next Frederick." I leaned up to kiss George on the cheek and walked away to go meet Katie.