Morning Love. (George Weasley)

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smut/sexual content warning

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Arabella's POV

The next few weeks spent sneaking around with George were wicked.

Although we found it hard to act as though nothing was going on between us whilst we hung around everyone else, as soon as we were alone, it was like we were the only two people in the world.

Most nights once Fred had gone to sleep, George would sneak out of his dorm and steal me in the night. We would run up to the astronomy tower and look at the stars; well I would look at the stars, usually I caught George just gazing at me.

I don't think Fred suspected anything. The time us three spent together was as it always was, goofing around like usual. I mean we sometimes shared a few flirty glances and snuck a few intimate touches whilst Fred wasn't paying attention.

Also, Fred sometimes snuck away to go 'spend time' with Angelina in his dorm room, leaving me and George to also 'hang out' also.

We spent a lot of time in my dorm room. And wow, I was loving it.

There was nothing better than fooling around with George under my covers, him showering me with kisses all down my body and face and his hands roaming my body whilst I lied underneath him in fits of giggles.

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It was now the first Saturday of December and we watched the snow fall down against the twins' dorm room window.

We were all sat round in a circle on the floor, George to my left and Fred on my right. Across from us was Ron, who was sat inbetween Hermione and Harry. Ginny, the Weasley's younger sister also came to hang out, and she sat beside my brother.

We had got our hands on some weed again, or as the twins called it 'muggle herb'.

Seamus's dad often send him some on the sly and Seamus sells it to the twins and I. The twins loved smoking weed ever since I introduced it them a few years ago. I explained to them it was called weed and it was a recreational drug but they continue to call it the muggle herb, silly purebloods.

Hermione of coursed refused to smoke any, as she always does. However, with Ron using his cute eyes and pouty lips, begging Hermione to try some, I had a feeling she may be swayed.

The weed got passed around, us all taking a drag before passing it along, keeping the casual conversation.

I took the joint from Fred's hand, his eyes slightly red and him smiling lazily at me.

I giggled at him before putting the joint to my lips, closing my eyes and sucking, taking in the smoke.

I tilted my head back slightly, holding it in for a second before slowly blowing the smoke out.

To the left of me, I heard George clear his throat. I turned to face him, an innocent grin on my face, "You okay Georgie?"

"Oh yeah, I'm fine" he smirked back, before taking the joint from my finger tips, discretely brushing his hand against me.

"Still a no from you, Granger?" Fred smirked, leaning his head against his bed.

"I'm just a tad... afraid." She confessed, "I don't want to choke on that silly herb of yours and embarrass myself."

"I mean Ron could always just shotgun kiss the smoke into your mouth, it being your first time." Fred suggested.

I taught Fred and George what a shotgun kiss was a while back; someone sucks in the smoke from the joint into their mouth before putting their lips against someone else and blowing the smoke into their mouth. It's a lot easier on the lungs and also... a lot more fun.