*I do not own any of these characters or settings…they belong to JK ROWLING-I only own the plot*
•Well, this is my first fanfic I've actually written down *yay!* pleez review!! ^-^ (if the beginning sux, that's cuz I suck at writing them newayz…) •
"Why the hell did everyone have to leave me here?"
George was sitting alone in the Gryffindor common room, being pissed off about Fred, Lee, Angelina, Katie, and Alicia leaving him here to do absolutely NOTHING all by himself. Even Ron and all of his friends had ditched the House tonight.
"They could have at least ASKED me if I wanted to go shopping…" he said, although he knew shopping was his least favorite thing. He only went when he needed to, and even then he hated every moment.
George lay on the couch for some time, rolling around, trying to get comfortable. When he had finally found a position that was good enough, he closed his eyes and let his mind wander. It wandered to Christmas Day, and the ball that was happening that night. He had often thought about who he would take to the ball, since he was sixteen and couldn't just show up alone. Many faces drifted through his head, but one kept showing up, most noticeable of all. Alicia Spinnet.
Alicia was his best girl-friend and one of the prettiest girls in his year. She was rather short (about 5"5), and kind of skinny, but in a good way, with a bit of muscle from Quidditch. Her layered, shoulder-length, light brown hair was usually left down, and her wide, honey colored eyes shone like pieces of amber held up to firelight.
He, George, was 6"1, and well-muscled from playing Beater for so many years. (*wow that sounds…not how it should!*) His flame colored Weasley hair was short and spiky, and his dark brown eyes followed Alicia's every move.
He had wanted to ask her to the ball ever since he had heard of it. But it was just too weird for him to ask his best friend to accompany him. It would mean finally admitting his love for her, and it kind of scared him! But…the longing he felt whenever he
was near her made him lust for her even more...
"I love you, Alicia," he whispered as he stared at the roaring fire, "I love you I love you I love-"
"HELLO!"
A small black form had just popped out of the portrait hole and landed on the back of George's couch.
"Alicia? I thought you guys were out shopping…"
"We were, but it got too cold so we came back with what we already had bought."
"Where are the others?"
"Fred and Angelina went to get some food from the kitchens, and Lee and Katie are snogging somewhere…Want to see what I bought?"
"Sure," he said with a grin. She was so cute when she was all hyper like this. He had a feeling that she had bought things he wanted to see…
"All right. I'll be right back-don't you go anywhere!" and she picked up the couple of bags and ran up to the girls' dorms.
He had half a mind to go up there and watch her, but he wasn't that type of guy. Anyway, he couldn't get up there if he'd
tried thanks to the founders of Hogwarts.
Alicia came down the stairs a few minutes later and put on a very pleasing fashion show for him (not that he cared about the clothes-they just made her look so good!). After about twenty minutes, she came down the stairs one last time, but poked her head around the corner first.
"George, you're sure we're alone?"
"Yep. Why? Embarrassed?" he said with a smile.
"Erm, no, it's just…" and she came out into full view.
Alicia was wearing just a black thong and matching bra. She looked extremely nervous, (and sexy) and her whole face was turning quite red.
"Um, so…What d'you think?"
"Er…You look…incredible…" George was very shocked (and delighted) when he saw exactly what she was wearing. He could feel the blood rising to his face too, and fought to keep from turning beet red.
He stood up and walked awkwardly over to her.
"You look cold…D'you want my sweatshirt?"
She nodded hard.
"Well then…Here." He yanked the huge black Quiksilver hoodie over his head, and handed it to her. She smiled and thanked him, before putting it on herself. It was so big on her that it came down almost to her knees.
"Let's sit down then…"
"Right."
George led her over to his couch, and pulled her down with him and into his lap. She snuggled happily against his chest as he fought back a grin.
"So Alicia, what exactly did you mean by that?"
She pulled back to look at him. "Well, I guess it means I like you, more than a best friend. Maybe even…"
"Love me?"
"Yes."
George pulled her close to him and stretched out on the sofa. "I love you too. I guess this means we'll be going to the ball together?"
She laughed, and then yawned hugely. "Of course it does. I wouldn't let you go with anyone else."
"Me neither." and with that final word said, they drifted off into a happy, comfortable sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.
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•SO!!! What do you think of chap.1? PLEEEEEEZ review…..I really need some feedback… and I don't mind suggestions either!!! Thank you and have a great day ^_~ •
•Well, this is my first fanfic I've actually written down *yay!* pleez review!! ^-^ (if the beginning sux, that's cuz I suck at writing them newayz…) •
"Why the hell did everyone have to leave me here?"
George was sitting alone in the Gryffindor common room, being pissed off about Fred, Lee, Angelina, Katie, and Alicia leaving him here to do absolutely NOTHING all by himself. Even Ron and all of his friends had ditched the House tonight.
"They could have at least ASKED me if I wanted to go shopping…" he said, although he knew shopping was his least favorite thing. He only went when he needed to, and even then he hated every moment.
George lay on the couch for some time, rolling around, trying to get comfortable. When he had finally found a position that was good enough, he closed his eyes and let his mind wander. It wandered to Christmas Day, and the ball that was happening that night. He had often thought about who he would take to the ball, since he was sixteen and couldn't just show up alone. Many faces drifted through his head, but one kept showing up, most noticeable of all. Alicia Spinnet.
Alicia was his best girl-friend and one of the prettiest girls in his year. She was rather short (about 5"5), and kind of skinny, but in a good way, with a bit of muscle from Quidditch. Her layered, shoulder-length, light brown hair was usually left down, and her wide, honey colored eyes shone like pieces of amber held up to firelight.
He, George, was 6"1, and well-muscled from playing Beater for so many years. (*wow that sounds…not how it should!*) His flame colored Weasley hair was short and spiky, and his dark brown eyes followed Alicia's every move.
He had wanted to ask her to the ball ever since he had heard of it. But it was just too weird for him to ask his best friend to accompany him. It would mean finally admitting his love for her, and it kind of scared him! But…the longing he felt whenever he
was near her made him lust for her even more...
"I love you, Alicia," he whispered as he stared at the roaring fire, "I love you I love you I love-"
"HELLO!"
A small black form had just popped out of the portrait hole and landed on the back of George's couch.
"Alicia? I thought you guys were out shopping…"
"We were, but it got too cold so we came back with what we already had bought."
"Where are the others?"
"Fred and Angelina went to get some food from the kitchens, and Lee and Katie are snogging somewhere…Want to see what I bought?"
"Sure," he said with a grin. She was so cute when she was all hyper like this. He had a feeling that she had bought things he wanted to see…
"All right. I'll be right back-don't you go anywhere!" and she picked up the couple of bags and ran up to the girls' dorms.
He had half a mind to go up there and watch her, but he wasn't that type of guy. Anyway, he couldn't get up there if he'd
tried thanks to the founders of Hogwarts.
Alicia came down the stairs a few minutes later and put on a very pleasing fashion show for him (not that he cared about the clothes-they just made her look so good!). After about twenty minutes, she came down the stairs one last time, but poked her head around the corner first.
"George, you're sure we're alone?"
"Yep. Why? Embarrassed?" he said with a smile.
"Erm, no, it's just…" and she came out into full view.
Alicia was wearing just a black thong and matching bra. She looked extremely nervous, (and sexy) and her whole face was turning quite red.
"Um, so…What d'you think?"
"Er…You look…incredible…" George was very shocked (and delighted) when he saw exactly what she was wearing. He could feel the blood rising to his face too, and fought to keep from turning beet red.
He stood up and walked awkwardly over to her.
"You look cold…D'you want my sweatshirt?"
She nodded hard.
"Well then…Here." He yanked the huge black Quiksilver hoodie over his head, and handed it to her. She smiled and thanked him, before putting it on herself. It was so big on her that it came down almost to her knees.
"Let's sit down then…"
"Right."
George led her over to his couch, and pulled her down with him and into his lap. She snuggled happily against his chest as he fought back a grin.
"So Alicia, what exactly did you mean by that?"
She pulled back to look at him. "Well, I guess it means I like you, more than a best friend. Maybe even…"
"Love me?"
"Yes."
George pulled her close to him and stretched out on the sofa. "I love you too. I guess this means we'll be going to the ball together?"
She laughed, and then yawned hugely. "Of course it does. I wouldn't let you go with anyone else."
"Me neither." and with that final word said, they drifted off into a happy, comfortable sleep, wrapped in each other's arms.
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•SO!!! What do you think of chap.1? PLEEEEEEZ review…..I really need some feedback… and I don't mind suggestions either!!! Thank you and have a great day ^_~ •