The next couple of days were stressful for me. Umbridge definitely did hate me. I had been close to getting detention every day because everything I did was foolish and breaking the rules somehow?
I didn’t sleep well at night but that was for a completely other reason. I was basically buried in work. Trying to get top grades in all my classes was really tough and it was my seventh year so now was when it really mattered.
“Hey, Liz!” Someone shouted, making me wake out of my half slumber, a grunt leaving me as I sat up straight, looking around in confusion until my eyes fell on Ron who made his way over, wearing a quidditch uniform.
“Oh.” I muttered, rubbing my face. Apparently I had fallen asleep in the arched windows of the hallway around the courtyard. “It’s you.”
“You know you’re not allowed to sleep here.” He said and I nodded slightly, letting my legs slide over the edge, dangling just above the ground. “I hate to be the Percy of my family but I’d get in even more trouble if I let it slide.”
“I completely forgot.” I yawned. “You’re a prefect now. I believe I’ve forgotten to congratulate you and Hermione.”
“There’s no need for that.” He said, offering me a crooked smile.
“I see you made the quidditch team.” I told him. “What position do you play?” “I’m the new keeper.” He told me. “Wood graduated so they had an open position.” “Who’s the captain then? Angelina?”
“Yeah.” He nodded and I nodded back in response, sliding off the arched window. “I’ll see you later Ron. I gotta go.”
I walked away, finding my way to the common from where the twins would be after quidditch practice. When I walked through the painting, Fred was changed out of his uniform and was back in uniform while George was telling some crazy story that got him really enthusiastic.
“Did you know it wasn’t allowed to sleep in the arched windows?” I asked while the painting closed behind me.
“Lizzie!” George exclaimed when he saw me. “You should’ve seen me out there! I took a trip around the stadium on my broom and I swear I’ve gotten faster.”
“That’s great, Georgie.” I chuckled.
“You were sleeping in one of the windows?” Fred asked me. I hummed in response and joined him by the table. “You’re supposed to be sleeping at night.”
“True, but I’ve been doing my homework at night so—”
“You could just do it during the day.” He told me. “We’re in most of your classes and there really isn’t that much.”
“I’m also studying a lot.” I said, defending myself. “Like, a lot. I have to ace my exams so every day counts.”
“We’ve been back for nearly one and a half week.” George said, approaching the table. “The exams aren’t until June.”
“As I just said... every day counts.”
“But you need your sleep, Lizzie.” George said, frowning slightly at me. “You can’t mess up your sleeping schedule because of studying. You are going to absolutely smash those exams even if you don’t study at all.”
I sighed, leaning back in the chair while I looked at my lovely boyfriend. “Are you going to change out of that uniform?”
“Maybe.” He smirked. “Don’t you like a guy in uniform?”
I playfully rolled my eyes at him, making him laugh as he made his way up the stairs to get changed in his dormitory.
“Is Kathleen in class?” I asked Fred as he grabbed a book from the table, opening it on a random page.
“I believe she’s got divination.”
“Ahh, alright.” I nodded, pulling myself out of the chair. I followed George into his dormitory and he shortly looked at me as he stood there in his trousers from the uniform while shirtless, his hair being a bit messy. “Can you show me the spell to you know... bandage my hand? I think it needs changing.”
“One second.” He said, grabbing his shirt. He put it on but left it unbuttoned as he found his wand and approached me.
George reached for my hand, turning it over as he unwrapped the bandage and put it on one of the beds while getting a firmer grab on his wand.
“Ferula.” He told me, looking at my eyes. “That’s the spell. “You tap the target with your wand while saying the word.”
He demonstrated by gently tapping my hand, repeating the word and again, bandages shot out and wrapped around my hand.
“Thank you.” I smiled and tilted my head back to look up at him. He repaid the smile, cupping my face as he leaned down and kissed me. “Most people are in classes right now, aren’t they?”
George looked at me, nodding before kissing me again. “Why?”
“Just wondering.” I shrugged, my lips pressing more firmly to his as I tiptoed to reach him better. George let out a small grunt at my sudden move and dropped his wand, his hands running down to my waist. While he kissed me back, he undid the button on my robes and gently pushed it off my shoulders. It landed on the floor and as the kiss grew more deep and intense, George ran his hands down to the back of my thighs.
“Jump.” He whispered and so I did. I wrapped my legs around his waist and soon after I was being laid down on his bed. He broke the kiss to reach for his wand on the floor and I watched with a
giggle as he pointed it at the door, making it shut and then lock.
He then looked at me and smiled, leaning down to reconnect our lips while he placed the wand on the bed, above my head. His left hand found mine, intertwining our fingers as his right hand ran up my thigh to rest on the bare skin of my hips. My skirt had fallen up to my hips so I was pretty much exposed right now.
George ran his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for access. I granted it and our tongues slightly met. I ran a hand into his hair, tucking at it which made him groan against my mouth.
“You’re such a tease.” He whispered, breaking the kiss to look at me. “Do it again.”
I smiled, tucking on his hair again, knowing that he enjoyed it. I remember when I first found out he had a kinky side. I found it so amusing and kept teasing him about it. Gosh that was a long time ago. Almost two years.
“Let’s get this off of you.” I said, pushing the shirt off his shoulders before throwing it on the floor. George leaned down again but instead of his lips touching mine, his lips touched my neck while he made a thrusting motion, causing me to moan softly.
“We have to be quick about this.” I whispered. “People could get back from class at any moment.”