I saw her sitting across the table, and I had never seen anyone so beautiful. She looked up from her plate and met my gaze. Brown met blue, and there was no one else in the world, just us. She blushed and looked down. Her chestnut hair hiding her now crimson colored cheeks. I knew then that she was the only one for me. I would wait as long as I had to. I knew the moment the sorting hat touched her head all those years ago that I loved her. I had convinced myself that she would never return my feelings, but when she showed up at my parent's house for Christmas dinner, I couldn't help but hope. I decide to push my luck. It couldn't hurt, could it? I walked up to her as she was about to leave and asked to speak to her privately. She complied. I was right in the middle of asking her if she wanted to go out with me when she did something I never expected. She kissed me! I don't know how long we stood there kissing, but when we pulled back amusement shone in her eyes. "Took you long enough." she said laughing. Later that night you would find us curled up together on the couch watching the fire. She leaned in to kiss me and when she pulled away she whispered in my ear. "Merry Christmas George." I smiled and replied "Merry Christmas...Hermione."
And all was right with the world.