Darling; George Weasley

9. Dancing

The next day Estella rushed up, she needed to know if Harry was ok. Quickly, she got on a jumper, jeans, and converse and rushed out of the common room. Unsurprisingly, she found Harry sitting on the couch, kids surrounding him with questions. Ron on the other hand was sitting at a table playing wizards chess with Ginny. Ron wasn't looking too happy, after all, he was still mad at Harry for "not telling him that he put his name in the goblet of fire." To be honest, Ron needs to get his priorities straight.

"Harry!" Estella walked towards the boy. Harry turned around, his tensed shoulders relaxed at the sight of his friend.

"Yea?" he asked.

"Come here I need to talk to you," Estella waved her hand for him to come over and he got up, relieved to get away from the awkwardness in the common room.

She pulled him into the stairwell that led up to the boys and girls dorms.

"I didn't put my name in the-"

"I know Harry, I believe you," Estella put her hand on his shoulder. "But what happened? Like are you okay?"

"Thanks," he rubbed his neck. "Um, yea I guess, just don't really wanna die from a tournament I'm being forced to be in, thats all."

Estella laughed. "If you need anything, I'm here." With that, she patted him on the shoulder and ran up the stairs to the dorms.

She found the twins and Lee's dorm and knocked. "You guys awake?" she screamed.

The door opened a teeny but. "Yea," it was George. "Not so much these guys, though." He pointed to the still-sleeping Fred and Lee.

"Wow," she laughed, Lee was snoring as usual.

"How are you up so early? I don't think i've ever seen you awake before 8?" he asked.

"I dunno," she shrugged.

"You wanna go do something?"

"Like what?" she asked and George left the dorm, closing the door behind him, then took Estella's hand, guiding her down the steps to the common room.

"Hey George," Ron groaned.

"Hello Ronniekins," George fluffed Rons hair and continued to lead Estella out of the common room.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"You'll see," he said. They passed the great hall and were nearing the corridor by the courtyard. He took her outside the castle to the quidditch pitch.

The pitch was empty, quidditch was canceled that year so it hasn't been used in ages.

"What are we doing here?" Estella asked as he let go of her hand in the middle of the field.

"Dance." he said and swung his wand, music soon began playing from it.

"What?" she questioned. He grabbed her right hand with his left and began swinging her around, he was a goofy dancer, but he knew what he was doing.

"Come on, let loose and just dance," he spun her around, still holding hands. He then took her left hand with his right and put his left on her waist, she did the same. The two were rocking back and forth, singing along to the song that was playing in the background. They were laughing, full of joy, living in the moment.

Suddenly, everything Estella worried was pushed away and forgotten. She felt like her and George were the only people in the world. She felt unstoppable, invincible, ethereal. It was cold but she didn't notice, she was too happy to notice.

"WHOO!" they started screaming to the song, letting loose and dancing their hearts out. Shaking their heads to the music, their hair was all over the place but they had not a care in the world. Everything felt...