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Post by george on Jul 16, 2007 23:03:21 GMT
Shaking his head, he set the whiskey down on the table in front of him, then stood up, " I think I'm going to lie down for a bit." And seeing as he couldn't go home, he just simply went upstairs and found the floor of Pansy's room to be good enough.
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Post by anastasia on Jul 16, 2007 23:05:26 GMT
*she sighed as she watched him go upstairs. at least he wasn't fighting anymore. she fixed herself another drink then sat by the fireplace, hoping that it wouldn't take her long to get the information she wanted*
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Post by anastasia on Jul 17, 2007 3:43:07 GMT
*she finished her drink then went upstairs to her room, she looked at George curled up on her floor and sighed, she went into her bathroom and changed into her bed clothes. she walked out and looked at George again*
Pathetic.
*she pulled out her wand and levitated him to the bed, hoping he would wake up feeling like maybe he had done something, then she slipped into bed next to him*
I hope this doesn't take long.
*she closed her eyes and eventually fell asleep*
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Post by george on Jul 18, 2007 2:03:18 GMT
With nightmares about Fred despising him, and about Ana leaving him and not wanting him, he shot up from the bed.
Panting heavily, cold sweat upon his brow. He swiftly looked around and sighed remembering where he was.
But quickly became panicked again as he saw exactly where he was.
In Pansy's bed.
With Pansy sleeping next to him.
His heart quivered for a moment.
All he remembered last night was falling asleep on the floor...had something happened afterwards? How the heck did he get here?
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Post by anastasia on Jul 18, 2007 2:07:43 GMT
*she slowly opened her eyes to see George*
Is something wrong?
*she sat up, wishing he would just go back to sleep. being this deceitful was really exhausting*
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Post by george on Jul 18, 2007 2:18:36 GMT
Flinching seeing Pansy awake, he then glanced quickly around the room, thinking something happened.
Then he shrank back down beneath the sheets, "No..nothing...." And with that he pulled the blankets under his chin, but knew he'd be unable to fall asleep.
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Post by anastasia on Jul 18, 2007 2:22:19 GMT
*she forced a slight smile as he slid back into bed, wincing as she put an arm around him*
Good night...my love.
*she hated having to say those words, but knew she had to keep up appearances*
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Post by anastasia on Jul 18, 2007 12:33:26 GMT
*she woke up again, looking over, seeing George still in bed, she smiled knowing that she almost had complete control* *she got up and went into the bathroom, needing to wash the Weasley off of her, afterward coming back out into the bedroom and getting dressed* *she walked downstairs to get some breakfast*
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Post by george on Jul 18, 2007 16:16:04 GMT
Yawning, he woke up from the bed. And looking around the room he noticed Pansy gone.
Shaking his head, groggy still, he then picked himself up and made his way down the stairs.
Spotting Pansy he didn't bother to really smile, but he took a seat close by, "Morning" He said lifelessly.
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Post by anastasia on Jul 18, 2007 16:21:44 GMT
*she knew it was time to start trying to get information, the sooner the better. she wanted this Weasley out of her life for good but she needed to stay focused at the moment*
Good morning, did you sleep well?
*she stood up and walked over, placing her hands on his shoulders, knowing his weaknesses, and leaned in to whisper to him*
Thank you...for last night.
*she kissed his cheek, then smirked to herself, knowing that nothing had happened but maybe he would think something did*
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Post by george on Jul 18, 2007 16:25:52 GMT
Gulping, his eyes widened slightly, "L-last night?" He stuttered out. He had feared something happened...had it?
A shiver crawled down his spine from her hands as they pressed to his shoulders.
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Post by anastasia on Jul 18, 2007 16:28:06 GMT
*she knew one of his greatest weakness was having his shoulders rubbed, and maybe it would loosen his tongue as well. she began rubbing his shoulders, just like she had done in the past*
Yes, last night. Do you not remember? It was wonderful.
*inside she was gagging but trying not to let it surface*
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Post by george on Jul 18, 2007 16:31:32 GMT
His heart stopped.
"I-I..." What was he to say? Something had happened. How could he not remember? He only thought he went to bed.
But once she started rubbing his shoulders he felt tension inside him loosening, "I-I...wow that feels good."
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Post by anastasia on Jul 18, 2007 16:34:03 GMT
*she smiled, knowing it was really beginning to work*
You looked like you could use a massage. You were very tense last night. But we managed to loosen up a bit.
*she laughed, knowing that nothing had happened but apparently he thought something did*
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Post by george on Jul 18, 2007 16:35:51 GMT
Closing his eyes, "Y-yea...I guess..." Just loving the way this relaxed him.
Although his insides were strangely turning from the knowledge that he did something, and he didn't remember.
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