Weasley & Weasley: A Fred & George Weasley Fanfic

Chapter 28: Departure

"The ring." Molly states.

I furrow my brow and look to George, who is also visibly puzzled.

"What about it?" I question, twisting it around on my finger.

Molly takes a moment before responding.

"Are you two getting married?" She suddenly asks.

George's eyes shoot to me, and mine do to him as well.

...

Suddenly , we both break out into a fit of laughter.

Moll and Arthur looks at us with confused expressions, trying to gather their thoughts.

"No mum." George laughs.

I shake my head.
"It's not an engagement ring." I say.

George sits up straighter in his chair.
"It's just a promise ring."

Molly clasps her hands over her heart and smiles.
"Oh how lovely that is" she begins.
"Not that we would have been upset that you two were getting married. It's just, you're both so young and you have so much time." She says.

George nods, and so do I.

"We know Molly. We're not in any rush." I say.

George looks to me and smiles.
"Besides, she'll be my wife one day anyways, why rush it?"

My heart flutters.

I lean over and give him a quick peck, then turning to see Molly and Arthur standing and smiling as they watched.

"Oh you two are just so cute." She says.
She walks over to George and plants a kiss to the top of his head, then doing the same to me.

"Sorry if we scared you. We just wanted to know that's all" she says.

We both nod, and George beckons for me to stand up.
I follow, standing up and pushing the chair in before George took my hand.

"We're gonna go out for a walk." He says.

Molly nods, and we head out the door.

"Where exactly are we going?" I ask once we make it outside.

He chuckles, and takes my hand into his again, intertwining our fingers.

"I was thinking we could go for a ride." He says.

"On a broom?" I question.

He nods.

We walk over to the back shed, George taking out his broomstick, handing it to me before closing the shed door.

He turns back toward me, smiling at me as he straddled the broom.

I do the same, sitting behind him and wrapping my arms around his lower stomach, leaning my head against his shoulder.

"Ready for take off my lady?" He questions, glancing back at me.

"Yes sir" I say, planting a kiss on his cheek.

George lifts upward, our feet both leaving the ground.
We gain height quickly, the burrow getting further and further away from us as he got higher.
We went forward, the wind picking up and blowing my hair back.

I tightened my grip around his waist.
I wasnt scared, but I wanted George to know I trusted him.

He began dipping slowly up and down, flying inches above the trees that surrounded the burrow.