Us ; George Weasley

Ninety-five

"You've got something in your mouth." She narrowed her eyes at him. "Your tongue. Please make it stop talking."

Marco gasped, but then looked at her like he didn't get it.

"Allie." I called softly, brushing my fingers through her bangs to get her attention. She looked at me with her big brown eyes but flicked them to the cup when I went to grab it from the side table. "Are you gonna drink this?"

I offered it to her but she simply looked down at it with a blank expression.

"It looks like shit."

Merlin, I love her.

"See." She pointed at it. "It's brown... like shit. If it was a little darker it'd be black. Black like old shit."

"Charming." I commented. "Drink it, Allie. It'll make you feel better."

"You're not my dad." She argued, resting her head against the sofa. "I don't think my dad likes me very much."

I ran my hand down to her jaw, caressing her skin as she looked up at me through her tired and drunk eyes.

"I didn't mean to call him a terrible person." She said. "He's my dad and I love him but—"

She closed her eyes and yawned. "...I don't like growing up and releasing the person he is."

Did she just say release instead of realise?

"I know, darling." I breathed, running my thumb over her bottom lip which made he open her eyes to look at me.

"George!" She exclaimed, her voice full of happiness. "When did you get here? I have to ask you something."

I placed the cup back on the side table and held her hand as she stood up. I didn't want her to fall, as she wasn't very stable on her feet right now.

Allie decided to straddle my hips, facing me while she ran her hands down my chest.

"Do teeth have elephants?" She asked. I tried to fight back my laugh, but the way she mixed up the sentence and still looked at me like nothing was wrong, was both the funniest thing but also the cutest.

"I don't know... probably." I answered, rubbing her arm. "Now... are you gonna drink the coffee so you'll feel better?"

Allie looked at the coffee, then at me and giggled before she hugged me, placing her head against my shoulder.

"You know what'll make me feel better?" She yawned. "An organism."

Organism?

I wasn't gonna correct her. If it sounded correct to her, then okay. I'll just go with it.

I looked at Marco when I realised I hadn't heard his voice in a while. He had passed out, his head leaned back and his mouth fallen open.

"I miss Cedric." Allie whispered against my shoulder and I froze for a minute before wrapping an arm around her back. "But he's kind of lucky... he got a ticket out of here. He's in heaven, drinking tea with god."

She giggled at her own comment, which honestly made me smile.

"He was a good friend." She continued, and I heard her voice break. "And now he's in heaven, laughing at me because I don't know if teeth have elephants."

Is she not hearing herself?

"I'm sure Cedric can understand why you don't know if they have teeth." I said, brushing her hair out of her face. "Why don't we get you to bed, yeah? Take a nap and sleep it out."

She groaned against my shoulder before she slowly made her way off of me. I reached for her hand to make sure she didn't fall, but she pulled her hand away and grinned playfully at me, though her expression dropped when she felt to her arse.

"Ow." She muttered before she laid down on her back and spread her arms while staring at the ceiling with a giggle. "Georgie.. George, look."

She pointed at the ceiling and I automatically looked up but when I heard her laugh, I looked at her only to see that she had pulled her shirt up and over her boobs, revealing her bra.

With a sigh, I stood up and placed myself standing over her with a foot on either side. I reached down and pulled her shirt back down to cover her body which made her frown.

"Do you not like them?" She pouted. "They're all for you."

Then she gasped.

"Are you gay?" She whispered. "Why didn't you tell me? You've led me on all this time and now I have to go back to being single."

"Allie." I chuckled, gently grabbing her jaw to make her look at me. "I'm not gay, love. You're still the one I love, alright?"

Her cheeks slowly turned red and she giggled.

"You love me?"

"I do." I smiled. "A lot."

The door to the home cinema opened and William walked in, his eyes first landing on Marco, than at Allie on the floor.

"She didn't drink her coffee." I told him. "So I'm gonna take her up to bed so she can sleep it out."

William nodded.

"That's probably a good idea." He said as he walked towards the bar. "I'll clean up and then I'll take care of Marcus."

I lifted Allie up in my arms, causing her to cheer as if she sat in a rollercoaster.

She kept muttering and mumbling things to herself, entertaining herself and making herself laugh while I left the room and made my way up to the first floor where her bedroom was.

Though as we reached the first floor, she fell asleep in my arms. I looked at her face, smiling at how cute she looked.

I pushed the door open to her room, using my foot and then I pushed it closed behind me again.

I put her on the bed, making sure to be gentle but she still woke up and looked at me with drunk eyes.

"George." She whispered, reaching for my shoulders while she suddenly wrapped her legs around my hips and pulled me down against her. "I'm horny."

I let out a small laugh.

"I'm sure you are." I smiled. "But right now you need to take a nap so you can sober up, yeah?"

"No." She shook her head, placing her index finger against my lips. "Right now I need to be fucked."

"Allie." I warned her, running a hand to her thigh so I could untangle her leg from my hips. "Though I love getting to fuck you, right now you're drunk and you're not capable to give consent so talk to me again when you're sober."

She looked at me for a moment but then removed her legs from my hips and scooted further onto the bed, rolling onto her stomach before nuzzling her nose into the covers.

"I'll get you a blanket." I said and rubbed my hand up and down her back.

I walked into her living room and grabbed the blanket that was thrown over the armrest of one of the sofas. Then I walked back to her to see her half asleep.

I automatically smiled when I saw the smile form on her face as I spread the blanket over her body.

"Georgie?" She asked softly into the mattress and I hummed in response, sitting down next to her while running my fingers into her hair. "I love you."