Author's note: I just read the new information of family trees on JK Rowling's website today and was struck by inspiration for this prompt. :D

Kiss

"What did you do?"

"Nothing!" George said. "Just come here for a minute…"

Angelina Johnson crossed her arms looking suspicious. "You could just come over here."

George nearly swore under his breath. "Well, what's wrong with this cozy spot? Fine view here from the window and all…"

"Why do you want me to go over there?"

He tried to look innocent and failed drastically. "Look, Angelina-"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" the black girl asked in a threatening voice. "You and your ridiculous pranks and practical jokes! I'll go over there and suddenly find myself attacked by one of your wild holiday hexes, or attacked by hundreds of candy canes like that time in our third year!"

"That was an accident." He lied. It had been a clever scheme that he and Fred had planned with her in mind as the target but this didn't seem the best time to tell her that.

She let out an unconvinced laugh. "I'm not moving one inch until you tell me what you want."

"Fine!" he exclaimed in exasperation. "Fine then! I wanted you to come over here so I could kiss you!"

He hadn't meant for it to sound as bad as it did, but there was nothing he could do to take it back now. Angelina's dark eyes widened as she stared at him.

"You're…you're kidding, right?"

He walked over to her and gestured behind him to the ceiling. "Well I saw mistletoe hanging there and thought perhaps I ought to do it properly with it being the holidays and all but I can see I was wrong."

She still looked unconvinced and even slightly nervous as he stepped up to her. "You- you're lying. You have something else up your sleeve. That wasn't what you wanted me to-"

But she faltered as the she realized the space between them was very small now and George smiled as he put an arm around her waist.

"Dear Angelina, what will it take for me to convince you that it was just a kiss I had in mind?"

She stared at him with slightly narrowed eyes and George's smile grew more broad before he leaned forward and kissed her.

When they finally broke apart, he saw her eyes were twinkling. "So no mistletoe?" she asked breathlessly.

"Oh, now you want mistletoe?" he asked happily. He pulled his wand out of his back pocket and Angelina took a step back in horror. "Perhaps lots and lots of mistletoe to follow my fair lady around for the holiday season? That could easily be arranged-"

"Don't you dare!" she screamed but she was laughing.

"You asked for mistletoe dear Angelina and mistletoe is what you will get." He said with a wave of his wand. But Angelina had pulled her wand out too and quickly blocked the spell. Before he could send another spell back, she strode forward and to his surprise threw her arms around him and started kissing him.

George managed to keep balance as their lips parted and the kiss deepened.

Forget bloody mistletoe, I love holiday snogging.