So here's chapter 12! I hope you all enjoyed chapter 11! I know my friend, LostGirl42311 wasn't happy that I left it as a cliffhanger x3 Anyways, I hope that you enjoy this one as well. It's took me a little longer then I thought, wasn't anticipating the horrible headache, but it's since faded enough for me to write well enough for me to be satisfied. To everyone who've taken the time to send me reviews, I wish that I could "like" them like you would on Facebook, because I do love them all and I really appreciate them soooo much. Please keep them coming, they motivate me to continue writing this for it. If you have any ideas you'd like to pitch to me, feel free to do so, I'm always happy to hear from fellow writers. I've also posted a poll, so if you all could take a moment and place your vote, I would love to hear what you think!

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As always, I do not own any Harry Potter character, except those I've created. In this chapter, that is Rea, Amber and David.


(George's POV)

I didn't know what I was thinking, when I kissed her. I wasn't thinking and it just happened. When I saw her coming towards us, smiling and happy, looking incredibly beautiful in the morning light, I just couldn't help myself. Taking a step ahead of my brother, I took a hold of Realyn's face and pressed my lips against hers.

I knew she was in shock, I could tell by the way that she stiffened and even though I had my eyes closed, I just knew hers were wide. She wasn't the only one in shock, I could feel the eyes of every single person in the Great Hall on us. It wasn't unusual to have eyes on me, but that was in a different situation and normally it wasn't just me they were looking at.

Seconds pass before I finally pull back. I was more surprised that she didn't instantly pull away from me and instead just stood very, very still. When I pulled away, and let my hands fall from her face, I looked down at her. As I thought, her green eyes were wide and staring up at me. I felt the blush on my cheeks and took a step back, lifting a hand and rubbing embarrassingly at the back of my neck.

Beside me, I caught the smirk on Fred's face and knew he wanted to say something and before he could, I cut him a look that told him to keep his mouth shut. Of course, being Fred, he couldn't keep it to himself.

He lifted his hand and clapped me on the back. "Good going, mate! I know you've been dying to do that for a while." He laughed and started to walk into the Great Hall, and as he did, he gave Rea a little nudge of his elbow. It was really more like a shove and I had to catch her to make sure she didn't fall. He then addressed the rest of the school, watching us. "Go on, you lot, back to your breakfast."

After Fred disappeared, I looked back down at Rea, who I still held in my arms. It was like neither one of us realized this and when we did, she quickly got back on her own feet and smoothed down her coat, even though it didn't need it. "Uh…Do you want to go somewhere a little more private and talk?"

She didn't say a word, only gave a little nod and it made me a little worried. Maybe I got it wrong again and she didn't feel that way towards me. Did I just make a complete fool of myself by kissing her in front of nearly the whole school? I mentally kicked myself again, for what felt like the millionth time since school began this year. I wasn't usually this unsure. Shaking the feeling off though, I went back to the matter before me. Taking her hand, I lead her out of the main part of the castle and up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower. The entire way up, she didn't say a single word. I wished now, that I could read her thoughts.

When we were at the top of the tower, I let her hand go and moved to the railing that overlooked the grounds of Hogwarts. The newly fallen snow made this place look even more magnificent then it already was. I continued to look outward, not quite ready to turn around and face her just yet. I was still too worried about what she was thinking and the fact that probably just ruined everything about our friendship.

It wasn't until I left her hand on my shoulder that I decided to stop being such a coward and face her. When I did, I noticed that she didn't appear as out of it as she had been in the Great Hall and on the way up here, and in fact there was a smile on her face. "What, just happened?" She asked me.

I breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't go off on me. This was a good sign, in my opinion. "Well, I guess it's been building up for a while now and it just sort of happened." Chuckling, I turned around and leaned back against the railing, my hands in my pockets.

"I'm guessing that you figured it out then?" She said, pulling the beanie off her head. Her blonde hair was sticking up all over the place and it was a cute look on her.

Shrugging, I answered, "It was pretty obvious."

Laughing, she tossed the cap at me, I had to move quickly in order to catch it and not lose it over the edge. "It only took you a month!" Her laughter faded into a smile as she shook her head. "So, what happens now?"

"Well," I pushed away from the rail and pulled her beanie over my own head, though it was much smaller on me then it was on her. "First, I was thinking that maybe we could do it again." Smirking over at her, I sent her a wink that made her blush.

Shaking her head, she crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "And second"

Walking back over to her, I stood in front of her, looking down into her beautiful green eyes. "Then," I moved my arms out and wrapped them around her smaller frame, pulling her closer. "We could discuss becoming boyfriend and girlfriend, as well as going to the Yule Ball together."

She still had her arms crossed and it kept her from being against my chest, but she looked back up at me. A smirk formed on her lips, still a bit red from my earlier kiss. "And what if I already have a date to the Yule Ball? What then, Weasley?"

"Hmm…" I knew she didn't have a date yet, but didn't let on. "Then I would have to persuade him to take someone else." Giving her a mischievous smirk I went on to say, "You know how Fred and I can be very persuasive."

"You mean you'll slip him one of your products that would do some hideous to him and force him not to go?"

I gave her a wounded look. "We wouldn't do such a thing!" Though I couldn't hide the smile.

"Like you didn't slip Harry's cousin that Ton-Tongued Toffee, before the summer?" She had an accusing look in her eyes as she stared up at me.

"I didn't give it to him!" I started laughing as I remembered when Ron, Fred and I went with Dad to get Harry from his Aunt's and Uncle's house before the Quidditch World Cup. "Fred's the one who dropped it, we can't help that the oversized git couldn't control himself."

She started laughing with me, at the same time shaking her head. "I don't know what I'm going to do with you two."

"Help us in our quest to bring laughter to the world."

"Maybe." She stopped laughing and started to nod. "Alright, I'll go with you to the Ball, George."

It was my turn to shake my head. "That's not how the order is supposed to go, Rea. First, we kiss again."

(Rea's POV)

"That's not how the order is supposed to go, Rea. First, we kiss again." George said, looking so sure of himself. It was a completely different look then the shy, embarrassed look he had on his face earlier. I was so shocked when he kissed me, that I didn't really have time to process what had just happened, much less react and I felt so badly that I froze like I did.

Coming back to the present moment, I raised an eyebrow at him. "Is that right? Maybe I want to do things differently."

He shakes his head. "Not this time."

For the second time that day, George Weasley took a hold of my face and this time I knew what would be coming next, though this time, I was ready for it. His hands on my face were gentle as he tilted my head up towards his and when his lips touched mine, it was like electricity went through me. Every part of me lite up like a Christmas tree.

I was no stranger to kisses. Like I said before, David, Amber's older brother, and I had dated for a day. We knew after a couple hours that it wasn't something either one of us wanted, but we decided to give it a go. When he and I kissed that one time, it had felt wrong, like I was kissing someone of my own family. It had lasted only seconds before we both pulled away. After that kiss, we decided that we'd only hurt each other, as well as our friendship, by trying when we both knew it wouldn't work out. Our friendship meant more to us than being together as a couple did.

Now though, as George kissed me, I knew this was right.

With the shock having worn off with that first kiss, I was more aware and more willing to participate. Unfolding my arms, I placed my hands upon his chest. This was the first time that I had touched him in a way that wasn't in the manner of friends. It was different, but it was a good different. Beneath my hands, I could tell that, even though he was skinny, he was muscular. All these years of playing as a beater for Gryffindor kept him in a very good shape and his chest was proof of the work out he'd been through.

I moved my hands up from his chest so that I could wrap my around his neck and as I did that, I felt his hands move from holding my face, down my sides and to my hips. While I was pulling myself closer to him, he was holding me there. Our lips were pressed tight against each other. Even though he'd kissed me once already, I would count this as our very first kiss.

I didn't know how much time had passed exactly and I really didn't care. When we pulled away though, I saw that his lips were a swollen and red and knew that mine were the same. It made me smile in happiness and I couldn't remember a time when I was this happy. I wanted this for so long and now it was finally happening.

Nothing could get to me. Not after this.

How very wrong I was.

Seconds after George and I pulled back from our kiss, Fred came racing up the stairs. He must've run the entire way up, because he was out of breath by the time he made it to the top and us. When we noticed him, he was just catching his breath enough to speak clearly.

"Amber…i-is…in…t-trouble."

He didn't have to say anything else. Immediately, I felt my heart drop. I was out of the tower and running down the stairs before he could continue. My best friend was in trouble and I wasn't going to waste another minute here when she needed me.