Alex's P.O.V.
"I made it! I made it! I made it!"
"Made what?" George and Fred asked in unison.
"You are now looking at-"
"A boggart?" Fred asked.
"A mdfvhvjdnjvhdjn" George mumbled. Fred and I stared at him.
"You are looking at the newest Keeper for the Gryffindor Quidditch Team!"
"Oh my gosh!" Fred yelled quite loudly as everyone had just silence for Dumbledore to speak.
"Thank you Mr. Weasley for helping me silence for my speech," Everyone laughed. Fred took a very long and drawn out bow.
After Dumbley-dore finished his speech, we went back to talking about me being Keeper.
"Bloody Hell, you're not!" George yelled.
"Why?!" I retorted defiantly.
"Well, you are like a 2nd daughter to my mum and she'll murder me for letting you get hurt."
"I'll do what I please, thank you, Mr. Weasley!" and with that, I stomped out of the hall leaving a delicious Trekle Tart behind.
George's P.O.V.
"Should I go looking for her then?" I asked Fred.
"I would hope you had enough common sense, mate!" So off I went to look for a girl, one who knows more secret passage ways than I do, who did not want to be found. So naturally, I started at the lake. Of course she was there in an EXTREMLY obvious place.
"Alex?" I asked.
"What?" She said with tears mingled with her words. My throat closed up in pain and agony. How could I hurt such a delicate but also so brave and defiant a girl with no regards for her feelings later?
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. I am just sore from having running all the way to America for a marathon and back!" She said with sarcasm dripping from her words. She turned around and glared at me. I flinched and her expression softened.
"Come 'ere" I held out my arms. She wiped her nose on her sleeves. "I want you there, I just don't want anything bad to happen to you."
She looked up into my eyes and I realized how close we were.
"Why?" she asked.
"Because…." And we kissed. Not a snogging session but, soft and true and real, like it should be. Sparks Flew…..