George Weasley -4-
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"Hey, Y/N... Look up."
You did so and then gave a soft chuckle as you turned your gaze back to the boy standing in front of you. His cheeky smile made you blush as you teased;
"This is the seventh time, George."
The mistletoe glinted above your heads in the fireplace's warm light.
"What can I say? You're a good kisser."
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