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14. Golden Dancing Duo

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Y/N means Your Name
M/N means Middle Name
L/N means Last Name
F/C means Favorite Color
E/C means Eye Color

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●Y/N's POV●

"Mmm...." George hums softly in response. Then, an amused whistle comes from next to us. George and I look towards the source of the sound and see Fred and Angelina. Their eyes are full with amusement and Angelina smiles at me in a way that only us girls get.

"Hello, guys!" Hermione chirps as she comes over to us, holding Ron's hand. He's blushing crimson and I giggle to myself. "Hello, Hermione." I say with Angelina in unison.

"We did great at the dance!" 'Mione comments, smiling, her beautiful features shining. "You can say that again.. But we still have upcoming dances!" Angelina squeals.

"Exactly!" I chirp and the next song begins. The three of us giggle, as I realise that Fred and George are silently communicating in their own way.

I ignore it and take George's hand. We walk to the center of the room and face each other. He places his hands on my waist firmly, yet gently and I lace my fingers behind his neck.

We start swaying back and forth to the rhythm. Our eyes are locked together, as our faces stay inches apart.

I feel my cheeks heat up, as he smirks at me. "You know, you look gorgeous tonight." he says gently. A smile creeps on my face and I look into his hazel orbs.

"Well, what can I say? You finally saw what I see in you for the last three years." I admit. "Three years? How come you see me that way since then..?" he asks, curiosity dominating him.

"You see, after the incident with my parents, I had nowhere to stay and I couldn't make it on my own.. But you and your family welcomed me in your home with open arms. You were there for me, always. You always managed to make me smile. I pictured Fred as a brother. But I never saw you that way. I would always see a charming, funny and handsome guy." I explain.

"When my uncle found out that I'm an orphan, he decided to take me to his home, but I'm not sure how I feel about him.. When I faced Voldemort in my spirit form, I saw him there.. He's a Death Eater.." I tell him silently.

"So that's why you got mad when you saw him the next day at the Great Hall?" he asks.

"Yes. I may love him, because he's not who he shows to be, but he's with Voldemort's side, along with my real mother.. Bellatrix Lestrange." his eyes go wide.

"Lestrange? Isn't that the witch that escaped Azkaban?" his eyes full of disbelief. "The one and only... She told be that she wants me back. That she and my father will be waiting to give me the Death Mark." I tell him.

"Damn it Y/N.. You're more important to Voldemort than I thought.." he murmurs to himself. "Hey, I'm capable of taking care of myself!" I argue.

"I know, Y/N. I've seen your Patronus." he smirks. "Yeah, about that.. I've never seen yours." I tell him, licking my lips. "That's because I've never used that charm.." he confesses.

I think for a while and remain quiet, with furrowed brows. "What is it?" George asks me. "We haven't cast this charm in class before?" I ask him. He shakes his head and I fall in thought.

"Then how come I know how to cast it..? I grew with Muggles, that know nothing about magic." I exclaim.

"Haven't thought about that.." he admits, furrowing his eyebrows. "And the most unforgivable curse..? How have I used it three years ago..?" I ask myself, feeling my mind racing like crazy.