Iridescence - G.W

10 - Privacy

The next morning Felicity could barely walk, George wondered where she was as the entire Weasley clan plus Harry and Hermione sat down for breakfast.

'Where's Felicity?' Mrs Weasley asked the girls, 

'She's knackered? Wants to stay in bed for some reason.' Ginny answered filling her mouth with pancakes.

No one noticed the smirk on George's face for the rest of the breakfast or how he slipped upstairs away from the others and made his way up to Ginny's room.

'Tire you out that, much did I?' he asked with a smirk.

'Don't flatter yourself Weasley?' the brunette replied rolling her eyes her cheeks growing red.

'Sooo what are you doing here?'

'Nothing,' she replied slightly too quickly

'You're lying,'

'I'm sleeping,'

'Felicity,'

'Weasley?'

George made his way over to her and sat himself next to her.

'Flick, what aren't you telling me?'

'icantwalk,' she muttered quietly.

'What?' he asked with a small smile,

'I can't walk,' she said a little louder this time. He cocked an eyebrow at her. 'I can't walk George ok?' she snapped.

He burst into laugher struggling to breathe at the girls angry scowl that was starting to fade into a smile with his infectious laugh 'What why?'

'Why do you think idiot,' flick breathed out with a sigh.

'I fucked away the ability to use your legs?' He questioned with a rather large smile.

'Oh, shut it, Weasley,' she glowered.

'What are we gonna do then?' He asked with growing concern.

'Just help me downstairs and I'll sit in the den till I get stronger,'

He moved over and planted a kiss on her forehead his smirk still evident.

'Come here,' he laughed and with a wave of his wand she was dressed, and her hair was up in a neat ponytail.

She jumped at the sudden change and smiled when she realised, she was wearing a shirt with his quidditch number. He hooked an arm under her waist and hoisted her up most of her weight going onto his hip. The pair hobbled over to the door.

'Oh, this is ridiculous,' George laughed, in one swift motion she was flung over his shoulder in a fireman's lift and he placed a cheeky smack on her bum. Flick went to protest but he spoke over her, 'it's like three flights of stairs I'll carry you down till we're near the other then help you walk the rest of the way.'

Knowing that even if she said no, he'd carry her down she smacked his bum and squealed 'giddy up,' making both of them laugh as he set off down the house.

'There you go your majesty,' he announced with mock composure as they almost reached their friends and family.

He did a deep bow and pushed her off of his shoulders her legs however weren't ready for the sudden amount of weight and collapsed underneath her, causing her to fall to the floor with a loud crash and a huff.

George couldn't help but laugh, this, however, earned him a scolding from Mrs Weasley.

"George stop laughing this instance, Felicity are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she insisted as the others gathered around her to see what all the commotion was about.

Felicity tried to push herself to her feet but didn't have the strength.

'Flick,' Hermione exclaimed as she fell to the floor again.

Thinking on her feet the girl let out a laugh and claimed she must have twisted her ankle.

Harry and Ron helped her over to the couch where she sat down gratefully, and Mrs Weasley performed a spell on her ankle. When she stood up and was still weak on her feet the others were stumped.

However, a sudden rush of energy coursed through felicity's body as she felt her legs strengthen beneath her, she looked up to see Bill with her wand out smirking at her.

'Definitely, a Weasley aren't you Georgie,' Bill murmured quietly to him with a wink, 'jelly legs counter curse, it's a lifesaver,' he said with a knowing look.

After they finished fussing over Felicity who was insisting, she was fine the group collapsed around them their focus on the muggle television set as Felicity attempted to ignore the smirk and whispers that were travelling through the boys.

Most of Felicities stability had come back to her after having to sit through two star wars films that she didn't even get to watch, Flick and Hermione ending up spending the whole time trying to explain it and only having seen them a few times when she was a lot younger Flick struggled. 'Right,' she stated to the group as Ron eagerly went to play the third film. 'We need snacks, who wants what?' The group shouted their demands at her as she smiled slightly backing into the kitchen.

'I'll help,' George said quickly jumping up from his comfy armchair and following behind her.

She smiled warmly at the boy and nodded her head in the direction of the kettle, he followed her league and went to work on cups of tea as Flick grabbed bowls from the cupboard. Laughter from the other room rang out making the girl smile she was glad to be here, with her friends, with George.

'I'm sorry,' he muttered quietly, so quiet that Felicity didn't really hear what he said?

'Huh?' she replied her head in a box searching for some ready salted crisps for Harry.

'I didn't tell anyone I would never,' he was still quiet, but Flick stood up quickly and made her way over to him and placed a comforting hand on his arm not fully understanding what was going on. She arched an eyebrow signalling for George to continue.

'I'd never tell anyone, it's just Bill kind of guessed, and well Fred just knew, it's Fred, I guess. He always knows.' He let out a little laugh and made eye contact with the girl not fully sure what to make of the girls smile. It seemed understanding but he knew her well enough to know she wasn't one to show when she was about to explode and it normally started with that stupidly sarcastic little laugh.

'And then well Bill told Charlie, and I think Ron and Harry might have picked up on it.' He finished quickly his words blurring into one.

'Oh Georgie,' Felicity laughed leaning up to him and pecking him softly. 'I know sweetheart,' her smile was growing the warm feeling in her stomach was larger than ever. 'It's fine, I know you didn't tell anyone, I expected you to tell Fred as well,'

'What?' he questioned, 'Bu-but its private,' he stammered,

'Yeah like you and your demon twin have ever respected privacy,' she laughed grabbing his hand and squeezing it gently.

'God you're,' he started to say.

'Amazing,' she cut in, 'the best person in your life,' 'the reason you wake up in the morning,' she prompted with an evil grin.

'Nah, a good shag though,' he replied snapping back to his cheeky manner.

'idiot,' she smiled picking up the bowls of food and walking back into the den sitting herself down leaving space next to George hoping she wasn't blushing.