OMG! I have been waiting anxiously to write this chapter for so long and now I am doing this thanks to you guys. You are AMAZING! So here is the moment where George finds something worth fighting for.

Scarlett was in The Great Hall during a break between classes. She was helping George out with a Potions essay that he was writing since he didn't like potions at all. It was mail day once again so Scarlett was expecting Harry to receive a letter from Sirius. Scarlett never really wrote to him but that didn't mean she didn't care about him. She just didn't know what to say and besides he needed this paternal figure than she did. She took the time for a break from the tutoring to find Ron holding an old brown coat out of a box. It had a faded orange looking lace on it. She couldn't help but smirk and snort at the sight of it.

"Mum sent me a dress." Ron said unbelievably

"Well it does match your eyes, is there a bonnet? Ah ha!" Harry grabbed a under shirt that had more lace on it.

"Nose down Harry," Ron said he turned to his younger sister, "Ginny, these must be for you."

"I'm not wearing that, it's ghastly!" Ginny cried. Ron turned to find Hermione laughing heartily.

"What are you on about?" asked Ron

"They're not for Ginny. There for you." The hall erupted into laughter to the embarrassment of Ron, "they're dress robes."

"Dress robes? For what?" asked Ron.

"Hell if I know, Ron." Scarlett told him.

"All Gryffindor students are needed to meet with Professor McGonagall, in The Great Hall, all other students need to leave." Said a voice in the hall. All of the Gryffindors moved out of the way as the tables stacked themselves against the wall. McGonagall entered the room and separated the boys from the girls. Scarlett reluctantly left George as he gave a small wink to make her feel better.

"The Yule Ball, has been the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament since its inception. On Christmas Eve night, we and our guests gather in The Great Hall for a night of well-mannered frivolity. As representatives of the host school I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward. And I mean this literally, because the Yule Ball is, first and foremost a dance." The girls in the room gushed other than Scarlett who gave a puzzled/disgusted look. George gave a suave smile and wiggled his eyebrows at Scarlett, and she rolled her eyes at the joke he was playing. The boys, for the most part, groaned in hatred.

"Silence! The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you, in the course of a single evening, besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling bumbling band of baboons." Scarlett looked over at the twins who were repeating the sentence 'five times fast'. She tried hard to hold in her laughter that was threatening to camoe out of her.

"Now to dance, is to let the body breathe. Inside every girl, a secret swan slumbers longing to burst forth and take flight. Inside every boy, a lordly lion prepared to prance. Mr. Weasley." McGonagall walked over in front of Ron who was very confused.

"Yes?" he replied

"Will you join me please?" McGonagall placed her hand in front of Ron and he got up in a slump.

"Now place your right hand on my waist." Ron stared at her wide eyed as if he didn't know where that was.

"Where?"

"My waist." McGonagall said. Ron placed his hand on her waist when Fred let out a wolf whistle, which caused Scarlett to giggle. Ron was about to fight him when McGonagall focused him on the dancing again. The twins had smiles on their faces again and Scarlett was struggling to control the laughter.

"Mr. Filch if you please." McGonagall said. The music turned on as Fred and George mocked Ron by humming the music off tune and dancing.

"Everybody come together. Boys on your feet!" McGonagall yelled. Neville was the first boy and then George and Fred. Fred tapped Angelina's shoulder and bowed gracefully with a wink. She took his hand and danced with him. Scarlett refused to get up from her seat rather than the other girls. George smirked at her.

"Now why is a little pretty thing like you sitting all by herself."

"Maybe because I want to."

"Well tough luck for her because she's mine." George pulled Scarlett out of her seat and danced with her. Scarlett laughed at him "You're impossible, you know that." He raised her eyebrows and spun her around and lifted her off the ground and into his arms.

"You're surprising too, you can dance?" Scarlett asked.

"Yeah, mum taught us when we were young, it's embarrassing really."

"Not really more like a turn on unless you dance ballet than that's an immediate turn off, for me."

George laughed out loud and was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. It was McGonagall.

"Excuse me Mr. Weasley, Miss Potter needs to go see Professor Snape by his request." George let Scarlett go and she left to go to the Dungeons.

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Scarlett knocked on the Potions Master's door in which he replied with a monotone "enter". She walked in with a smile and him with a nod.

"Sit down, Miss Scarlett." Snape pointed down at the seat in front of the

"You asked for me, sir."

"I did. I have received word that a ball will be taken place here. Now I know you are a young woman now-"

"Oh Merlin! We're not having the talk are we?"

"Indeed, I'm as uncomfortable as you are. Now I want no boy going up your skirt and flaunting you-"

"Oh MERLIN!"

"Or sticking his tongue down your esophagus, now I will be monitoring the grounds with sex crazed adolescents trying to get somewhere with their partner-"

"UGH!" Scarlett squirmed

"Stop with the dramatic expressions, Scarlett! I am being very serious!"

"That's the POINT!"

Snape ignored her and continued. "If you go with someone that person must get permission from both Professor McGonagall and me."

"WHAT!"

"You heard me, young lady, and your dress must be long and have straps or sleeves."

Scarlett's face went agape but it seemed Snape was serious.

"I am not making any humor with you." Snape replied to the facial expression.

"I know, you never do, but really? Seriously?"

"As a heart attack." He replied flatly.

"Okay but if boys start running away from me like I have the plague, it's your entire fault." Scarlett said smartly.

"Good I don't want any boys going after you!" Snape yelled at her as she left. He shook his head with a smirk, what am I going to do with her, he thought

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George and Scarlett were sitting in The Great Hall for a study session that was being overlooked by Professor Snape. George had overheard that a Ravenclaw boy tried to ask her to the ball but when she said that he would have to ask permission from her 'father' he flipped out and refused to go with her. It didn't hurt her at all, she wasn't even attracted to him. George was nervous to ask her but he already did during the summer in July, so why should this be hard? Well he wanted to make it special unlike Fred who wanted quick and stress free. Another was Snape. Even the name made his skin crawl, if he ever wanted to date her he would have to win the approval of him and McGonagall. McGonagall easy, Snape hard, very very hard. Good thing Harry and Ron didn't have dates yet or else George would be subjected to mockery.

"This is mad. At this rate we'll be the only ones in our year without dates." Ron said. Snape pushed his face to Ron's work in which Scarlett snorted and of course Snape allowed.

"Well us and Neville." Ron whispered

"Yeah, but, then again he can take himself." Harry replied smartly.

"It might interest you to know that Neville's already got someone." Hermione told the boys

"Ugh, now I'm really depressed." Ron said glumly. Fred wrote down on a piece of parchment and threw it at Ron, Ron read it and threw it back at Fred.

"Who are you going with then?" whispered Ron. Fred rolled the parchment into a ball and threw it Angelina.

"Oi Angelina." Fred whispered

"What?" Angelina replied with an annoyed whisper.

"Do you wanna go to the ball," Fred then used his hands to fake dance with, "with me?"

"To the ball? Yeah alright." She said happily as her friend next to her giggled. Fred winked at both Ron and George which caused George to blush quite violently. Ron turned to Hermione "Oi Hermione. You're a girl."

"Very well spotted." She replied with sarcasm

"Come with one of us?" he said while making that dance Fred did earlier. Snape hit him and Harry in the head with a book he was holding.

"Come on it's one thing for a bloke for a bloke to show up alone, but for a girl it's just sad." Scarlett coughed to warn Ron not to say that but he didn't listen.

"I won't be going alone because believe it or not someone's ask me!" Hermione replied angrily. She got up from her seat and turned in her work.

"And I said yes!" she said harshly. With that she left The Great Hall.

"Bloody hell. She's lying right?" Ron asked Harry

"If you say so." Harry replied. Ron threw a piece of parchment at Scarlett. She turned to him with a half ass smile.

"Hey Scarlett, do you-"

"No."

Ron was taken aback. "But you didn't-"

"No, I will not go to the ball with you."

"Why not?"

"Because you're a git."

"And George isn't."

Scarlett looked angrily at Ron, "at least he apologizes for being one."

"Hey!" George butted in. Scarlett shushed him and pointed to Snape. He got the message and went back to work.

Ron turned to Harry obviously defeated by Scarlett, "Look we've just gotta grit our teeth and do it. Tonight when we get back to the common room, we'll both have partners. Agreed?"

"Agreed." Harry said, Snape shoved both of the boys' heads down and left them to work. Scarlett got her work finished and got up to turn in her notes. Snape took them as Scarlett smiled and he nodded. Scarlett decided to go outside in the snow with her grey wool peacoat and her Gryffindor scarf. The snow fell softly into her red velvet hair as she watched the snow sparkle in the sunlight. Even though it was cold she felt warm looking at the wintery scenery around her. She heard the crackle of snow being stepped on and turned around to see George's smiling face.

"Ah my winter beauty sitting alone on this lovely stone."

"You flatter me too much, George." Scarlett said modestly

"But it is true, love, you are very lovely."

They sat in silence as they stared into each other's eyes. Scarlett loved those puppy dog brown eyes that George had as George loved the green emeralds that shined in Scarlett's eyes. George searched for his wand in his jacket pocket and used a spell to form a flower. A lily.

"I remember when I first met you, Scarlett, you were sitting in that field over there. You had that cute ponytail in your hair and I knew you were special."

"Just because I had a ponytail."

"Shh blossom, I'm trying to make this sappy and romantic. Now when we met I gave you a flower, a lily. So here I am with another lily asking you to go to the ball with me. So will you?" He placed the flower in her red hair and she blushed as red as her hair.

"Yeah I will." George laughed and picked Scarlett up. He spun her around cheerfully when Scarlett forgot one minor detail.

"Wait! George I'm not the only one you have to get approval."

George's eyes went wide, "Snape and McGonagall too, huh?"

"Yep, I'm sure you'll have no problem with McGonagall but Snape…"

"It's worth it even if I should steal you away from him." Scarlett smiled and hugged him tight. She was so happy that he was her 'husband'.

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George nervously entered Snape's classroom walking very slowly towards him. He hadn't noticed George come in yet so he was in the all clear. So far he had got Scarlett and now McGonagall's consent. Snape was the last one and the one George feared the most. He wasn't sure what he was going to do: hit him, scream at him, use the cruciatus curse, or even cut George's…manhood. He shuddered at that thought but now he had to get this over with.

"Ahem…professor?" he squeaked. The professor looked up and sighed and motioned George to sit in front of him.

"I'm pretty sure why you're here Mr. Weasley and let me tell you something. That is the last and only daughter of Lily Evans, one of a kind. I am supposed to protect her from anyone and if that means to protect her from a boy who wants to get in her pants then yes I will protect her from that too. If I see you flaunting her, kissing her for more than three minutes, or putting your hand underneath your skirt you will never see her again because you will be dead."

George gulped and nodded quickly.

"Now I would have never consider you to ever go near Miss Scarlett but due to a certain event where you had protected her from serious injury I suppose I should allow it. But do remember the rules I have given you or you will never forget the torture you will receive." Snape placed the wand into George's cheek. "Do you understand?"

"Y-y-y-yes s-s-s-sir." He quivered. Snape lowered his wand.

"You may go." Snape said returning to the homework on his desk to grade. George left the classroom with a grin. He finally tamed the snake.

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