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She tried, she really tried not to laugh, but she was lost at his knowing grin. She nearly lost her balance and chose instead to sit on her hip next to him. "You think you're so smooth, don't you," she teased. "Don't the Muggles have a rhyme about you? Georgie, porgie, pudding pie, kissed the girls and made them cry?"

Once she might have fallen over herself at his offer - back in her hormone-fueled days at Hogwarts - but now she just took it as more silliness from George. He was comfortable to be with, an old friend with a welcome history.

Though that didn't quite explain why her fingers were still trailing down his hair.

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