Fugitive (a George wealsey love story)

I ran threw the streets of diagon ally. A shoulder bag in my grasp and three ministry officers on my tail. I pushed through the crowds of people until I had gain enough distance between me and the officers to catch my breath and find an escape route. I desperately looked for any kind of shelter. A crowded shop. A dark ally. A pub. But nothing seemed to jump out 
"this way" a voice whispered in my ear and it's hand took a firm grip on mine. It dragged me into a over crowded shop filled with what looked like joke products. I didn't have much time to look around before I was dragged up a flight of stairs and into a room filled with unopened boxes "hide" the voice whispered and I obeyed. I sat with my back pressed to a stack of boxes that hid me from sight. I silently gasped for air and took a tighter grip on my shoulder bag. I heard the door fly open and quickly brung my knees to my chin, not daring to take a breath 
"what do you mean by busting into my store room like that?!" the voice yelled out. I took in a small shaky breath and closed my eyes tight 
"we are looking for a young girl, have you seen her?" one of the ministry officers asked 
"no I haven't! Now would you please leave" the voice asked sounding annoyed and the door closed "there, gone" it whispered and I relaxed, letting out a long sigh of relief
"thank you" I whispered back and kept my eyes closed. I sensed someone kneel in front of me and I felt a hand on my face. I opened my eyes to a handsome Ginger. His eyes where a dark brown and his lips formed a cheeky smile. I couldn't help but smile back and get lost in his eyes 
"what's your name?" I snapped out of my trace at the question. I whet to answer but all that came out was a gasp of pain. I looked down at my arm to see a large blood stain. I quickly stood up bit fell back down into the arms of the ginger feeling light headed "I have to get you home" he said to himself and picked me up in the bridal carry. He was surprisingly strong, considering he looked thin in his orange work robes. He carried me out into the hall and looked down over the stair ways railing. He put me back on my feet but held me up by my waist making me blush slightly. 
"Fred! Get up here now!" he yelled down to another Ginger, dressed in identical robes, attending a small girl 
"I will in a second!" Fred called back. The nameless man took hold of my hand and pressed it to my bleeding arm 
"you need to apply pressure. It helps the blood clot" he said and you did so. 
"what is it-oh you want to leave early with your girlfriend!" you looked over at a the owner of the voice. He was identical to the nameless man holding me up by my waist 
"whoa I must have lost more blood then I thought. Seeing double here" I laughed a little and my head spun 
"no your not. This is my twin brother Fred" the nameless man whispered into my ear, ignoring the comment made by his twin 
"Fred I'm guessing. I don't think your twin here has given me the pleasure of his name" i said to Fred who smiled the same cheeky smile and crossed his arms 
"oh really" I nodded. Bad idea. My head spun again and i held it tight. The nameless twin took my hand from my head and placed it back of my arm 
"so? She hasn't told me her name yet" the nameless twin snapped and jerked his head towards me. I let out a small groan of pain and the nameless twins grip tighten on me "anyway I have to get her to mum. You ok running the shop by yourself for awhile?" Fred nodded and the nameless twin smiled at him "then get to work!" he joked and Fred punched his arm before heading back down to the customers "ok hold tight" he took hold of my hand and turned on the spot. With a crack we dissavaporated out of the shop and into a grassy field. I swayed on the spot a bit and looked up at the crooked house in front of me. It looked like floors had been added over the years and it seemed to lean to one side. 
"big family?" I asked and he laughed 
"you have no idea!" he took my waist again and helped me up to the front doors "mum!" he yelled out and a plump woman (also Ginger) ran to the door 
"oh geo-who this?" she looked over at me and I weakly smiled 
"she hasn't told me her name. She's bleeding can you help?" the woman nodded and lead me inside. She sat me down on a large sofa and told me to remove my jacket. I did as I was told and un-zipped my jacket, slipping it off my shoulders. I blushed a little as all I wore underneath was a black singlet that was by far to small for me. Being on the run didn't leave much time for clothes shopping. The woman returned a little while latter with bandages and a damp cloth and began to clean my arm of the blood "I'll get her something to drink" the nameless man whispered to his mother and walked off towards the kitchen 
"I'm Molly. What's your name dear?" she asked kindly and I bit my bottom lip in thought. Should I tell her. What if they look for me here. She'll be safer if she docent know. 
"ummm.....can I trust you?" I whispered and looked at the carpet
"oh course dear! Raising seven kids really gives you a knack for keeping secrets" she smiled and I laughed a little
"ok I-it's Karen" I stuttered out and the nameless man returned 
"cool name" he said handing me a cup filled with hot coco. I took a sip and he sat next to me "guessing I have to tell you mine now?" I nodded and he grinned "George Weasley" he held out his hand and I took it in for a firm handshake 
"pleasure" I smiled and Molly finished cleaning and bandaging my arm. She took my jumper away for washing and George draped a blanket over my shoulders 
"so you gonna tell me where you got that cut? And why you where running from the ministry officials?" I pulled the blanket over me more and took another sip of the coco. 
"Ummmmm.....no" I said quietly. He wouldn't understand. And anyway the more he knew the more he had to tell if they questioned him "sorry. You-you wouldn't understand. You seem nice enough but I don't even know you" he looked puzzled by the last statement and I took another sip of coco 
"you don't know me? How old are you?" now it was my turn to look puzzled 
"I'm 16" he crossed his arms and looked at the coco in my hands 
"your still in Hogwarts. You should know me" I rolled my eyes and snorted 
"I never whet to Hogwarts. Never been to school. To busy being on the run" I shrugged and he took the coco from my hands. 
"never been to school?! Been on the run?! Your ether crazy or fudging awesome!" he sat cross legged on the sofa now facing me, my coco now sitting on the table besides him "why ya on the run? What ya do?" I smirked and his grin widened 
"how old are you?" he looked a little puzzled but brushed it off
"I'm 18" I nodded and tipped my head to the side 
"why aren't you in school? Term started a week ago" he laughed a little and wrapped an arm around my shoulders
"let's just say it involved fireworks, my twin brother, brooms and our DADA teacher" I laughed and he leaned in slightly "so why ya on the run. You can trust me" I looked into his eyes and saw that he was telling the truth. I started to lose myself in the chocolate brown color of them but he blinked and I looked away 
"well...ummm....long story....don't you need together back to your brother?" he shook his head and leaned in a bit more 
"I've got time. Trust me. Fred can handle it himself" I took a deep breath and sat cross legged facing him
"ok let's start with dad. He left my mum when I was 3 yelling that he was gonna kill her and I was going to help. Mum whet crazy moving house every year, changing my hair color, everything she could think of. Dad was a death eater so she was terrified" george listened, eyes wide and mouth slightly open "then there's mum. Muggle born, but a great witch. She brought me books on spells when I was just 5. I learnt everyone, with out a wand of course. Then I got my letter and she was so happy. She brought me my wand and books...but when we got home dad was there...waiting. He pinned mum to the door with one arm and cursed me with his free arm. I didn't know what I was doing. He was controlling me. But next thing I know my wand is raised at mum and she's hit by a green light. She fell on the floor dead. My dad just smiled and slapped me across the face before leaving. I quickly packed a small bag and any money I could find and left" I sniffed a little and George whipped my tears away with his thumb "thanks" he smiled and I blushed a little "well since I was underaged they thought that I killed mum from my own sick enjoyment. So I whet on the run. But they hate me for heaps of things. Avapporating without a licence, underage sorcery, not attending school, not registering as an animagus and using magic in front of Muggles" George grew a grin on his face and I did the same "but I don't care. Like they can catch me" I laughed and george pulled me into a hug. I was shocked but he pulled back before I could come to my senses and hug back 
"come on, you need to sleep" he stood up and held out his hand. I nervously took it and he lead me up a few flights of stairs. We soon came to a pale orange door and he pushed the it open to revel a small room with two beds facing each other and a dresser pushed up against the wall. On one bed there was a pillow with an 'F' neatly sewed into it and on the other was a pillow with a curly 'G' sewed on. I smiled and he lead me over to the bed with the 'G' pillow on it. He pulled out his wand and gave it a lazy wave. A bed appeared beside his own, complete with 'K' pillow and blanket "there you go! I'll leave you to change" he began to walk out and I looked at him puzzled 
"change? I haven't got any other clothes George" he turned around and looked at me surprised "I have to travel light see" I tipped the contents of my shoulder bag out onto my bed and he walked back over. There was a hairbrush, a blanket, some money, a tooth brush and tooth past, deodorant, my wand and a Teddy bear along with some scraps of food. He looked at me shocked and I shrugged "told ya. I'll just sleep in this. I'm use to it" he shook his head and walked over to his trunk. He pulled out a red and gold shirt with a crest on the Brest pocket and handed it to me. 
"you can wear that. And mum can wash your clothes" I smiled and took the shirt from him 
"I'm not intruding am I?" George snorted and placed a hand on my shoulder 
"never! Our family has no such word! The more the merrier!" he smiled and left the room without another word. I pulled off my singlet and converse and slipped the top on. I pulled off my torn and ripped jeans, that the Muggles would think fashionable, and threw them on top of my shirt and shoes. I looked in the mirror on the back of the door and saw that the shirt was just long enough to cover up to 30cm above my knee. I smiled and took my hair out of it's ponytail and brushed the dirt and leaves from it. There was knock on the door and I pulled my wand out of the pile of stuff on my bed "can I come in?" it was George. I sighed and tucked my wand into my bra strap 
"yer, sure" he opened the door and came in. He picked up my clothes and placed them outside of the door before closing it and slumping on his bed "where'd your wand go?" he said propping himself up on his shoulders and looking at the pile of stuff on my bed. I pulled down the shoulder of the shirt to revel my wand tucked away in my bra strap "oh!" he blushed a pale pink and I broke out laughing "what?" he said lying back down with his hands behind his head 
"you blushed" he glared at me making me laugh more 
"did not! Weasley's never blush! Unless your Ron or Ginny-and I am nether!" he looked out the window and you stooped laughing 
"bet I can do it again" I whispered twirling my hair around my finger 
"do what?" he said crinkling his nose 
"make you blush" he turned his head to face me and snorted 
"yer right" he said and crossed one leg over the other 
"I've had allot of practice in the art of flirting" he quickly turned his head to me with a look of confusion and shock "only way to get shelter in winter" I bit my tongue and grinned
"ok gross and anyway you don't even know me...you don't know what it takes to make me blush" he said turning his attention back to the roof 
"just give me a chance. I dare you" he looked frustrated and I smiled. "I may not know you but you look like the type of guy who would never turn down a dare" he let out a sharp breath of frustration and groaned 
"fffiiinnneee" I jumped up and down clapping and ran over to his bedside "go on make me blush" he said shrugging. I straddled his lap and looked down upon him, tucking a few stands of hair behind my ears. He whet a very light pink and I grinned. I leaned in a bit more to him and ran my hand down his chest and to his belt making him turn a bright red 
"you blushed!!" I screamed sitting up on his stomach and pointing and his red face 
"fine you win! Now get off me" I laughed a little and jumped off him and on to my bed "go to sleep. Fred will be home soon and Id rather him not ask questions as to why I'm a living tomato!" I broke out laughing again and he hit me on the head with his pillow 
"ok ok I'm sleeping!" I packed away my things and slipped under the covers. I pulled my wand from my bra strap and tucked it into the side of my underwear. I laid on my side facing George and winked making the bright red George return  "goodnight" I sung and he smiled in return. I closed my eyes and drifted off into sleep.