Chapter Six:

I decided I was mad at George. Maybe I was being selfish, but I was thinking he was being selfish. Really, every since second year he's had a crush on me and has "accidentally on purpose" messed up any dates I've had. Trust me, I know it was him.

Today he came to offer to help me with homework again. Everyone else had gone off to bed again.

"Hi Katie." He said, sitting down. I didn't say anything. I just kept writing on my paper. He looked over at me.

"Helloooo!" he said slowly, waving his hand in front of my face. "Earth to Katie."

I glared at him, shut my book, and stood up to go to back to my dorms, but he stopped me halfway.

"George! MOVE!" I almost yelled at him, and pushed passed him. I saw him take out his wand and I whirled around and glared at him. "Don't you dare use that on me."

"I wasn't." he said, grinning. I glared at him again, trying to get away again but he blocked my way.

"What's wrong? Why are you so mad?"

"Because of you." I said distastefully, trying to push through his arms.

"What do you mean because of me?" he said, giving me a puzzled look.

"Look, George. I know you like me and all, but I don't. I mean, in the same way you like me." I said quickly when he looked really surprised. "Just stop butting in my life and get over it." I walked passed him and walked up the stairs. I saw him watching me. Almost with a sad look on his face.

"Katie, that's not a nice way to say it-"

I sighed almost angrily. "I'm just really mad right now. I was about to kiss him!" I stamped my foot and looked at him longingly. "Don't you understand? I like him. You can't go through the rest of your life making sure no one else kisses me." I paused. "I'm sorry."

George was silent. At least he did set firecrackers like last time.

After a while I said, "He was trying to talk to me about something important. He said he was trying to be more than a friend to me-" Well, he didn't exactly say that. I could tell he was trying to tell me that. Or maybe it was just my imagination.

"I've never been even a friend to you at all, have I." George said, leaning against the wall. I bit my lip. There was one year when we first joined quidditch that we were friends. But then I got too caught up with Wood. And now it's his last year.

"That's not true." I said with a sigh. "But it's what you are. You're just a friend to me." I turned to leave, then I stopped again. "It's his last year."

Before I left I swear I heard him murmur, "But not mine."

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[Sorry the chapter is so short. I also think the beginning is written too fast and sounds horrible when I read it. But I had to rush when I wrote it so hopefully the next chapter I'll be able to just sit and write without having to rush.. Please review! Thanks]