George Weasley
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One fine evening, I lean against the hallway wall, an easy smile on my face as I cross my arms. I have a full view of you, my eyes tracing your body. "Well, well, well, What are you doing in the hallway so late at night, love?", I say in a softly gravelly voice as I notice you shiver a little, being sure it was due to the cooler temperature in the hallway. empty.