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Emily and George awoke after a peaceful sleep in each other’s arms. He kissed her hair as Fred walked into the room.

“Ever heard of knocking?” Emily asked as she pulled the covers up to her neck.

“Not since it’s my room too,” Fred replied with a smirk. “Don’t bother covering up—George has already described every freckle on your body.” Fred grinned widely as she threw a pillow at him.

“Fred!” George shouted rather loudly, going pink in the face. Fred sniggered as he picked the pillow back up and threw it back at Emily. Emily’s face grew rather red as she tried to hide her face in George’s neck.

“Calm down. She is my sister now, so who cares?” he laughed. “Anyway, everybody else is awake and waiting for you in the kitchen. And Remus said something about house shopping,” Fred said.

“Oh, okay, thanks,” Emily said quietly. George handed her his T-shirt and she put it on over her lacy bra while under the covers.

“What exactly are you doing down there?” Fred asked through laughing.

“Fred! Get out,” George said, his blush creeping back to his cheeks. Emily emerged from the covers, her face extremely red. Fred laughed and then left the room. Emily started getting out of bed, but George pulled her back.

“Come back to bed,” he begged.

“We have to get ready. Remus and everybody is waiting,” she giggled as he kissed her neck. “George, you’re making it really hard for me to want to go get ready,” she whispered.

“Good, it’s working,” he whispered seductively.

“George, we have to take...showers,” she said quietly.

“You know we really should be trying to save water... Maybe we should take one shower, together,” he suggested hopefully as he nibbled her ear.

“Well, I don’t want to waist hot water,” she said, giving in to him. George picked her up and carried her to the bathroom as quietly as they could manage.


“George! George, put me down!” Emily yelled through giggles. He had just grabbed her round the middle and threw her over his shoulder. “You’re going to make us fall down the stairs!” she exclaimed, her wet hair staining the back of his shirt.

“I think you’re thinking of Tonks, Ems. I’m not clumsy,” he laughed.

“If we trip, it’s your fault,” she laughed as the blood rushed to her face.

George landed with a thud on the floor. He set her down, fixing the part in her hair. He kissed her forehead and then they walked hand in hand to the kitchen where everyone decided to stare.

Emily was wearing a pair of sea foam green shorts and a white v-neck shirt. George was sporting a pair of khaki shorts and a blue button down shirt.

“Since when did you start wearing muggle clothes?” Bill asked suspiciously.

“Ever since he got married,” replied Fred with a grin. “Wa-chhh,” he said as he made the motion of a whip with his hand. Emily glared at him and stuck out her tongue.

“Very lady like,” Remus chuckled.

“I try my best,” she said with a smile. “You’re just jealous that George looks better,” Emily said, staring at Fred.

“Right, I don’t think I’m jealous of him being whipped,” Fred said with the roll of his eyes.

“He is not whipped!” Emily said crossly. Everyone in the room chuckled as her ears turned pink.

George wrapped his arm around her waist, his hands resting on her stomach. She intertwined her hands with his and he kissed her cheek. “Don’t worry, love, if this is what being whipped feels like, then I certainly don’t mind it,” he chuckled in her ear. Emily giggled as he kissed her neck some more.

“Not in front of the family,” she whispered.

“Oh alright,” he sighed with a smile. Emily giggled, as did Hermione and Ginny. Fred rolled his eyes as Ron side glanced at Hermione. He flushed a light pink and then brought his attention back to his bacon.

“What’s for breakfast?” George asked cheerfully.

“Bacon, eggs, and toast,” replied Mrs. Weasley.

“Mmmm,” Emily said. George made them a huge plate to share and George sat down, pulling Emily into his lap. She sat sideways on his lap, wrapping her arm around his shoulders.

“Do you want to leave after we’re done eating, Rems?” Emily asked.

“Er, yeah, that will be fine,” he said as he continued reading a copy of the Prophet.

*So, if more than half of you comment, I'll post another bit before I leave tomorrow. Then next post will be the house I hope you enjoyed and please comment