That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 8, Chapter 2- Molly's Big Plan

I wake up in George's arms. We aren't in his childhood bedroom so I really haven't got a clue where I am. But I'm with George. I'm safe with George.

I crawl out of bed carefully, I shift through a drawer and find a big sweater with a 'G' knitted into it. Then I pull out a pair of his boxers and pull them up my legs.

"I forgot how hot you looked in my clothes." George yawns from the bed.

I turn around and smile at him, "Sorry G, I tried not to wake you."

George props himself up on the bed with one of his arms, "I'm happy you did." He gestures for me to come back into bed and I smile really big. I cross the small room and crawl over the bed and lie my head on his chest. I can hear his heartbeat, hear his breathing.

"God I've missed you," I say quietly.

George laughs which makes his entire body shake, "I've missed you too baby." His voice rumbles through my entire body.

I move so I can look at him in the face, "You're cute in the morning." I say to him. I kiss the tip of his nose and crawl back out of bed. "Come on, let's go make breakfast."

George groans but he gets up and gets dressed. He comes over to me slowly, I back up a little so my back is against the closed door. "How about I have you for breakfast instead." He whispers. He kisses me hard and I practically melt into his touch.

He presses me against the door more which makes the doorknob practically stab me in the small of my back, "Ow fuck." I grumble. George stops kissing me and looks at me with his eyebrows raised.

I slap his bare chest and laugh, "You try getting a doorknob jammed into you." I say. I turn around and pull open the door, George slaps my ass which makes me laugh.

We start down the crooked hallways and head down the stairs. There are muffled voices coming from the ground floor. Molly and Arthur must be home.

"Who's car is in by the house?" I can hear Arthur say. George and I stop a few steps away from the floor so we can listen in on the conversation.

"Violet," Molly says like it's completely obvious.

"Violet? Violet who?"

There's a light thud sound and I can assume that Molly has hit her husband with something, "Violet LeStrange! George's girlfriend from Hogwarts?"

"Oh yes, that's right! But why would she be here? I sure wouldn't be here if George yelled at me the way he yelled at that poor girl."

George puts his hand on my shoulder and I lean into his touch a little.

"Well, she didn't really know he would be here," Molly says.

There's a loud bang that sounds like someone closed a cupboard door angrily, "Molly Weasley! Are you trying to tell me that you have once again meddled with our son's love life!" Arthur says loudly. George and I stifle our laughter.

"Well- I didn't exactly meddle! I just invited her for tea yesterday and failed to mention that I was not at home!" Molly shrieks. "Besides it clearly worked! She's still here isn't she!"

"Molly..."

"Don't you 'Molly' me Arthur! Is it so bad to want my son back? To hear his laugh, see his smile? Don't you want to see that?" I can hear footsteps so I think that Molly is walking towards her husband. "I haven't heard him laugh in five years, Arthur. The only time I see his smile is when I'm looking through old photos!"

I turn to look at George. He hasn't laughed in five years? Hasn't smiled? Been happy? I step up a few steps so that I'm a little taller than George. He turns around and watches me. I take his face in between my hands and kiss him, soft, loving. I use this kiss to apologize for not being here when he clearly needed me to be by his side.

I stop kissing him and smile. Then I walk all the way down the stairs, "I was promised tea." I say walking into the kitchen.

Molly turns around and smiles big and bright, "Oh Violet dear!" She comes running over to me and gives me a big hug, "Oh you look fantastic! All grown up! Look at her Georgie isn't she stunning?"

George goes over to his mum and kisses her on the top of her head, "Yeah she's pretty perfect."

Molly lets go of me and ushers me into the kitchen and down at the table. She looks at George as if she's waiting for him to do something to his drink but George just throws his arm over my shoulders and pulls me into his side, "Let's go on a walk after breakfast yeah?" He says softly into my ear.

"Yeah definitely," I say looking at him. George smiles and kisses the middle of my forehead with a slight hum.

I can feel Molly and Arthur watching us which makes things a little awkward. "Molly, Arthur, go unpack and rest. Georgie and I will make breakfast for us all." I say to the two of them.

"Oh Violet it's alright, you're our guest," Molly says, she's got tears forming in her eyes a little from just watching George and I interact.

"Vi's right Mum. Go relax a bit, you just became grandparents for the third time I'm sure that takes a lot of energy out of a person." George gets up from the table, "We've got breakfast under control. I mean how hard could it be?"

"There are still burn marks on the ceiling from the last time you tried to cook George," Arthur says pointing up to the ceiling.

"I'll make sure that doesn't happen this time. Promise." I say with a smile. Molly and Arthur look at each other before heading out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

I look at George, "Pancakes?"

He smiles really big, "Can we make them colourful?" He looks like an excited toddler.

"Yeah, we can make them colourful."

George moves around the kitchen getting all the ingredients. "So from what I can remember... we need flour, milk, eggs, salt... baking powder... and some sugar," I say to George as he opens all the cupboards. He comes back carrying all the things.

"George!" I shout. He's put about half the bag of flour into the bowl.

"Whaaat?" He says looking at me.

"How many pancakes are you going to eat! We don't need that much flour."

George looks into the bowl then looks at me, "Here wait." He scoops a handful of flour out of the bowl and tosses it into my face, "All better." He says triumphantly.

I stand there looking at him, doused in flour, "Here wait we forgot to add the eggs." I grab an egg in each hand and smash them over the top of George's head.

I start laughing really loudly as he wipes the egg out of his eyes, "Oh you've done it now LeStrange." He says with a smile.

"Oh have I?"

George tries to grab onto me but I scream and run away. He chases me around the table for a spell before he manages to jump over the top of the table and lands in front of me. He pulls me in by my waist and kisses me hard.

"You taste like raw egg," I say pulling away from him and making a face.

"You're no treat yourself," George says. His lips have flour on them now too.

There's a squeak noise behind us and George and I both spin around. Molly is standing there with her hands over her mouth and her eyes full of tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I heard screaming and laughter and I just had to come look..."

"Sorry, Mum. We'll clean up after I promise." George says sheepishly.

Molly waves one of her hands in front of her face, "No, no don't you worry about that! Just keep laughing. Please, this house has been far too silent for far too long."