Sunlight shone through the bedroom window the next morning. Cassie opened her eyes and suddenly remembered what had happened. She didn't know whether she should be horrified or pleased. She turned over in her bed. Ginny was sat up across the room, reading yet another magazine.
'Good night, Cas?' She asked her casually.
'It was okay.'
'Sounded more than okay from across the hall.' Ginny grinned at her. Cassie blushed and put her head back on her pillow.
'Bet that was weird to listen to.' Cassie laughed. Ginny nodded.
'Yeah, it was kinda,' She smiled. 'however, it's not the first time I've heard one of my brothers getting it on with someone,' She shuddered. 'Charlie brought at least one girl home per holidays in his last year at school. Geez, I was glad when he moved out.'
Cassie giggled and smiled back at Ginny.
'Although,' Ginny continued. 'personally, I didn't think George had it in him,' She glanced at Cassie. 'but of course, you'd prove me wrong.' She grinned.
'You're enjoying this, aren't you?' Cassie laughed.
'Immensely.' Ginny beamed back at her.
As the girls went downstairs, there seemed to be a congregation of aurors in the kitchen. They glanced at each other in confusion. George left the kitchen just as they were coming down the stairs. He smiled at Cassie, who blushed slightly, and smiled back.
'I'm gonna go… not be here.' Ginny smirked, slipping past her brother and into the living room.
'Hey,' George said kind of awkwardly.
'Hi,' Cassie replied. 'what's going on in there?' she asked, making conversation.
'Oh, we're going to Harry to pick him up for Bill and Fleur's wedding. Mad-eye's got a really wicked plan to get him here.' George beamed at her.
'Why? What's he got in mind?'
'We're all gonna take polyjuice potion and become Harry. So, if we are caught by Death Eaters, they won't know which is the real Harry!' George seemed quite excited about this. Cassie thought it sounded remarkably dangerous, and not in any way a good idea. But then again, Harry was the most important thing at the moment.
'Oh…' She muttered, as more muffled voices began talking in the kitchen. 'so you're gonna be Harry?' She smirked. He laughed.
'Yep,' he smiled. 'but I'll live, it'll wear off. Wouldn't wanna be stuck as him forever.' George grinned.
'Isn't that a bit dangerous? I mean, the Death Eaters want to kill Harry…'
George shook his head. 'Nah. They want to capture Harry, not kill him. It's really the protectors who are in danger, they'd just kill them straight off,' Cassie's eyes widened at how lightly he was taking all this. 'I'm going to be a Harry, by the way.' He added.
'Oh, that's okay then. You might only get taken back and killed by You-Know-Who.'
'Exactly,' George beamed at her. 'Aw, come on, don't worry. I'm not thick you know, I can take care of myself.'
Cassie didn't reply, simply smiled and nodded back at him, she wasn't convinced, but she didn't have to be.
'Hey, look,' George said suddenly. 'I wanted to talk to you, actually.'
She stared back, expecting him to continue speaking. 'Yeah?'
'Erm, well,' He stammered, not really knowing the right words to say. He'd spent ages trying to think of how he was going to say this, but all his planning had flown out of his head. 'about last night, and everything… I was just wondering… maybe, are we like…' He shook his head and convinced himself to man-up and go for it. 'will you be my girlfriend?'
Cassie smiled caringly at him. She found it so sweet how he was nervous about talking to her.
'Yeah, that'd be really nice.' She answered. George smiled, relieved to finally have that over with.
'Cool,' He grinned.
The door opened to the kitchen and Mad-eye Moody hobbled out of it and into the hallway. He took one glance at Cassie and George, smirked to himself and then tutted at the two of them.
'At your age? You ought to be ashamed,' He told them, looking serious, he then smiled (it was more of a grimace) and left the house. Tonks and Remus left next. She didn't miss a trick, and smiled at the both of them.
'Cute,' She muttered, making a face at them as if they were small, white kittens. 'Night, Cassie.' She smiled.
'Are you coming now, George?' Remus asked him. George nodded stiffly.
'Gotta go, Cas,' He turned to her. 'I'll see you later,' it was an awkward moment after that, not really knowing how to say goodbye to her. He quickly kissed her cheek and dashed from the house. Cassie smiled to herself.
Ron came out of the kitchen, evidently one of the last to leave. Hermione was at his arm, laughing about something. He glanced at Cassie and raised a smile.
'Alright, Cas?'
She nodded.
'How's George?' Ron grinned. Cassie didn't reply, just gave him a look. Hermione looked at her if she was a slag now, clearly this had been the talk of the house, she just really hoped that it hadn't spread to their parents.
'Don't worry,' Ron said. 'mum and dad don't know. Ginny told me,' he paused to laugh. 'Ha, it's funny to think really, I mean before when me and you – ' he stopped talking mid-sentence as Hermione suddenly became very interested. ' – were friends. Especially after we… weren't friends before.' He said uneasily, and extremely fakely.
'What a charming story, Ron.' Hermione mused, then quickly led him out of the house. Cassie sighed. It looked like it was just going to be another night in talking to Ginny. Oh well… she still hadn't talked to Ginny about one certain topic.
'No… of course I don't fancy Harry.' Ginny said quickly.
'Yeah, whatever,' Cassie laughed. Ginny turned a shade of pink and looked away.
Ginny sighed. 'Yeah, well maybe we're quite close… and maybe I did like him, but… he's too busy and everything, he doesn't have time for a girlfriend.'
'But you do like him.'
Ginny gave Cassie a look, and smiled back at her, slightly embarrassed. 'Yeah.'
Before either of them had a chance to say anything else, there was a series of loud noises from outside. They stared at each other. People must be back, it was around the right time, even bordering on being late. This sounded remarkably like a motor bike – Hagrid, and the real Harry.