So I don't actually read a lot of George/Angelina; in fact I haven't read any! But I like them so I'm gonna give it a try!

The Whole One Ear Thing

Chapter 1

'Come on Ange!'

'No!'

'Just one!'

'I said no! George, I don't care how many times you ask me, the answer will stay the same. Now leave me alone!' Angelina turned and stalked away.

George stopped following her down Diagon Alley just for a moment, admiring her retreating figure. He smiled and then immediately began following her again.

'You haven't even considered it have you?'

She stopped in her tracks and froze, a stony expression crossing her face. He stopped a little way behind her, a smug grin plastered on his face.

She turned on her heel to face him and stalked toward him, looking him straight in the eyes. George grinned down at her, staring deep into her eyes.

'Considered it? Of course I've considered it!' she whispered menacingly. She stood close to him, so that she had to tip her head back to look at him. 'What do you take me for? I don't just kiss people and then pretend it never happened, George!'

'Ah, so you have thought about that night?'

Angelina opened her mouth as if to say something, but closed it sharply and narrowed her eyes.

'Git.' She said scathingly before turning around and stalking away again.

George's mischievous grin got even wider and he jogged to keep up with her.

'Ange.' He said patiently, but she pretended she hadn't heard him and sped up.

'Ange!' He shouted, beginning to run to catch up to her.

'Angelina!' George caught up with her but she didn't slow, so he jogged sideways alongside her to keep up.

'Please listen to me! Will you just stop?' George grabbed both of her shoulders and forced her to stand still and look at him.

'I think about you all the time.' Angelina rolled her eyes and made to walk away.

George stopped her again. 'No.'

He sighed, looking down at the ground. 'That's not working.'

'No.' she said, irritated.

George smiled.

'Listen, I know it didn't mean anything. And I know that you only kissed me because I was upset. I get it – Fred had just died. And I had initiated it, and I get that you only went along with it to make me feel better, but honestly, I loved every second of it.'

'George…' she said exasperatedly.

'And don't say I'm not thinking properly because I am. I'm not grieving anymore. But I just find myself thinking about you, and about after the funeral.'

Angelina opened her mouth to say something, but George interrupted her once more.

'Tell me you don't think about it. That you're not attracted to me in anyway and I'll stop asking.'

'I'm sorry George; I just don't see how it would work.'

'This isn't about the whole one ear thing is it?'

She laughed. 'No. It's nothing to do with that.'

'Then what is it?'

Angelina took a deep breath and, looking at the ground, she said, 'I just don't think that… You see, you and me are not like that, don't you think?'

'I don't understand.'

Angelina took a deep breath. 'Well, you're you. You're George Weasley.'

'Well observed.'

'You've never had a relationship before.'

'Neither have you!'

'Exactly! We don't understand what we're doing! I just don't see how we, you and me, could ever work!'

George put both hands on her shoulders and stooped so she had no choice but to look at him.

'That's not what I'm asking.' He said gently.

'Then - what?'

'I haven't stopped thinking about that kiss. And I know what it must look like – what it was. I was grieving - of course I was it was my brother's funeral! – but I didn't just kiss you because of that!'

'Then… why?'

'Because I was… I am attracted to you. When you had your arm around me, and you wiped the tears from my face, I just had to do something about what I was feeling.'

Angelina looked into his eyes. The usual mischievous glint in his eye was missing, replaced with sincerity that she had no choice but to believe.

George misinterpreted her study of his expressions as doubt.

'Listen, I know you think a relationship is scary, but that is not what I'm asking you. I'm asking you for a date. Just one – and then we can see. If you like.'

She smirked. 'Well…'

'Come on, Ange. You'll have fun I promise.'

She smiled. 'I know I will. Alright, fine.' She said, throwing her hands up in the air in defeat.

George's grin broke across his face.

'But,' she stressed, 'It's just a date. That's all.'

'That's all I'm asking for.' George smiled. He sighed mockingly, 'I knew you couldn't stay away too long.'

Angelina frowned. 'Don't push your luck, Lugless. When is this date?'

'Tonight. 8 o'clock. I'll pick you up.'

Ooooh! I enjoyed that! That was fun! I wasn't going to write any more, but I want to! Ooooh! Yay! Very excited about this! I shall write the date right now. Yes I will.

Goldylox

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