One and only ; George Weasley

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"What's got you so red in the face?" Kathleen asked when I entered the common room. She pointed towards the table. "You and George's books are there."

"Thanks." I muttered, approaching the sofa which I plumped onto.

"Where's George?"

"Hogsmeade."

"What's he doing there?" she asked. "You have muggle studies now. You are aware of that, right?"

"What?!" I exclaimed and sat up straight. "Oh no. I forgot about that and I sent George to hogsmeade for... condoms."

I pouted slightly as I pulled myself up from the sofa again. Kathleen watched me, eyes wide and eyebrows raised.

"The sex is that good?" she asked. "You'd rather send him after condoms than meet up in class?"

"I forgot we even had class now." I said. "Sebastian is going to absolutely murder me."

I hurried over to my bag on the table and swung it over my shoulder. "George is going to murder me even more."

Somehow, this was actually funny. We had been too riled up in the broom closet to remember we had Muggle Studies. It was the same schedule as all year so it was pathetic really that we could forget.

"I'll see you later." I told Kathleen and she gave me a small nod before I hurried out of the common room. The Muggle Studies classroom was on the first floor so I had to walk for a while but when I finally got there and stumbled into class, all eyes landed on me, including Sebastians

He had a piece of chalk in his hand while his other hand was hid away in the right pocket of his trousers. Again, he wasn't wearing his robes, only his trousers, a white button-up shirt and dads old tie.

"Miss Blossom." he spoke. "I believe class started twenty minutes ago. Do you yourself think it is appropriate to be that late for class and then stumble in here and interrupt?"

"I'm sorry." I said. "I forgot..."

"You forgot about a class you've had at the same time of day all year?" he asked. "Is there any chance that Mr Weasley will be joining us?"

"I... I don't know." I admitted and closed the door behind me before making my way over to sit next to Alicia.

"Five points from Gryffindor." Sebastian spoke. "And I'll see you in detention after class."

"But that's lunch."

"Guess you should've been here when class started, then." he told me and then continued to talk about Muggle oddities. I looked at Fred who sat on the other side of the room. He sent me a questioning look in which I shrugged.

Only forty minutes later, class ended and everyone left except from me as Sebastian had given me detention right in the middle of lunchtime. As the room emptied out, my brother looked at me, disappointment in his eyes.

"Where were you that was so much more important than my class?"

Proposing to my boyfriend and getting touched by him.

"Nowhere." I shrugged. "I just forgot I had class."

"Sure." he breathed. "Thats believable."

He pulled out a chair and placed it on the opposite of his desk before pointing at it. I stood up from my current seat and walked over to sit in the one he wanted me to.

"You're gonna help me grade papers." he said, grabbing a pile of textbooks before he dropped them in front of me. "Do you have a quill?"

"Mine's broken." I said. "I've been borrowing an extra one Kathleen has but I don't think I've got it with me."

"Broken you say?" he asked, opening a drawer in his desk. He pulled out a quill and an ink bottle, placing it in front of me. "What happened?"

"This guy was just being a jerk. He grabbed me and that made me drop my stuff." I said and opened the first textbook which happened to belong to Fred. He'd get an 'O' no matter if the essay was good or bad. 'O' for outstanding, seeing as he's my best friend and well, he may not be the best at schoolwork but he's an outstanding person and I'm lucky to have him.

"Well, you can keep that one." he said and pointed at the quill as I dipped it in the ink. "It belonged to dad."

As the mention of our dad, I looked up at him, my eyebrows coming together in a frown. He had dad's old quill?

"It's dads. Sure you would like to.."

"He had a lot of them." he told me. "I inherited them all."

"The only thing I have from dad is... the watch." I said before I looked down at the essay again, scrolling the pages to the last thing Fred had written. "But Umbridge took that one."

"Yeah." Sebastian sighed. "I'm sorry for how I reacted, by the way. This... seeing you all grown up is very new to me. I'd have to get used to it."

"You didn't see me for eight years." I shrugged. "I was nine. I'm seventeen now, almost eighteen."

"Eighteen." he breathed. "Basically an adult. You want to be an auror, am I right?"

"Yes." I told him. "I believe I have a good shot."

"I think so too." Sebastian nodded while he sat down in his chair. "I'll be spending easter holidays with mum, Badger and Ben. Are you coming home this time or are you staying with the Weasleys again?"

"I don't know." I shrugged. "I'm thinking about going home."

"Good. I know mum misses you, Badger too."

"You've been talking to them lately?"

"Mum and I sent letters regularly." he informed me. "I feel so terrible about having left and I want to make it right. I want to be back in your lives for good."

I glanced at my brother after I had finished reading Fred's essay and wrote an 'O' at the top of the page. Sebastian was grading as well. Hopefully George was in my pile too so he could get the same grade.

"How is it to be a celebrity?" I asked, having Sebastian look at me for a short moment. "I mean. You played quidditch for a living for many years and girls swoon over you. Must be tiring."

"I don't mind the attention." he shrugged.

"Of course you don't."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked and put down his quill at the same time as I put down mine.

"Just that you've always been a fan of the attention you get from girls." I said. "Wouldn't surprise me if you made a girl or two pregnant when you were in school."

"Elizabeth!" he snapped.

"What?" I shrugged. He sighed, running a hand through his dark brown curls.

"I happen to be in a happy and committed relationship... with a man."