Chosen ~ A George Weasley Love Story (BOOK 2)

XI

I closed my eyes and let out a breath.

"Why? What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.

"Privet Drive is my old street, George...my uncle and aunt are on that street..."

George and Fred exchanged looks.

"Oh my I-I'm so sorry, I-"

"No, no! It's okay...really it is. We just won't socialize with them, that's all," I smiled happily as I kissed Georges lips.

"Here we are," Fred said as he turned down Privet Drive.

"What number house?" I asked as we passed the Robinson's home. I shivered.

"I think we purchased house number 11," George said.

Fred drove down a little further and pulled into the driveway of number 11, Privet Drive.

"Welcome home, Wil," Fred smiled and turned around.

George took out the house keys from his pocket and got out of the car.

"Thanks, Freddie," I hugged him and kissed his cheek.

George opened her car door and helped me out.

"See you tomorrow, George," Fred waved as he closed the back door and pulled out of the driveway.

"Up you go!" George grinned as he lifted me and I let out a little squeal.

He carried me to the front door and he unlocked it, kicked the door open, and carried my tense body in.

"Oh Merlin...it looks just like my old house..."

"But it's not. It's our house," he kissed my cheek and I smiled.

"And now we..." George said as he closed and locked the door and started to carry me upstairs.

"Ah! George!" I laughed.

"Up the stairs! Up the stairs! Up the stairs we go! Mr. and Mrs. Weasel-bee, up the stairs we go!" He sang as he walked us into the corner bedroom with a big sized bed.

"And we lie the beauty down on the bed," he said as he gently lied me on the bed.

He lied down on the other side and faced me and smiled. I turned around to face him and I smiled.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Weasley," he kissed my nose.

"I love you,"

"I love you too," he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close.

"Your dress is so soft...it's like a mugglemellow," he said as I burst into laughter.

"You know what?"

"Hm?"

"Harry lives on this street too,"

"Oh that's right!"

"We could always pay him visits in the summer,"

"Absolutely,"

"I had such a great time tonight. I'm so happy,"

"Me too," he stroked my hair.

"Where is Fred sleeping?"

"Bedroom across the hall,"

"I feel kinda bad,"

"Why?"

"He's gonna be all alone,"

"He'll actually like the bedroom to himself. He's been sharing a room with me all these years and now he's gonna have one to himself,"

"True,"

"So Fred and I start work again on Monday. What are you gonna do?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'll just stay home and cook and clean,"

"How about I take you down to the shop once this week just to see what it's like. You haven't even been there yet!"

"Alright how about friday?"

"Friday works..erm...no, not friday,"

"I don't know if I should stay home or get a job,"

"I think you'll be even sexier as a stay at home wife,"

"Gee, thanks," I chuckled.

"Well think about it. Once we have little ones running around, you'll be home cooking and cleaning and taking care of the kids while dad goes to work and can come home to his beautiful family,"

"Aw that's sweet," I started kissing his neck.

"Willow, stop,"

"Why?"

"You know I'm weak when you do this to me," he wined.

"That's why I'm doing it," I continued to kiss and suck on his neck.

"Wait.." I stopped kissing his neck to look at him, "why isn't friday okay?"

"My lips are sealed," he pursed his lips.

"George Weasley, you better tell me,"

"Willow Weasley, Im not saying anything,"

I smirked and attacked his neck again.

"Talk and I'll stop," I said between kisses.

George squirmed around a bit and bit his tongue to keep him from talking.

"Mm," I moaned, "George I love you,"

"George, you're so handsome and strong," I purposely moaned seductively.

"Okay okay!" He blurted out as I stopped.

"That's what I thought. Now talk," I said.

He sighed.

"We leave friday morning for-"

"A honeymoon?"

"Yes," he guiltily admitted.

"Oh, George," I slowly kissed him.

"How did you ever afford it?"

"I have my ways, dear," he spoke.