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Chapter 25

George and I stood there on the dance floor only a minute longer before someone else decided to show up for the first time in a while. It was Vector and something seemed a bit off with him as he began to practically stomp over in our direction.

"Oh, there you are Vector," I said awkwardly as he approached.

Suddenly, without even a moments hesitation, Vector pushed George backwards. I was so stunned by this random act of violence that I sort of just stood there while Vector began to yell at him.

"What do you think you're doing?" Vector yelled.

"What are you talking about?" George asked angrily.

"I don't know if you've noticed or not, but Emily is my date," Vector growled.

"And your point is?"

"My point is that you need to get your hands off of my date," Vector yelled.

It was then that I noticed that this scene was getting the attention of a lot of people that were standing around. However, the teachers didn't appear to notice. Yet.

"Last time I checked, Emily isn't your property," George snarled. "And she wasn't exactly objecting to what I was doing, so how about you back off."

Suddenly, Vector jumped forward again and pushed George backwards. Vector went to hit him again when George threw up his arms to stop him. He shoved Vector backwards and just as Vector went to hit him again, he arm was stopped by someone else that decided to join in and step in between them both.

"What is going on here?" Snape growled.

"Nothing at all Professor," George said as he glared at Vector.

Snape raised an eyebrow and looked at each of the boys and then at me. He rolled his eyes and shoved them both away from each other.

"That's what I thought," Snape said as he proceeded to walk away.

Both of them were throwing looks at one another still, but neither of them dared to throw another punch because they knew that all eyes were on them now. I looked around and noticed that the majority of the people that were looking over at them a minute ago had now gone back to what they had been doing. I guess that they weren't entertained anymore…

"So…" I said awkwardly. "I think I'm going to go get some punch…"

They both raised an eyebrow as I quickly spun around and all but ran towards the beverage counter. I'd rather not stand around them as they glare at each other though, it was really awkward.

Just as I picked up a cup, I looked over and spotted Neville for the first time since he practically played match maker. I narrowed my eyes and set down the cup and walked over to where he was standing and talking to Seamus about something. When I made it over to him, I prodded his shoulder and he turned around and practically cowered away from me.

"We need to talk," I said and dragged him away from his friends.

"About what?" Neville asked nervously.

"You know that you nearly had Vector and George fighting," I said.

"It's going to happen sooner or later anyway," he shrugged.

I threw him a look and he stepped back as though he was about to get hit upside the head. Now that I thought about it, hitting him wouldn't be such a bad idea…

"Even so, they can't be fighting here…" I said. "There are entirely too many people and…they shouldn't be fighting in the first place."

"Hey, you should be thanking me," Neville said. "I just hooked you up with lover boy."

He threw me a huge smile and nodded as if he was admiring a piece of art that he had just created. I rolled my eyes.

"You're an idiot," I laughed. "But thank you."

I brought him forward in a hug. Seriously, I really should be thanking him. He was the one that threw us together, but it probably could have been done differently. Then again, if it had been my way, George probably would have never made a move in the first place.

"Be careful now," Neville laughed and backed out of the hug. "I don't need to be brought in this love triangle too."

"You're hilarious," I laughed and nudged him in the arm.

"So Vector was really that angry, was he?" Neville asked as he looked around at Vector who was now sitting on a bench looking angrier than ever.

"Yeah, he nearly punched George…" I muttered. "Snape had to come over and stop them."

"I saw that," Neville said. "It's funny how neither one of them even tried to use magic on each other. Must have forgotten it…"

I looked back over at Vector sympathetically. I didn't mean for him to get hurt, but he must have known that something like this could have happened. Did he really not notice that George was always around? Everyone else acted as though George was making it very obvious that he loved me.

"Maybe you should go talk to him," Neville said following my eyes. "You probably owe him that much."

"I guess so…" I said. "What could I tell him though? Sorry that you ran into me snogging some other guy while we were on a date? Something tells me that he wouldn't appreciate that."

"I don't know…" Neville said. "Tell him that you're sorry that it didn't work out, I guess. It's worth a shot anyway."

"Fine," I muttered.

"Good luck!" he called as I walked over to Vector.

I looked around the crowd and found George talking animatedly to Fred. When Fred caught my eye, he winked and gave me a thumbs up. I guess that he had seen us too. When Vector saw me, he refused to look me in the eye as I sat down next to him on the bench.

"I'm really sorry Vector," I started.

"You're sorry that you kissed him?" Vector scoffed. "That's a laugh."

"No, I'm not sorry about that," I said bluntly. "I'm just sorry that I hurt you, I didn't want that."

"If you liked him so much then why did you even bother with me?" he asked. "Or were you just using me to get him jealous?"

"No, you're a good guy," I said. "But…maybe you just aren't the guy for me."

When he looked down at the ground again, I really realized that I felt pity for Vector Krum. Did he really like me that much? I thought that it was just some stupid crush that he had on me…

"I really am sorry though," I sighed. "I just don't know what to tell you."

"I guess that it should have been more obvious from the start," Vector said. "He was always around you and I should have guessed it by the way that he treated me…"

"Yeah…" I said awkwardly.

I wasn't lying though, I was sorry for hurting him. I just really didn't know what to say to him. I never really did feel the way that he felt for me, I had always felt that way for George.

"Well, don't let me spoil this for you," Vector sighed. "Go enjoy the rest of the ball with him, I'll be fine."

"Well, I-" I started.

"I'm serious, you don't have to worry about it," Vector said. "I'll find someone else to talk to, go spend your time with Weasley - I mean George."

He was trying to be sincere, but I could still tell that he was a bit upset. He was right though, he could easily find someone else that would be happy to have him - it wouldn't be difficult for him to do because he really did have a good heart.

"Thank you Vector," I smiled.

I stood up and gave him a wave before I walked off in George's direction. I passed by Harry and Ron who both looked as miserable as they had when they first stepped into the Great Hall that evening. Both of them were staring after the girl that they had really wanted to be with. I wouldn't bother them though, they could sulk in silence for now. Finally, I made it over to where Fred and George were standing.

"Hey," I smiled at them.

"How's it going Potter?" Fred smiled. "I heard the brother here finally decided to make a move."

"Shut up," George nudged him.

"Well, it's true, isn't it?" he laughed.

I looked back around and found Vector talking to another girl in the distance, I guess that didn't take very long. Not far behind him, I caught Neville waving over at me. He motioned towards Vector with a questioning look on his face as if asking if everything was sorted out with him. I gave him a thumbs up and he smiled back and walked back into the dancing crowd of people.

"So are you two dating or what?" Fred asked bluntly.

"Um, I don't know," George said going a little pink. "We haven't really talked about it…"

"First Longbottom has to force you two together, now I have to," Fred muttered. "Just ask the girl mate! I'm sick of waiting around for it!"

I let out a little laugh at his bluntness with his brother. Then George turned to me and looked down at his shoes for a second before he spoke up.

"Well, would you like to be my girlfriend?" he asked nervously as his face deepened in color.

"I don't know, I'll have to think about it," I said while glancing sideways at Fred who looked as though he wanted to choke me. "I'm just kidding! Of course I'll be your girlfriend.""Brilliant," George said in relief.

"I could have killed you there for a minute," Fred said to me. "Don't joke around like that."

I rolled my eyes and looked around as I heard a disturbance going on behind me. I was shocked to see that it was Ron yelling at Hermione.

"He's from Durmstrang, Hermione!" Ron shouted. "He's Harry and Emily's competition! You're fraternizing with the enemy!"

"The enemy!" Hermione shouted back. "You're the one that's wanted his autograph!"

"What does that matter!" Ron yelled as he grew red from anger. "He's just using you to get to Harry and Emily!"

"Why would he bother going through me!" Hermione shouted. "If he really wanted to get information, all he had to do was ask his brother - in case you've forgotten, he's going with Emily himself!""That's irrelevant!" Ron yelled.

"You're being ridiculous!" Hermione cried as she ran off in another direction.

Fantastic, now Hermione was upset because Ron was being an idiot. I turned back to Fred and George who both had their eyebrows raised and looked like they were ready to laugh. They found everything funny, didn't they?

"Ah, young love," Fred sighed. "Maybe he'll wake up like Georgy over here."

"It's hard to say," George sighed.

"I'm going to go talk to them," I rolled my eyes.

George almost looked like he was going to follow me, but Fred put a hand up as if to tell him to let me go over there myself. As I walked over there, it finally dawned on me that I was in a relationship with George. He was my boyfriend…wow…

I snapped back to reality and sat down in between Harry and Ron. Harry nodded in greeting, but Ron hardly took any notice as he glared forward in anger.

"So, are you having fun?" Harry nudged me with a put on smile to say that he wasn't having the slightest bit of fun.

"I can't say that tonight hasn't been interesting," I said.

"How's the love triangle coming along?" Harry asked. "Seems a bit of a mess if you ask me."

"Well, I believe that it's all cleared up now," I told him. "George and I are dating now."

"You're what?" Harry laughed. "Did he really ask you?"

"Just a minute ago actually," I said.

"And you didn't ask my permission?" he asked.

I hit him in the arm and he started laughing. I know that he was joking, but I thought back to what I had overheard him telling George the day before. He was protective and I guess I could understand that. If Harry was hurt by any girl, I would be forced to kill her or something - no one messes with my brother.

"Then I overheard a certain someone yelling at Hermione," I said darkly as I turned to Ron.

He threw me a look and I could tell that he was ready to choke me for even mentioning her name to him. It didn't matter though, he deserved to be hit now for the way he was talking to her.

"What is your problem?" I started the lecture. "Why would you talk to her like that? You know as well as I do that Hermione wouldn't sell out either of us to some guy that she just met."

"Actually-" Ron started.

"No, stop talking," I cut him off. "There is no need to take out your anger on Hermione, it isn't her fault that some other guy asked her to the ball before you did."

"Y-you're insane," he said in a sheepish voice. "I didn't want to go with Hermione…"

"Right," I muttered.

By the time the end of the ball came, Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen, so I assumed that they had gone back up to the common room. I had let in a few extra dances with George and then we decided to head on up to the tower because a lot of people were starting to leave and we didn't want to be the last ones there.

"What did you tell Vector anyway," George asked as he took a hold of my hand. "He seemed to be a lot less angry."

"Well, basically I told him that he wasn't the guy for me," I said. "He seemed a bit upset, but I think he'll be okay."

"I'm sure," George said. "It must be upsetting though…"

"What?"

"You know, losing a woman to a much more…manly person," George said as he puffed his chest out.

"Oh, of course," I laughed. "The manliest of men."

"Don't forget it babe," he said with his chest still out.

I rolled my eyes just as we turned the corner to find Cedric talking to Harry in a very low tone. As we approached, Cedric was starting to walk away and when we caught up to him, Harry appeared to be extremely lost about something.

"What was that about?" I asked. "Something about the tournament?"

"I'm not really sure," Harry said in confusion. "He told me to go get a bath in the prefects bathroom."

"That's a bit insulting," George said.

"He told me to take my egg with me though," Harry said. "I don't really understand what he was talking about."

"Maybe because he thinks that it'll be empty and you can listen to the egg better," I suggested.

"That or he just thinks that you smell bad," George shrugged.

We laughed as we started walking towards the common room together. Harry kept glancing at our joined hands and glaring up at George. He is so weird, I swear. One moment he wants us to start dating, next thing you know, he's paranoid that George is going to hurt me.

As soon as we walked through the portrait of the Fat Lady, we heard yelling again. It was Hermione and Ron again and this time Hermione appeared to be heavily crying.

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?" Hermione cried.

"What's that?" Ron yelled.

"Next time there's a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!"

Hermione then cried harder as she ran up the stairs and disappeared into the girl's dormitories leaving all of us just standing there in astonishment.

"That just proves it then," Ron said sheepishly. "She completely missed the point!"

"I'm not so sure about that…" I said under my breath so he couldn't hear, but Harry and George could.

They looked at me and I could tell that both of them were in agreement with me. Ron was the one that missed the point - he just didn't understand that he was jealous I guess.

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