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Nobody Else
As it got later, Chloe danced with Remus, Ron, Harry and Fred twice, as well as the girls. She noticed that Rachel spent her time either giving Chloe dirty looks or hanging onto George in a rather desperate fashion.
"Look at her! He doesn't really give a shit about her, does 'e?" Angelina crowed, pointing quite blatantly at Rachel, who retaliated by making an obscene hand gesture in their direction. After dancing for six songs straight Chloe begged to be allowed to sit down, because her feet were killing her. The girls grudgingly agreed, on the grounds that she sat down for one song only, then rejoined them on the dance floor.
"Ah, Chloe," Rachel purred as she collapsed into a seat next to George's, "Here's my chance to prove how sad you really are. George, darling, you didn't really sleep with Chloe at Bill and Fleur's wedding, did you?" she asked, clearly confident he would say no.
"Yeah, I did." Rachel's eyes widened, and she squawked in indignation.
"I cannot believe you never told me!" She shouted. "You lied to me for the whole time!"
"No I never," George said, "I never once said that I hadn't slept with Clo."
"But you told me I was the first one, the only one!"
"No I never," he replied, sounding thoroughly bored, "you just assumed."
"You shouldn't just assume stuff Rach," Chloe added, "you just end up looking stupid!"
"Well, you let me believe it, and that's as good as lying!" Rachel huffed. George rolled his eyes.
"Rachel, shut up and bugger off, eh?" Rachel opened her mouth, closed it, and opened it again.
"Well, you were crap in bed anyway." she sneered, before stalking off.
"Oh, I beg to differ!" Chloe shouted after her. George blushed slightly, and cleared his throat before asking,
"Really?" Chloe smiled shyly, and nodded. Just then, a familiar song started to play.
My love throws me like a rubber ball
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
"Fancy a dance Clo?" he asked, holding out his hand. Chloe wordlessly took his hand, and led him to the dance floor, and he pulled her close to him.
"Y'know, I actually went into muggle London and bought a copy of this song," George murmured into her hair, "played it constantly after you left."
"I haven't listened to it since the wedding," Chloe confessed, instantly sobered by the look in his eyes, "it reminded me too much of you, and then once Mum and Dad died, it got even worse. Dad loved U2." She took a deep breath, before adding, "I'm sorry I never said goodbye George. It would have been way too hard after everything."
She won't catch me or break my fall
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
Baby's got blue skies up ahead
But in this I'm a rain cloud
You know she likes a dry kind of love
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
"S'alright." he said, "I understand. I always thought this song completely summed us up though. Even down to the eyes thing. I wish I'd said something though, before I mean." Chloe looked up at George, her heart racing.
"Is he finally going to say it?" she thought to herself.
"Something like what?" she breathed, terrified that the answer might not be the one she wanted. George took several deep breaths, and Chloe's heart sank.
"Nope, I've missed that boat."
"Like, I'm totally, crazy in love with you, and I always have been Clo. Since I was about twelve. I totally understand that you're not, but I had to…"
"Shut up George. What about Rachel?"
I'm losing you
I'm losing you yeah
Ain't love the sweetest thing
George said nothing, searching for the right thing to say. Now was not the time to mess things up.
"What about her?" he asked cautiously.
"Why didn't you tell her about, well, what happened?"
"Why should I have? You broke my heart when you left Clo. I know how much being an auror means to you, I'm not blaming you," he said, before she could object, "but at the time, when you left, I was, well, I was fucked."
I wanted to run but she made me crawl
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
Eternal fire, she turned me to straw
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
You know I got black eyes
But they burn so brightly for her
This is a blind kind of love
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
"I'm so sorry George, when I came back that weekend, I wanted to tell you, but Rachel was there and I thought that it didn't mean anything to you, that it was just sex."
"Wanted to tell me what?" Chloe stopped dancing, and looked straight at him, the humour evident in her eyes.
"Do I have to say it? You know I'm crap with all that feelings shite." George smiled.
"Yes, you do."
I'm losing you
Oh, oh I'm losing you
Ain't love the sweetest thing
"I love you George. I do. Always have, always will I reckon."
"What about Ben?" he asked, turning the tables.
"He was wicked," Chloe sighed, "but it wasn't anything compared to what I felt, fell, for you. We were both crazy about someone else; I think it was a sort of mutual comfort thing. And a possible screw you to both of you!" she added, smiling. "But with Rachel, I mean, you're not going to turn 'round and decide that you're actually in love with her are you? This isn't just a case of wanting what you can't have?"
Blue eyed boy meets a brown eyed girl
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
You can sew it up but you still see the tear
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
Baby's got blue skies up ahead
But in this I'm a rain cloud
Ours is a stormy kind of love
"Not a chance. I love you Clo, always have."
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
"Just me?"
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
"Just you. Nobody else, I swear."
"Good. Now shut up and kiss me!"
Oh, oh the sweetest thing
Ginny and Harry, Hermione and Ron, were also dancing together, when Ginny noticed George and Chloe kissing. She giggled.
"About bloody time!" Harry looked bemused.
"What Gin?" Then he noticed the pair. "Oh! Yeah, definitely." Ginny tried to catch Hermione's eye to point it out to her, and saw her and Ron locked in a similar embrace. She smiled, tonight certainly was going well. As Harry spun her, she caught Fred and Angelina sat together, his arm slung around her shoulder, smiling at Chloe and George, and looking particularly cosy themselves.
"Well, there's a lot of coupling off tonight ain't there?" Harry laughed.
"Yeah, great, isn't it?" Ginny replied.
"I'll tell you the best bit," Harry said, "take a look at Rachel's face!"
Oh, oh the sweetest thing