Author's Note: Yayy! This is the moment we've all been waiting for! Also, I don't know how graphic I'm going to make this story. I'll probably make it heated, but I don't think I'll go full Lemon. Like always, I'm open to suggestions. Love you guys!

Chapter 14: Trapped

Everything was so messed up. What had started out as a great day, had quickly turned into a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. Kaylee had finally told George the truth, but in an awful way. Screaming at him and call him the world's biggest idiot before kissing him against his will was not her first choice when she had thought of ways to tell him.

Kaylee couldn't face him, or anyone really. She had taken to staying in her dormitory whenever possible. When she went to class, she left at the last possible moment and avoided everyone in the corridors, keeping her head down and her eyes averted. Even in the classes she shared with Fred and George, she would sit in the back and refused to make eye contact with either of them. A week went by in this fashion, and soon winter break was upon them.

She decided to remain at Hogwarts, as she had already told her mother she was staying. Her mother was away on Ministry business. Apparently the Ministry had finally decided to send some people to look for some ministry witch that had disappeared during the summer. Kaylee had decided she wasn't going to the ball, instead set upon staying in her dormitory and trying to forget she existed.

Ginny and Hermione sought her out several times, trying to comfort her. She brushed them off, even when they told her George wanted to talk to her about what happened. Kaylee just couldn't face him, not when the memory of what she did was so fresh in her mind.

"You can't avoid him forever," Ginny told her.

"I can certainly try," Kaylee insisted.

"He wants to talk to you. You need to clear the air with George. Things got heated, but he's still your best friend," Hermione said. Still, Kaylee refused to seek him out.

Finally, Fred caught up with her. She had been returning from the library, late one evening when he found her.

"Kaylee," Fred called.

"Hello, Fred," Kaylee said awkwardly.

"You've done a good job avoiding us," he said grumpily.

"Well after my performance, I thought it would be best if I hid in my dormitory and didn't emerge for about another 50 years."

"And I thought Ravenclaws were supposed to be smart," Fred grumbled.

"Does he….does he absolutely hate me now?" Kaylee asked tentatively.

"Of course he doesn't hate you! You'd have to do a lot more than kiss him for him to hate you," Fred chuckled. "I think he enjoyed that part," he added as an afterthought.

"Didn't look like he enjoyed it!" Kaylee exclaimed.

"Listen, if you want to know if he enjoyed it or not you're going to have to talk to him about it," Fred said irritably.

"I know….So what are your thoughts on….everything?" Kaylee asked, wanting to get his opinion.

"You should know I've been expecting you two to announce your wedding for a while now," Fred said chuckling.

"What?!"

"You took him by surprise, but I think once the initial shock wears off, he'll come around," Fred continued quickly.

"Come around?" Kaylee asked.

"I'm not saying anymore until you go and talk to him," Fred persisted.

"You know, you're a real pain in my arse sometimes," she said, but she was smiling.

"Yes, but you love me. Not in the same way you love George, but well close enough," Fred said, dodging Kaylee when she tried to hit him.

The Yule Ball was in 2 days, and Kaylee had yet to confront George. Bravery was not in her genetic code. Everytime she tried to force herself to talk to him, her stomach would cramp up, and she instantly forgot what she had planned to say. Fred had been persistent in his efforts to force her to talk to George.

"Kaylee!" Fred called, catching up to her outside the Great Hall after lunch.

"I know Fred, I'm still working on getting the courage," Kaylee huffed. She had told him this probably 10 times over the past few days.

"No no. I need your help with something," Fred said as they walked down the corridor.

"What is it?"

"Well I was testing out a new prototype for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, and well….things didn't turn out the way I expected," Fred finished.

"What do you mean?" Kaylee asked warily.

"Well…it would be easier to just show you. Follow me," Fred said.

Kaylee followed Fred down a corridor, behind a tapestry, up a staircase, and around another corner before they finally stopped in front of a small wooden door.

"Why did you bring me to a broom closet?" Kaylee asked.

"Just look," Fred said, shrugging.

Warily, Kaylee opened the door. A pair of hands on her back shoved her forward. The door closed shut and she heard the lock click.

"Hey! What the hell!?" Kaylee called through the darkness.

"So he got you too," called a voice through the darkness.

"George?!" Kaylee squeaked. George was in the closet with her.

"Here's the deal. Kaylee, you were taking too long so I decided to take matters into my own hands," Fred called through the thick wooden door. "Now I'm not letting you out of there until you've made up."

"Fredrick Weasley! You open this door now!" Kaylee called angrily, banging on the door.

"Sorry, mate. Can't hear you," Fred called.

"Well this is awkward," George said softly.

"Right. How am I supposed to apologize when I can't even see you," Kaylee said turning towards George's voice. There was a very limited amount of space in the broom closet. Only a few inches separated the two of them.

"Why would you apologize to me? Its me who owes you the apology," George said. "I've been trying to apologize for days now, but you keep avoiding me."

"Well can you blame me? I made a total fool of myself," Kaylee said, glad he couldn't see her face. She had never blushed so much in her life.

"No, listen. You were right. I've been a total idiot," George said, softly. "I shouldn't have yelled at you, or insinuated that you kiss tons of blokes."

"Well no, but I shouldn't have yelled at you or er, kissed you," she said in a small voice.

"Well I really didn't mind that last part," George said, and Kaylee could tell he was smiling.

"Right," Kaylee said, not really believing him.

"No really. I've been meaning to talk to you about this for a while now. I am so sorry for what I've put you through these last few years. Its taken me a while to figure it out, and it's only been these past couple of months I've even started to admit it to myself…." George's voice wavered. "I'm no good at this kind of thing."

"What are you saying George?" Kaylee asked, her heart pounding fast.

"I'm saying that I love you, er, as more than my best friend. I think, no, I know I've always loved you. I've loved you ever since the first day I met you on the school train. It's taken me six years to realize it, but it was always you."

Silence filled the closet, broken only by the sound of Kaylee's frantic heartbeat.

"Kaylee?" George said, his voice low.

"Yea?" Kaylee muttered weakly.

"Can I….Can I kiss you?" George asked. His voice sounded very close to her.

But he didn't wait for a response. Suddenly his lips were upon hers. Unlike when Kaylee had kissed him, he was gentle with her. His warm lips were soft as he pulled her to him in the darkness. One of his hands found its way into her long dark hair, and his other hand found the small of her back. George clung to her as if she were his lifeline, but his lips were gentle as he explored her mouth with his own. Tears began to trickle down Kaylee's face as she gently kissed him back. They were both breathless when George finally pulled away.

"Are you going to cry every time we kiss?" George asked with a soft chuckle, wiping one of her tears away.

Kaylee laughed and hit him gently on the shoulder. "Who says I'll let you kiss me again?" she teased.

"Won't you?" George asked, sounding nervous.

"Only if you're nice to me," she replied.

"Well then I promise to never be a git to you again," he said before pulling her into another kiss. This time, they were interrupted by the closet door opening.

"Woah! Didn't mean to interrupt, but it got quiet in there. Now I know why," Fred said, grinning at the pair of them. Laughing, Kaylee and George clambered out of the broom closet.

"This is for locking me in there," Kaylee said, smacking the back of Fred's head.

"Oy!" Fred cried.

"And so is this," Kaylee continued, and she hugged him.

"Well you needed the push," Fred laughed, hugging her back. "I'll see you back in the common room," he added to George before taking off down the corridor.

"I better get back as well before I get caught out this late," Kaylee said.

"I'll walk you to your common room," George said. They set off together, and George took her hand. Kaylee wondered if her heart would ever get used to the feel of skin on skin contact. It was a wonder she hadn't died of a heart attack yet.

"So….want to go to the Yule Ball?" George asked.

"Oh right. I forgot about the Ball," Kaylee said surprised.

"You're the only girl in the entire school that has," George chuckled.

"You're the only one I want to go with," she smiled at him.

"Good because you're not allowed to go with anyone else," George said playfully. They walked in silence for a few minutes, just reveling in each others company.

"So….," Kaylee began tentatively. They had arrived at Ravenclaw tower.

"So?" George prompted.

"Not to pressure you or anything, but my Ravenclaw is coming out right now. What do we call this?" Kaylee asked nervously, gesturing between the two of them.

"Well I'm fairly new to this, but…" George pulled her close to him. "I think I get to call you my girlfriend now," he said in a low voice, his face inches away from her own.

"So that would make you my boyfriend?" Kaylee asked quietly.

"Now you're catching on," George whispered in assent.

He pushed Kaylee against the wall and started kissing her, this time hungrily. Kaylee let out a small moan and wrapped her arms around his neck. Fire ripped through her entire body as she moved her lips against his. George grabbed Kaylee's waist and held her to him as close as he could. Her mouth opened wider, and he used the opportunity. Kaylee let out another moan of pleasure as she felt George's tongue upon her own. This was how a kiss was supposed to feel. All fire and tongues.

When they finally broke apart they were both panting hard. George had a hungry look in his eyes that made Kaylee weak in the knees. He was so incredibly sexy as he stared down at her from his great height. His entire body seemed to quiver.

"I better go before I lose total control," George breathed, and he took a step back.

"Right. The common room….right," Kaylee muttered distractedly. Her mind felt hazy and she was having a hard time remembering why she was standing in front of the door to Ravenclaw tower.

"I'll see you tomorrow," George said, grinning at her.

"Promise?" Kaylee asked. She didn't know why she felt so needy, she just did not like the idea of being away from George for any length of time.

"Promise," George replied. He kissed her quickly then departed for his own common room.

It took Kaylee several tries to answer the riddle to get into Ravenclaw Tower that night.