Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes and Whatnot

A couple days later, Fred, George, and I left for their shop. Mrs. Weasley gave us a very tearful goodbye before we stepped into the fireplace. I was the last one through and landed, as always, on the floor.

“Ow, dang it” I muttered.

George laughed, helping me up, “Will you ever get that right?”

“Apparently not, hopefully I’ll be better at Apparating because that’s the only way I’ll be able to get anywhere”

“Just make sure not to splinch yourself” called Fred from the kitchen, “it’s mighty painful”

George and I went into the kitchen to find Fred already eating a sandwich, and reading over a letter.

“Who’s it from?” I sang as I hopped up on the counter.

“Angelina” he answered not looking up.

“Ooh,” said George, then in a girly voice, “Dear Fred, You are so handsome, although not as handsome as your brother George and – ow”

George was cut off when Fred elbowed him.

I laughed and asked, “What does she say?”

“She wants me to come visit for a few days before we have to open the shop again”

“Well are you going?” I asked.

“Hell yes,” he said, “I have to go write her back”

He left the kitchen then, trailing pieces of lettuce after him. George came to stand in front of me with his arms around my waist, and I hooked my legs around the back of his.

“Know what this means?” he asked.

“What?” I smiled.

“We have the whole place to ourselves for a few days” he smirked.

“Hmm…maybe you’ll finally see me in that dress then”

“I’m looking forward to it”

I kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. He kissed back hungrily, pushing his tongue into my mouth and sliding his hand up the back of my shirt.

“Christ, can’t you wait till I’m gone to start that?” Fred asked, returning to the kitchen.

I giggled slightly but we didn’t stop, Fred groaned and went to go pack or something.

George’s POV:

Later that evening, we got dinner at a restaurant down the street from our shop and hung out, talking and planning/playing pranks, for most of the night. Finally, we decided to get to bed. Caroline was staying in my room, like she had before, and I was lying on my bed as I waited for her to change.

She came back out in tiny shorts and a tank top. She climbed in beside me and curled up against my side. I put my arm around her and lightly traced circles on her bare thigh.

“I can’t believe I have to go back to school in three days” she sighed.

“I know, it went way too fast”

“Every time I see you, I feel like our time is very limited”

“I guess we’ll just have to make the best of the time we have left, then huh?”

I flipped her over suddenly and she gave a little shriek. I smirked at her and she pulled my lips down to hers before wrapping herself around me again. I felt her hands comb through my hair as I slid mine up her tank top. I wanted her badly. I knew I had to wait until she was ready, but it was more difficult when she was right there, half naked and pressed against me. I groaned slightly as she bit gently on my lip. Why was she doing this to me? Always teasing, didn’t she realize the effect she had on me?