I can hardly sleep the night before the first task. I’m insanely nervous, but, also excited to see what it is. But, also a certain moment with George is keeping me up as well.
George's lips are barely touching mine, his hands cupping my face. Hes so close to me. But, he doesn’t kiss me. We just stand like that. His icy breath hits me as he begins to speak, my eyes shoot open and I look at him. His eyes already fixated on me.
“You’re my best damn friend, you know that?” he says.
All I can do is nod. I wouldn’t know what I would say if I did speak.
“I've made you cry so many times, I wont ever do that again. You know I have feelings for you. And you have feelings for me. You are my best friend and I don’t want to mess this up…” he says.
“You wont...come on, George, be the brave Gryffindor that you are and do what you’ve always wanted to do.” I say, I swear I see a smile starting to pull at his lips as he kisses me, not rough like hes been wanting to do it for so long, but, gentle. Gentle, as if time was standing still and we were the only two people in the world.
He breaks the kiss and places his forehead on mine. “Was that Gryffindor enough for you?” he says in a teasing tone, I give a small smile.
George Weasley finally kissed me. And it was the most magical moment in my life. It was different from the other two times I had kissed him. The first time I had kissed him, it was impulse, he saved me in quidditch and I was congratulating him on winning the quidditch cup, it felt nice, and he reciprocated before we both pulled away, but, it wasn’t our time. And it definitely wasn’t our time when I kissed him after getting back to the Burrow from the Quidditch World Cup attack, once again, kissing him on impulse from saving me from Malfoy.
After talking with George a bit on what exactly was going on with us, I came to understand that, yes, hes always liked me, yes I’ve always liked him. But, he didn’t know how to approach it in my fourth year. There were also the O.W.L's that him and Fred had to take, even though they don’t care much about academics, I did see them study a few times. I wouldve been a distraction. And it was the fact that the kiss was an impulse, he just really needed to be sure I liked him, as if pink hair wasn’t enough. And then we didn’t see each other all that summer until the Quidditch World Cup and I had met Cedric, and George knew I could have something with Cedric, so as much as he didn’t like it, George wanted me to have a relationship with someone other than him to see if it really could work out. See if something could happen. He wanted me to try to have a life without him but, it’s impossible. Hes my best friend.
The next morning I get up and pull on a pair of dark jeans and an oversized black sweater. I pull on a pair of boots, wave my wand over my hair to make it straight and grab my bag before heading out of the dormitories and going towards the common room.
Flint and Montague are sitting on a couch, they walk over to me. I stop and roll my eyes.
“Shame we don’t have Quidditch this year.” Montague says.
“I was personally looking forward to replacing you, Wingrove.” Flint says.
“Right, then Slytherin would get no points. Good luck on that.” I say.
“you think you’re so good and you really aren't.” Montague says.
“I wouldn’t have been picked for the team if I wasn’t good. And last I checked the past 3 years, I’ve scored more points than any other chaser in Hogwarts period. If you want to get rid of me next year, then fine. Sorry I don’t buy my way onto teams like Malfoy.” I shove past the two students and exit the common room, shaking my head.

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