~Loverboy~

"Hello there gorgeous, may I just say you are looking mesmerising today," George grinned, planting a loud smooch on Bella's cheek.

"What do you want?" Bella asked exasperatedly, trying to fight back the sappy smile that always seemed to appear on her face when he was around.

Giving a loud sigh of defeat, George said quickly, "Would you maybe mind looking over my Transfiguration essay?"

"You mean the one that was due a week ago?"

"Yes..."

"Fine."

His face broke out into a goofy grin and tackling her into a hug he peppered kisses all over her face.

"You are a truly spectacular person, you know that right?" he said, "As a matter of fact, I did," she giggled, kissing him softly and running her hands through his thick hair.

"You know what?"

"What?"

"The essay can wait."

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"What the fuck?!" Fred exclaimed, his freckled face breaking out into outrage as he entered the dorm.

The couple were asleep, Bella resting on George's shirtless chest.

Groggily, George opened his eyes and guilt invaded him as he saw his twin's face.

"I can explain Fred," he said in a low voice, sitting up, being careful not to wake Bella.

"How can there be any other explanation for this other than your standards are so fucking low you'd go fuck a Malfoy!" Fred seethed, making Bella stir, curling into George's side.

'Can we talk about this somewhere else?" George begged, glancing down at Bella looking like an ethereal angel sleeping peacefully.

"Fine but she has to go," Fred snapped, his eyes glaring daggers at the sleeping girl.

"I'll get her out, lets's just go," George said, pulling on a shirt and slipping out of bed, following behind his furious brother.

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"What the actual fuck George," Fred snapped once they were out of earshot, his fists clenched by his side as George buried his face in his hands.

"How long has this been going on?"

George bowed his head in shame, "A couple months," he muttered, his face burning up with embarrassment.

Scoffing Fred stormed off, slamming the door behind him, startling Bella as she finally woke up, looking around groggily.

"Belle, I think it would be best if you left, I'll see you around," George said softly, sitting on the foot of the bed and kissing her tenderly.

"Oh ok, is everything alright?" she asked, cocking her head to the side, "Fred just found out about us and I need to go talk to him," George said, squeezing her hand affectionately.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry, that's shitty," Bella said, wrapping her arms around him and bringing him in for a hug.

"Yeah but I'll figure it out," George said, sighing against her shoulder.

"I'm sure you will."

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