Friends | 𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲

chapter 23

4th year.

Hallies pov.

"catch me!" i shrieked. i felt Georges arms wrap around my waist as he helped me onto my feet.
George and I were ice skating together on the frozen over black lake. other students were also doing the same on their Saturday day off.

"you have horrible balance but somehow you're on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team" George said as he elegantly skated out in front of me.
"i'm scared!" i pleaded, reaching my hands out to grab his. he rolled his eyes and glided over to me, he grabbed my gloved hands with his and slowly pulled me along with him.

the chilly air froze my face. the sky a muted grey. snow was littered across the grounds, the grass having a thin layer of ice across it. it was just cold enough for the lake to have frozen solid.
i was so glad to be back in the cold. and, to be back here at Hogwarts.

George twirled me around. i panicked and fell into his chest, clutching tightly onto his coat, my knuckles white, my face radiating fear i bet.
"George Weasley-"
he laughed over my ranting as he helped me stand on the two blades which were the only thing keeping me standing, along with his firm grip on my hands.
"you're okay" he assured, i breathed heavily and looked into his eyes, he looked down at me. i could have sworn i saw his eyes drift to my lips and back up to my eyes. i felt my cheeks go hot, i could feel his breath against my face and i thought we were about to kiss.
our faces inches closer.

i stepped forward to close the gap between us until i felt myself slip, Georges mind hadn't registered quick enough and i had fell face first onto the ice, taking George down with me as we toppled on top of each other.

i pulled myself off of him awkwardly and he sat up awkwardly laughing. i fixed my hair and looked over at him.
"maybe you need a bit more practice" he said, his cheeks flushed.
"this is going to turn into you training me like with Quidditch" i laughed as he got up and helped me up. i avoided eye contact as much as i could. i felt embarrassed, but i also felt my stomach churning, but not in a nauseating way,  in a way where my heart pounded heavily and i felt light headed.

-

i paced around my bedroom. Sage was gone and George went to hang out with Lee.
i was going mental over the way George looked at me. did he really look at my lips? were we really going to kiss i thought over and over until i had collapsed onto my bed and buried my head into my pillow. i didn't realize how i was smiling and kicking my feet at the thought.
i stopped myself when i heard the door open.
i quickly sat up and saw Sage walk in.

she looked at me with concern.
"are you alright..?" she slowly walked over to her bed and took her bag off.
i got up and sat on her bed.
"okay... i have.. a question" i cleared my throat. she looked at me and sat down across from me.
"go ahead"
"well.. how- how did you know that you fancied Fred?"
she looked at me strangely. "do you fancy someone?!" she asked, getting excited.
"just answer" i said. she hummed.
"well, it kind of felt like my heart was leaping out of my chest every time i was around him. my heart rate increased, my face turned hot, and i just knew i had feelings for him" she said.
"who is this mystery boy?" she asked me.

i thought about telling her, my heart pounding quickly.
"well.. i don't know if i fancy him or not" my cheeks went pink again.
"go on, just tell me" she sounded like she was on the edge of her seat.
"it's... it's George" i said quickly. she looked at me and put her hands over her mouth.
"really?!"
"yes...?"
she got out of bed and started running around with excitement.
"what's wrong with you" i said. she grabbed onto my shoulders.
"i was hoping this would happen!" she said excitedly.

i laughed, feeling the weight on my shoulders immediately disappear. but soon realizing the way she described her feelings for Fred. that was the way i felt about George. and i've tried denying it as much as i could. but now. now i don't know what to do.
what if i told him and he began pushing me away, or, what if he called me crazy for getting the wrong message. or what if he says he already fancies someone. someone prettier, smarter, better at Quidditch, someone who can ice skate.

i retreated to my bed and sat there. zoning out Sages happy rant. i bit at my fingernails with anxiety. what if i get my heart broken, what if all this time his plan was to lead me on so he could embarrass me. what if i fall in love with him while he's with another girl and i can't possibly rip myself away.
my head spiraled until Sage plopped onto my bed in front of me and pulled me out of it.
"are you okay?" she asked.
i looked into her eyes.
"what if... he doesn't like me back" i said.
"how could he not like you Hallie" she said softly. her eyes softened.

"maybe. it's to soon" i said, biting at the inside of my cheek. i did just find this out, i mean, i've thought about him over the summer. but, i was in denial. i never felt this way before. i never felt my heart leap out of my chest until just then, our faces were inches apart and my heart was pounding in my ears,
"how did you find this out?" Sage asked.
i proceeded to tell her the story, she flipped out.
"well if he didn't fancy you he wouldn't have looked at you like that!!" Sage said loudly. i thought about it.
"i think i should give it time.. i mean i just discovered these foreign feelings" i laid down onto my back. bloody hell this was weird. having your mind wrapped around somebody.

and no matter the circumstance. i couldn't get my mind off of him.

1079 words.
4/24/2023