lightweight ➳ george weasley

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mia | september 2nd | 2am
>room of requirement

it felt as though whatever had been building up in my stomach for the past two years had finally come to the surface in the form of that kiss.

my head was spinning and so was the room, however the tall boy in front of me was the only thing that stuck out and stayed still. balancing me. keeping me safe.

it was strange, yearning for something you had only just got a taste of. i wanted to kiss him again, wanted to be the one to press our lips together instead of shyly waiting for him to make the first move. we had been drunkenly swaying for the last twenty minutes together, enjoying each others company when i glanced at his lips, taking my own bottom one between my teeth in contemplation.

before i could overthink it, i took the step and merged our lips again - bringing my lips forward to connect with his, there was a surge that shot through me. with the mix of adrenaline and the alcohol flowing through my bloodstream, i had so much confidence.

sober mia would never be able to do this, kissing george weasley was the last thing i expected to happen tonight, expected to come tonight, get overly drunk with hannah and go to sleep.

i felt his breath fan out on my cheeks as he released a breath the minute our lips connected again. my wrists were linked loosely around his neck as my thumbs gently grazed the skin at the back of his head. he was warm, and i could feel the strands of hair situated at the bottom of his skull.

the kiss was a mess, to put it simply. our teeth kept clashing as our lips both pulled into huge grins at the feeling as our lips moving against eachother's so effortlessly.

kissing george was like nothing i had ever experienced. it felt safe, and even though we had never stepped into this type of situation with each other - it was almost comforting, to feel his hands wrapped securely around my waist.

i moved my hand to his face, - cupping his jaw and deepening the kiss slightly, silently doing everything i could to keep my heart from jumping out of my chest. after a few moments, he pulled away and muttered against my lips a breathless,

"are you sure you want to do this, mia?"

i smiled, feeling my stomach swarm with the new feeling of butterflies as the battered against my rib cage. i nodded my head yes.

his fingers trailed lazy circles along my hipbone as we continued to kiss and i took note as how they never ventured lower

right as he nipped the skin of my bottom lip gently, i felt a hand gently pull me back and off of his lips. it was hannah.

hannah and i had been friends since we had been sorted into ravenclaw in our first year. i remember so clearly as she sat down beside me, her hair back then was long and blonde and she was covered in freckles and she wore black, wide glasses that covered the majority of her face because she was so small.

now, her hair is dyed a light blue colour - she was outgoing, witty, beautiful and never, ever hesitated to stick up for me.

"maybe you should take this somewhere else, mia? people are starting to stare" she said, a smirk prominent on her full lips as she watched the two of us spring into a blush.

hannah knew of my crush on george and even though she was doing me a huge favor by not making it too obvious of how happy and excited she was to see us like this, i could tell by the gleam in her eye that she couldn't wait to hear of the details tomorrow.

when i looked at her, my lips pursed into a thin line; diverting my gaze to the group of students behind her who were in fact, staring at the two of us.