Good Morning

Lissy wouldn't have woken up if not for the tickling sensation in her ear. She frowned and rolled over a bit, but the ticking followed. Finally she opened her eyes and looked up, where a hand held the end of her braid.

"George, what are you doin'?" she mumbled softly, swatting his hand aside and looking over her shoulder. George sat there with a wicked grin.

"I'm bored, how can you sleep so much?"

"I'm not sleeping a lot, I didn't go to bed..." she lifted a wrist and glanced at the watch there. "More than three hours ago." she determined.

"I figured as much." George said, lifting the sketchbook she'd set on her nightstand and looking over the pictures covering the open pages. "That was rather silly, when you have to be awake and dressed...fifteen minutes ago." he pointed out, glancing at her watch. Lissy blinked at him then remembered she was supposed to be opening at the shop she worked at out on the muggle side of London.

"Crud, I'm gonna be late!"

"You are late." George chuckled as she sat up, but he didn't let her leave yet. "Or you were. Not anymore. I called you in sick."

Lissy froze where she sat and gave him a disbelieving look. "You called me in? George, you don't even know how to work a phone."

"Sure I do! I just copied you. Worked out, the manager said you could have the day off."

"Oh...well then why did you wake me up?" Lissy inquired as she relaxed in place. It was so easy to do when his hands were still around her waist. He twisted her around until she sat before him, still grinning.

"Because I got you this...and it would wilt if I didn't give it to you." With a flourish he pulled out a bright orange tiger lily and Lissy bit her lips together, trying to hide her smile.

"George, it's the middle of winter, where did you get a lily?" she asked him. Though the words were frank, her tone spoke volumes. She did love how the redhead would treat her like a best friend and a love all at the same time. Tiger lilies were her favorite...which he'd somehow figured out without actually asking her.

"Not telling."

"Then what's the occasion?"

"There isn't one. But if you need one, I shall make one up." he whispered, kissing her nose and making her giggle. "Happy morning, love."

Lissy snorted but grinned. "Happy morning, George."

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This is what happens when I run out of inspiration. I look though pictures and start doodling and eventually something happens

~Whisp

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