Chapter 20 – Confessions – Laura's POV
Did that just happen or was I having another one of my amazing dreams? No I definitely wasn't dreaming this time, it was real. George Weasley had kissed me and it was amazing. However we were rudely interrupted by his twin Fred and Angelina. As we walked back to the burrow, I stayed silent, too shocked to find the words to speak but in a good way. Rather than go straight back to the party we went inside the burrow and up the narrow wooden staircase.

The burrow was such a cute, oddly shaped little house with so much character. I didn't ask any questions as I followed George. We soon stopped outside the twin's bedroom door which had a Gryffindor poster on it.

"I thought we could come up here to talk in peace." George said as he opened the door.

The room was quite small with two single beds both of which had deep red quilts on them. Various moving pictures covered the oddly shaped walls. Some were with each other throughout their childhood, others with their family and some with their friends during their time at Hogwarts. For a few moments I stood just looking around at all the pictures which stood waving and smiling at me.

"It's not really much." George commented.

"Its home though and it's lovely." I said back.

"It is indeed." George answered sitting down on his bed and ushering for me to join him.

I felt nervous but I was willing to tell George the truth about I felt about him. I sat down and looked at George who was grinning away like a Cheshire cat.

"Did you really wish that I'd kiss you?" he asked me.

I dropped my head. This could go horribly wrong. I was about to make a complete and utter fool of myself. Who was I kidding that George Weasley, the charmer would like someone like me? My stomach tied it's self in knots.

"Yes...I...did." I stammered not daring to look up.

George lifted my head up so I was level with him then took my shaking hands in his.

"I really like you Laura. I was going to wait until I got to know you better but after everything that has happened it made me realise even more so that life's too short to wait around." George stated looking me in the eye.

My heart fluttered nervously. I went to speak but I just opened my mouth like a goldfish and shut it again.

"Look I know most people think I've got this reputation as a lady's man but I've grown up a lot. Heck I like to have fun just as much as the next person..." George trailed off before I stopped him by kissing him.

I don't know where I plucked up the courage from but I think I did it just to shut him up from talking rubbish. I pulled away.

"George Weasley I do not think you've got a bad reputation, I happen to think you are one of the nicest guys I have ever met." I admitted finally having the confidence to do so.

Maybe there was a bit of Gryffindor courage in me. George's eyes lit up and seemed to sparkle in the moonlight which was beaming in through the bedroom window.

"So would you like to go out with me then?" George asked me.

"I'd love too." I replied happily.

"How about I take you out on a date tomorrow night? Somewhere in muggle London?" George asked.

"I'd really, really like that." I answered grinning happily.

George leaned in closer to me and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear then kissed me setting off thousands of fireworks in my stomach. George Weasley had asked me out. I couldn't believe it. Maybe I'd wake up lying in the uncomfortable bed in St Mongo's but luckily this was no dream. I did actually wonder if George had slipped one of his love potions into my drink or something but I don't think he did. This was real alright.