We all decide to go out into the shops to get what we need for school. Ron found Harry and Hermione so he runs off with them. Draco sent an owl to Crabbe and Goyle and they met up with him in the lobby about an hour after we arrived. Percy dashes off with his girlfriend almost as soon as we arrive. Leaving Fred, George, and I alone.
"Come up to my room, I've got to grab my money, then we can go out," I say to the boys. They both follow me upstairs and I quickly unlock the room that Aunt and Uncle booked for me.
"You get to stay in your own room? Fred, Ron, Percy, and I are all squished into one room, Mum, Dad, and Ginny are in another." George says coming into my room.
I throw open my trunk and pull out my purse that has all the money Auntie and Uncle gave me. "Draco and I would probably drive each other mad if they put us in the same room if I'm being honest with you. He's a gem and I love him but sometimes he just gets on my nerves."
"Mum and Dad have our lists and they're going to buy all our things. We can come with you and help you grab your stuff though. Before we run off and actually start having fun." Fred says, flicking the curtain around my bed.
"I suppose, if you all want to. I have to go get new robes, buy my books, drop my want off at Ollivanders for some care and touch ups, buy more potion ingredients. Get cat food and things for Fergus..." I list off all the chores I have to get done.
"Okay no, I lied, Violet you're one of my best friends but I'm not going to do all those things with you. I'm going to go find Lee and a few others." Fred says. He leaves the room.
"You don't have to stay with me to do all this stuff. It's okay really?" I say to George.
George walks from the dresser in the corner to me standing in the middle of the room, "Are you mad? I haven't seen you all summer. I'm staying with you." He pecks my cheek and takes my hand and together we walk out of the Inn and out into Diagon Alley.
"I want to start with robes, because by the time they're done tailoring them, we'll be done shopping." I say to George pulling him into Madam Malkins.
"I've honestly never been in here." George says looking around at the rather large robe shop.
I look at him and tilt my head to the side, "How do you mean? Where do you get your robes from?"
George rubs the back of his neck looking embarrassed, "The second hand shop. Or Bill and Charlies old school robes."
I step up onto a podium and one of the witches working starts to take down my measurements like I've done since I was eleven. "Sit here," Another witch says to George. She pushes him into a chair in front of the pedestal so he can watch. Then the same witch brings him a tea pot and a cup, along with a plate of treats.
"Oh uhm no thank you." George says looking at the platter that the witch has brought him.
The witch working with me mumbles something, "Georgie it's okay, help yourself." George looks at me and I nod. He shrugs his shoulders and pours himself a cup of tea.
This year, the witch doesn't prick me with the needle, in fact I don't see the witch who was helping me here at all. When we are finished I place an order for three new sets of robes, and leave a rather generous tip. "Sorry, I was just wondering. Last year when I was here there was a young witch, she had blonde hair and was rather short... does she still work here?" I ask the woman behind the desk.
She hands me a slip of parchment with my order number on it and the time to come back for my robes. "She no longer works here. Have a fantastic day and thank you for your business." The witch turns and walks away from us, off to help the next customer.
"That was awfully expensive..." George says once we get back into the main street.
I shrug my shoulders, "I guess. I dunno, Draco and I each get three new sets of robes every school year." I give George a kiss before taking his hand and bring him into Scribbulus writing supplies. "What if I bou bright orange ink this year, write all of my notes and compositions in bright orange?" I joke looking at all the ink colours on the back wall of the shop.
George, who has his hand in my back pocket, kisses my temple lightly, "McGonagall wouldn't like that much." He says laughing.
I take two pints of black ink off the shelf as well as a half pint of dark green ink just for fun. I also get a new ink pot for my green ink so I don't have to worry about mixing the colours. I then pick up ten new quills and bring everything to the front desk. "Could I also have a hundred and fifty feet of rolled parchment, and four parchment canisters? But can you put the hundred and fifty feet in one of those canisters that have the measuring tape and the blade in it? Makes my life much easier when I'm ast school." I tell the wizard working the desk. He nods and goes into the back to measure out the parchment I asked for.
"What's up with your face?" I turn around and look at him head on, leaning my lower back onto the desk that's now behind me.
"Hmm? Oh nothing. Did you know that Percy made head boy?" George wraps his arms around my waist.
"Too bad you didn't make prefect hmm?" I say to him jokingly.
"Oi, neither did you!" George kisses me.
The wizard working the shop clears his throat and I quickly spin around. "Thank you." I say to him, George laughs behind me. The wizard packs up my things and I put the money on the desk. He counts it quickly and gives me the bag.
After a quick stop at Ollivanders to get my wand polished and taken care of, we head into Slugs and Jiggers to get my potion supplies for the year. We then go into Magical Menagerie to get Fergus some food, treats, and a few toys, heading back to the robe shop to pick up my things, before finally arriving at Flourish and Blotts.
"Oh great. Two more Hogwarts students. Bet you're in need of the Monster book of Monsters?" The manager says as soon as we get into the shop.
"Oh no, uhm, just one copy. Someone else is getting his." I tilt my head towards George, pointing at him sort of.
The manager looks relieved, "Oh thank goodness. Go find the rest of your books. This is going to take me a while."
I look at George and he shrugs so together we just roam around collecting the rest of the books that are on my list. We hear a scream and a loud thud coming from the front of the shop. George peeks his head around a stack of books but he cant see what's going on. "Here, your book for Divination. That's the last of them." He takes a book off of a high shelf that I can't reach and goes to hand it to me.
"Thanks love." I reach out for the book but he snatches his hand back.
"Gimme a kiss first." I roll my eyes and peck him on the cheek before snatching the book out of his hand and walking over to the front desk. The manager comes over shortly, his hair a mess, his breath heavy. He plops a rather furry book on the desk that's being held shut by twine. It starts to shake and growl as soon as it hits the desk. The manager takes a few of the books I put on the desk and stacked them on top of it.
"You tell whoever is teaching Care of Magical Creatures this year that if they order a book like this again I'll break their knee caps okay?" The manager says, clearly exhausted.
"Will do sir." I say to him. He takes my money and puts all the books in a bag except for the furry one.
"Let your boyfriend carry this." The manager says. He carefully picks up the monster book and hands it to George. "Good luck."
We go back to the leaky cauldron, our hands full of the shopping we just did. George helps me bring everything into my room. When he puts everything down he flops onto my bed and sighs. I shove everything I bought into my trunk, pour Fergus a small bowl of food. And go flop onto the bed beside George.
He rolls over from his back onto his side and looks at me, "I've missed you." He says softly.
I roll over and look at him, "I missed you too." I whisper.
We stay like that staring at each other in silence. George places the palm of his hand onto my cheek, and rubs his thumb gently across my face. "Can I kiss you." He whispers.
I can feel my cheeks flush red, butterflies instantly fill my stomach, "You've never asked before..." I mumble. My eyes flick from his eyes to his lips.
George rubs his thumb over my lips gently, "This time feels... different." He says watching me with intensity. "So... can I kiss you?"
The look on his face and in his eyes makes the butterflies in my stomach get bigger and bigger, "Yeah..." I breathe out. George hesitates for a moment, then moves closer to me. He bumps his nose against mine and I giggle. Then in one swift movement he attaches his lips to mine.
He was right, it was different. This kiss was like nothing I've ever felt before. It was like the butterflies from my stomach turned into fireworks and they were bursting around us. George sits up a bit and crawl on top of him so I straddle his waist, one of my hands on the back of his neck, the other on his chest. He moves his hands from the side of my face to my hips and he pulls away.
"I have to go to the joke shop." He says breathlessly. We look at each other for a moment before we burst into laughter.
"I'm going to stay here and write to Emma and Walter. I'll see you at dinner okay?" George grumbles. "Don't give me that. Dinner it literally in an hour."
George gently rubs his hands up my back and to my neck. "Maybe I don't need to go to the joke shop that badly. Fred and Lee can get what I need right?" He pulls me back to him and kisses me just as hard as before, slipping his tongue into my mouth. He leans back into the pillows on the bed and moves his hands down to my waist and squeezes slightly making me laugh against his lips.
Apparently dinner was closer than we thought because there's a loud knock on my door. Even though George and I were only kissing we jump apart from each other like we've committed a crime. Draco comes smashing through the door. "Violet. Dinner's on downstairs." He looks at me, then looks at George, then back to me. "Uhm... yeah." He turns quickly and shuts the door behind him.
"We better go..." I say to George. I get up from my bed and he gets up with me. I walk over to the door and put my hand on the door handle and pull it open.
George puts his hand on the door a little higher up and pushes it closed again. "Not quite." He whispers into my ear. He pulls on my belt loop on my pants and I spin around and look up at his face. He leans his head down and plants a kiss on my neck. Something he's never done before. He kisses my neck again, a little higher up than before. Then he kisses my lips, tongue and everything. I lean back into the wall slightly.
He pulls away nearly as quickly as he started kissing me and smiles. "Okay now we can go." He reaches behind me and pulls the door open. I move out of the way so he can pull the door fully open. He then takes my hand and leads me out of the room. I pull the door shut behind me.