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School was stressful for Emily, even though she only went two to three times a week. She and George were able to finish the house and moved in almost immediately. Fred even had his own bedroom. It was technically a guest room, but Fred claimed it. He took the chocolate brown room. He mainly only stayed over on the weekends. Emily spent most of the day studying for her upcoming O.W.L.s. She would be taking them two weeks after the first term has started. George tried to convince her that she knew most of it already, but, being stubborn, she wouldn’t listen. And then there were the classes for her sixth year. But she wouldn’t even begin those classes until after her O.W.L.s.


George gently nudged Emily’s shoulder to awake her. She slowly lifted her head off of her book. The page stuck to her cheek and George chuckled. She groggily opened her eyes to find her books scattered exactly the way they were when she fell asleep. Emily groaned while she peeled the page from her Herbology book off her cheek.

“How long have I been out?” she croaked. Her hand went to her extremely dry throat.

“I’m not sure. I just got home. Fred and I had loads of orders today,” George said as he starting massaging Emily’s shoulders. She sighed as her head hung back at his touch. Her eyes closed in content.

“Mmmm, how was your day?” she asked.

“Busy, how was yours?”

“As you can see, I just studied all day. I feel like my eyes are going to be frozen wide open,” she chuckled lightly.

“Well, I think I know an antidote,” George whispered, bending down to her ear. Emily giggled as his breath tickled her neck.

“Mmmm, and what’s that?” she whispered as she stood up and wrapped her arms around his waist.

George’s tender lips found hers as he knotted his hands in her messy, table hair. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He set her gently on the top of the table, though her legs still stayed tangled around his body.

“I think you’re studying too much,” he observed.

“I think you make too many observations,” she sighed.

“I think it’s time for recess,” he whispered seductively.

“Are we going to the park?” she whispered with a smile.

“We can call it a park if you want. I know we’ll have fun,” he said with a grin. Emily giggled as he lifted her from the table and started for the stairs.

“So, I guess we’ll have our dessert before our dinner,” she whispered as she kissed his neck. George chuckled.

“Mmmm, we should have dessert before dinner every night,” George whispered. Emily giggled as he walked into the Master Bedroom. He gently set her back on their bed.

“Are you going to join me or are you just going to keep staring at me?” Emily asked with a giggle as George smiled at her. She held out her hand for him to take and he did.


“I love you,” Emily whispered as George stroked her arm.

“Forever and always,” he smiled against her hair.

“So, what’s for dinner?” Emily asked.

“Er, I don’t know. What do you want?” he asked.

“What about spaghetti? With garlic bread?” she asked.

“Sounds delicious, when are you going to start on that? I’m pretty hungry,” George said.

Emily lightly hit his chest. “Hilarious,” she said sarcastically. “I was thinking of inviting Tonks over… What do you think?”

“That would be nice. I think Fred’s coming too. He just had to close up the shop and what not,” he replied.

“Mmmkay,” she whispered. “I guess we need to go make it,” she sighed. George groaned, tightening his arm around her.

“You’re the one who said you were hungry,” Emily laughed.

“For more dessert,” he sniggered as he rolled over on top on her and started kissing her neck.

“Hasn’t your mother ever told you that that could ruin your appetite?” she giggled.

“And?” he asked seriously.

“And if we have guests coming over, we better get dressed,” she replied with a smile. George trapped her in the bed with his arms, shaking his head with a grin.

“We’ll lock them out,” he grinned.

“Georgie,” she laughed. “We’ll continue this later,” she said.

“Okay, fine then,” he sighed as he rolled back over.

“Love you,” she laughed as she kissed his cheek and got out of bed.

“Mmmhmm,” he sighed.


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