Salutations! I've just finished all of my homework and since I have something to do tomorrow I might as well finish this chapter and get it done with. Lately, fan fiction has felt more of a chore than a hobby or something fun. It's kind of like I know I should be writing another chapter but instead I whine to myself and put it off. I should probably relax more.

I'm sure many of you might not be aware of this but the story will end in a couple of chapters. Two or three more chapters but I'm not sure. I also thank some of my reviewers for answering my question. Now I have two more questions:

Science Question: Do you like anime? If yes, which one is your favourite?

Story Question: Should I devote one chapter (probably very short) to describing Alicia's family and childhood?

This author's note is already very long (as always) so I'm not doing shout-outs but thank you to everyone who reviewed! Love ya'll!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything J.K. Rowling has created from her imagination.

Chapter 14- Reject or Accept?

Alicia turned around abruptly. She tried to look in George's eyes to see if it was some kind of practical joke or something but this proved impossible for he was looking directly as his feet. Lately she hadn't put much thought in to what she and George had become. Deep inside she thought they had always been great friends. Thoughts buzzed through her head, 'Do I want to ruin our friendship?', 'Do I like him as more than a friend?', and 'What should I say?' The first and third questions were obvious, they were no and I don't know. The second one was harder though. Sadly, after contemplating for a couple of seconds the answer was again I don't know.

"Are you ever going to answer me or just stand there and avert eye contact?" George asked getting frustrated from all the silence.

"I will eventually," was all she said deciding that she needed a couple more seconds to figure out an answer.

"Which one, look at me or answer me?" George asked to make things clear.

"Both."

"Oh."

What followed was awkward silence. George looked at Alicia trying to figure out what she was thinking. Thoughts not unlike Alicia's filled his head. 'Is she trying to figure our how to say she loves me back?', 'Is she trying to figure out how to reject me?', and 'How will I react if she does?' George looked back at Alicia and saw her biting her nails. 'She hasn't done that since N.E.W.T. time. She looks really cute doing it though…'

"George?" Alicia inquired after realizing George was staring at her with a dazed look on his face.

"Yeah?" That really woke him up. He couldn't even imagine how stupid he looked. He casually used his hand to wipe his mouth but actually trying to see if he had drooled.

"Why were you staring at me like that?"

"Nothing."

"Oh." Alicia quietly wondered why 'oh' always ended the conversation.

George was getting frustrated and impatient. He asked himself if it really took that long to try and figure out how to reject him nicely. He decided to talk first if she was having such a hard time thinking of something to say. "Look Alicia, if you don't like me the same way it's okay. I'll be fine."

"That's the problem George! I don't know if I'll be fine!" Alicia shouted. She had no idea where that came from. All she wanted to do was try and say that she didn't know what to do.

This was progress George thought. What did she mean she didn't know if she would be fine? It could mean she didn't want her heart broken, she would feel uncomfortable if they dated, or she didn't want to ruin their friendship… The list could go on and on. "Alicia, that's a really vague answer…"

"I don't know. I want to say I love you or at least reject you nicely but I don't know if I'd be lying or not. It's complicated."

"Does this mean we're just friends?"

"I don't know."

"Damn it Alicia! Could you just give me an answer that you think will be right? Then if you rejected me we could at least go on being friends without too much complication!"

"That's what I meant by saying I don't know if I'll be fine. Don't you see?"

"Can we please not play anymore guessing games!"

Alicia blew some of her hair away from her face but it just went up and flew back done across her eyes. Roughly she pushed it behind her ear. "What I mean is that I don't know if I'll regret what I say later! If I say I like you but break up with you later I don't want to ruin our friendship! What if I reject you? I could have rejected my true love!"

George understood now. He quickly changed his impatient, angry face to an understanding one. Then he understood completely. Alicia didn't like him. How could you not know if you liked someone? Defeated, he turned around and started to walk in to his room to sleep.

"Where are you going?" Alicia questioned as she looked up and saw George walking in to his bedroom.

"How do you seriously not know if you like someone? Alicia just admit it, the only reason you think you like me is because you don't want to hurt my feelings. Don't put fake thoughts in to your head, Alicia, I'm not worth it." With that he walked in to his room.

Just then Alicia got a drowning feeling in the pit of her stomach. She felt bad. He had gotten the wrong message. "George!" she yelled and ran in to his room. She didn't know what she was doing but she just knew if she didn't she would never forgive herself.

She ran in to his room where George had stopped in the middle after hearing her scream his name. She ran to him and said, "I love you I'm just not in love with-"

Alicia was unable to continue though for George had leaned in and kissed her. He thought this would be reason enough for her to date me! Then his mind came back to focus and realized he couldn't force Alicia to like him. Quickly he pulled away and stared at the floor. "Alicia, I'm sorry."

Alicia looked at him for a second before smiling. "I didn't pull away did I?" She smiled slyly and tilted his head his head up right. Then she leaned in and kissed him again. No one pulled away this time.

POP!

Angelina appeared in Alicia's and George's living room because she left her purse. Picking it up off the couch she looked around but couldn't find them. Only George's room was out of her view but she saw the living room, the kitchen, and Alicia's room were all empty. She wondered what they could be doing in George's room.

Quietly tip toeing across the foyer she peaked into George's room and saw them French kissing. She started giggling but realized she would interrupt the snogging couple. With her hand over her mouth she apparated away.

This time Angelina's POP was heard by George and Alicia they and stopped kissing. "What was that?" Alicia asked wiping the water from her lips.

"I don't know," George said truthfully while walking away from Alicia to peer in to the living room to see if the intruder was still there. "No ones here."

"So…" Alicia said to start a conversation.

"What do you say about that dating thing now?" George said walking back and putting his hands on her shoulders.

Alicia mocked thinking for a second and then smiled at him. "I guess I'll give it a try." Then George leaned in to kiss her but she backed away. "It's not good to kiss too early in a relationship," she said and walked in to her own room.

George sat at the edge of his bed and thought about what Alicia had just said. She said it wasn't good to kiss to early in a relationship. He had a relationship with only one kiss! Well actually one kiss, and about twenty three years worth of friendship.

Alicia walked back in to her room and collapsed on to her bed. So much had happened in one day. First Fred had been cured and now this… This being she was going to have a romantic relationship with George. She had only had one relationship that lasted more than three months and that was with Roger. Hopefully this one will be better she thought.

After brushing her teeth and changing in to her pajamas she laid down in bed and covered herself with a blanket. She closed her eyes and then replayed that moment with George. She smiled again for what seemed the umpteenth time that day.

TAP! TAP! TAP!

Alicia opened her eyes and saw an owl tapping at her window. It was Boss, Angelina's barn owl. She got out of bed and opened the window to let Boss in. Artemis hooted inside her cage since she did not see another owl often. She reached out and untied the letter. Then she shooed out the owl for Angelina's house was not far away.

It read:

Alicia,

You finally did it! You finally snogged George! I was waiting for that to happen. I mean, how obvious can you get? As I write this letter I am laughing. You guys are terribly stupid. You had to wait until both Katie and I were engaged. Don't worry I will only tell Katie and Lee. I'm sure they won't laugh too much.

From,

Angelina

P.S. Meet me tomorrow for lunch. I want to hear every single, little detail. I might be late so meet me at the Quidditch pitch.

Alicia laughed at her friend. She remembered ever since she met Angelina on the train to Hogwarts in her first year she had been bugging her to ask out George. Unfortunately, she never quite had the courage back then. Then she remembered Katie's wedding that seemed like only yesterday. She laughed as she replayed the fight they had.

The next morning Alicia woke up struggling to remember why she was so happy. The she remembered. She got up and sang, "I got a boyfriend! I got a boyfriend! I got a boyfriend and his name is George!" Alicia did that every time she met a new guy.

George was at the table sipping his coffee and reading the paper like any other day when he heard Alicia sing her boyfriend song. Back at Hogwarts when she had done it nearly the whole tower woke up. Once it even scared the guy himself off but he thought she was cute.

"Morning George!" she greeted George cheerfully as she came out of the bathroom.

"Mornin'" he said looking up from the newspaper.

Alicia poured herself a cup of coffee from the pot George had made. "Do you want and egg, George?" she asked looking through the fridge for something to eat.

"Sure," he replied.

Out of the three former Gryffindor Chasers Alicia was probably the worst cook but she could still make pretty decent eggs and toast, with magic that is. "Hey George," she said to get his attention, "I found out who our little intruder was yesterday."

"Who?"

"Angelina, she saw us snogging and she wrote me a letter. Seemed to find the whole thing quite humorous actually, even wrote a letter to Lee and Katie. Can't wait to get their reply," Alicia conversed.

When both she and George had finished their breakfast she cleaned the dishes with a spell and put them away. Looking at her watch she discovered she needed to get to work. "Gotta go to work," she stated and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "See ya tonight."

She was about to apparate when George yelled, "Wait!"

Alicia stopped picturing the hospital and turned to face him. "What is it?"

"I was just asking if you would like to go out together on Friday. You know, on a date…"

"Is that all?" she said impatiently.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"Well of course! If we're going to date we're going to have to actually go on dates, hon."

Alicia once again was going to apparate when George yelled another, "Wait!"

"What is it this time?"

"Just one last kiss please." George then gave his infamous puppy dog face. It always worked on her. Hell, his mother was the only one who could resist it.

Alicia leaned in and was about to give him another peck. Before she could pull away though he deepened the kiss and Alicia put her arm around his neck. After a couple of seconds she was sitting on his lap. "Hon, I really have to go. You don't want me to get fired do you?" Alicia claimed getting up.

"You wanna meet for lunch?"

"Can't, I'm meeting Angelina and she'll want to talk all about last night."

"Okay then, bye."

"Bye." Then Alicia apparated to the hospital and he didn't stop her this time. She secretly wanted him to though.

At 12 o'clock it was Alicia's lunch break and she had promised Angelina she would meet her at the Quidditch pitch. Relived to finally have a break she got up from her desk and paper work and apparated.

Angelina worked at the local Quidditch pitch. She was the clerk who sat there and gave you rental equipment and brooms. Even though the job was quite boring and it didn't pay a lot Angelina had chosen this place over others because she and her friends got to play for free. Just because they had left Hogwarts didn't mean that she left her attitude about Quidditch behind.

Alicia walked across the pitch to the rental shed. There she saw Angelina sitting at the counter dealing with a yelling customer. "Lady, I didn't break it!" the customer screamed.

"So I suppose the broom just snapped in half by itself then," Angelina said in a bored tone. Since she was one herself she knew Quidditch tyrants were usually very greedy about their money.

"I said I didn't break it! I got it like that!"

"Sir, I clearly remember polishing that broom and then giving it to you. Please there is no need to raise your voice."

"I'm only raising my voice because you're deaf. Let me repeat it then, I didn't break the broom."

"Sir, I didn't want to resort to this but if you don't pay the fee I will have to tell my boss that you were the one who broke the middle hoop on the left side of the field."

The anger from the man's face disappeared and turned in to pure shock. "Here then take your filthy money," he spat and dropped ten galleons on the counter before leaving.

Angelina smiled and added it to the money box where she kept all of the money she got from the customers. Then she took the broom and threw it in a box that had a label that said, 'Broken'. She opened the door and walked towards Alicia. "Nice job," Alicia complimented.

"That's why I love this job," Angelina answered.

"So you can blackmail customers in to paying up?"

"No, making enemies. That's the fifth time I blackmailed that man with the same thing."

The two girls enjoyed a good laugh before apparating towards their favorite restaurant to have lunch at, Quidditch Food. The restaurant was like a muggle sports bar except it was a Quidditch bar but was also a restaurant. It was also owned by Oliver Wood for promotional reasons. Angelina loved it because the only drink they served was cold, alcoholic butterbeer.

"Well if it isn't my two favorite customers," greeted Demelza who was the waitress at Quidditch Food, "Let me guess, two butterbeers, one B.L.T. sandwich for Alicia, one chicken Caesar salad for Angelina, and two vegetable soups?"

"We should stop coming here so often," Angelina told Alicia as a joke.

The three girls laughed heartily after that. "Well I'll get you two your drinks first just sit tight for a while," Demelza promised them and then left to help some other customers.

After their drinks came Angelina got down to business. "So spill," Angelina commanded.

"About what?" Alicia smiled and asked.

"Oh stop playing dumb Alicia, I saw you kissing George."

"Who says I'm playing? I can't help it if I'm naturally stupid."

"So you just tripped and your lips just fell on his?" Angelina asked looking skeptical.

Alicia knew there was no avoiding it now. Quickly she looked both ways as if to see if there was anybody eavesdropping. Then she spilled everything. She explained everything from the conversation to her thoughts to the kiss. While Alicia was talking Angelina just sat there with her head on her hands with a smug smile on her face that said 'I told you so.' When Alicia was finished Angelina screamed out, "I knew it! I knew you two were right for each other!"

"Shh! Not so loud Angie," Alicia begged.

"Who are we talking about ladies?" Demelza asked just as she was coming with their food.

Alicia started to say no one but Angelina cut her off when she answered, "George Weasley."

"Isn't that one of the twins who set off the swamp in the school? Saw it with my own eyes and couldn't believe it," Demelza said approvingly. She was in the same year as Katie and during Hogwarts and they had hung out with her somewhat. When she started working at Quidditch Food they had become much better friends and everytime they came and ate lunch they would gossip about boys and what not.

"Demelza, You got a phone call!" went a voice from the kitchen.

"Gotta run girls, see ya!" Demelza said and went to the kitchen to answer the phone.

Two Days Later…

Angelina was in Alicia's room trying to figure out what to wear for her big date with George. Like the time Angelina was helping her prepare for her date with Roger she had her head hidden in Alicia's wardrobe complaining how little variety there was. "Alicia, why don't you buy any new clothes? I mean you don't even own a decent pair of high heels. I swear the last time I saw you wear some was at graduation and you probably burned them afterwards," Angelina complained.

"I consider myself pretty tall so why do I need to wear high heels? If anyone needs to wear them it's Katie, she's the short one remember?" Alicia argued.

"Well what do you want to wear then?" Angelina asked exasperated and taking her head out of the wardrobe.

"I don't know. Every time I asked George where he was taking me he said he wanted it to be a surprise."

"Well do you at least know if it's casual or fine dining?"

"Like he'd give that away."

"Well we're going to have to find something that could fit both occasions."

"I doubt there'll be anything like that in my closet," Alicia said blowing a piece of hair out of her face.

"Come with me then," Angelina told her. Then she suddenly grabbed Alicia's arm and apparated towards her own flat. The wheezy and dizzy feeling Alicia always got when she apparated suddenly enveloped her but it stopped with in seconds.

They appeared again in Angelina's bedroom. "Hon, all you own are jeans, exercise clothes, and sneakers. All the shops are closed so you're gonna have to borrow something of mine," Angelina concluded.

They spent the next half hour looking through Angelina's closet. Sadly, she wasn't prepared for the invasion so most of her clothes were dirty.

"How 'bout this?" Angelina asked while Alicia changed in to a frilly tub top.

"It's too loose, dear. You're just too fat for my style," Alicia joked.

"Hey, it's genetics!" Angelina argued. She definitely wasn't fat, her hips were just a bit wide and she just had a little bit more chub. She was a healthy weight though and amazingly attractive.

"What about this?" Alicia asked taking out a plain, white, strapless dress from the back.

"I don't even wear that anymore, it doesn't fit anymore."

"Well then it should be perfect on me," Alicia concluded and changing in to the dress. It was perfect and fit just right for her size. "Angie, it fits!" Alicia yelled very excited that she found something that wasn't too big.

"What are we going to do with your hair?" Angelina asked.

"Dude, just enjoy the moment!"

"I am. What are you going to do with your hair?"

"I was thinking I would tie it up. You know, nothing special or fancy."

"Oh wait!" screamed Angelina jumping up from her bed where she was sitting.

"What?"

"I have something for your hair," she was over at her make-up table throwing things out of her drawer as she was looking for it. "Found it!" she said triumphantly. In her hand she held a fake white rose clip to put in her hair.

"You're going to put that in my hair?" Alicia asked as Angelina walked over after grabbing a brush. She pushed Alicia into the nearest chair and stated to brush her wavy, chocolate brown hair. Angelina on the other hand was African so her hair was black and straight.

When the clip was attached to some strands of hair and Alicia had put on some high heels Angelina looked back and admired her handy work. "You're beautiful for once!" Angelina said.

"Are you saying I'm ugly?"

"No, it's just that the last time I saw you dressed up was at Katie's wedding."

'Well it isn't my fault if I don't like girly dressy kind of stuff."

"Actually it is."

"Oh shut up for once."

The girls appparated back in to Alicia's bedroom just as George was knocking at the door. "You ready yet Leesh?"

George asked.

"Yeah, I'm coming," Alicia answered and looked at Angelina. "Oh my God, I'm so nervous!" Alicia squealed quietly so that George didn't hear him through the door.

"Don't worry you look gorgeous. If you guys run out of things to say just let him stare at you."

"Okay, wish me luck." Alicia crossed her fingers to symbolize luck.

"Already am," Angelina said and did the same with her fingers.

Taking a deep breath Alicia walked out after winking to her friend. When she stepped out she heard George gasp a little. He himself was wearing a dressy white shirt and black trousers. She thought he looked incredibly stunning since he hardly dressed up just like her. "You look gorgeous tonight," he complimented to break the awkward staring.

"Wished I could say the same about you," Alicia joked.

"You don't think I'm good looking?"

"No I was joking Georgie chill."

"Oh, well you have a really mean sense of humor." Then he put on a mock hurt face and Alicia lightly swiped at his cheek. "Now you slap me? Jeez Alicia it's our first date, don't you want to make a good first impression?"

"Oh George, just shove it and tell me where you're taking me!"

"I can't."

"Why ever not? Don't you want to please your very high maintenance date?"

"Of course but then it wouldn't be a very good surprise."

"How long will it take to get there?" Alicia whined as they stepped out into the street.

"You want to get there really fast? Let's walk faster then," George said and started running.

"Hey George that's not fair, I'm wearing high heels!"

"Who told you to wear them then?"

"Angelina!"

"Well too bad! Hurry up there snail!" George teased.

Alicia quickly stopped to transfigure her high heels in to sneakers. Afterwards she ran quickly using her long soccer legs to catch up. When she had caught up she ran just like him stride for stride. "You're not too bad, George," Alicia commented, "It's a shame you can't run any faster though."

"Are you saying the only physical activity I do is Quiddtich? Well you're gravely mistaken then!" he claimed and ran faster. Alicia strained a little to keep up but she was able to and ran with him.

After a couple minutes of running the couple was sweating profusely. Eventually though George stopped in front of Quidditch Food. "What are we doing here? Is this the surprise place you were gonna take me to?" Alicia asked. To be honest she was a bit disappointed. She ate there almost three times a week with Angelina so what was so different than eating with George?

"George, I hate to disappoint you but I eat here like every week," Alicia said.

"But I decorated it!" George screamed and ran in. Desperate to see how he had decorated it she ran in after him. There was only one word on her mind when she came in. How? How did he know she loved yellow roses? How did he know liked pink lights since she almost hated everything girly? How did he know that she loved Tchaikovsky just as much as she loved rock music?

"George this is the most beautiful dining room I have ever seen," Alicia said still gazing in awe at the room around her. The bar on the left had lost all of its Quidditch posters. All of the tables were gone except for one in the middle. Yellow roses littered the window sills and the petals fell everywhere on the floor and the classical music played in the background.

"That's kind of the point," he told her and gently took her hand to guide her to the table. He pulled out the chair for her and even had to push her sit in it for she was still gazing around in wonder. "Demelza, menus please!" George commanded. Demelza was now dressed in a fancy dress shirt and pants and even a little bow tie instead of her usual 'Quidditch Rocks' t-shirt and apron.

Demelza took two menus in one hand and her wand in the other. When she arrived at their table she said a non-verbal spell that made Alicia's and George's napkin rise, unravel, and land neatly on their laps. She then handed then their menus. "Can I get you two some drinks?"

"I'll have a martini please," Alicia answered. George probably paid her to talk in full sentences Alicia thought because Alicia knew Demelza wouldn't have done it for anything else.

"I'll have a coke and rum please," George told her.

"Excellent choices," she said. Using another non-verbal spell the ingredients for both of their drinks appeared in front of them and made themselves with a couple of flicks of Demelza's wand. With another flick they gently landed on the table.

"Wow, she's really good at those non-verbal spells," Alicia commented.

"I had to teach her though. I thought it would impress you if she did a silent drink making show," George said.

"Well you thought right," Alicia told him and they both laughed. Finally Alicia asked the question that was burning her throat. "How'd you get this place? God knows Oliver wouldn't rent it out to anybody. Not even to an old friend, I tried renting it for Angelina's birthday but he wouldn't budge."

"I have a few connections."

"Oh my God please don't tell me you threatened him!" Alicia pleaded covering her eyes as if she was disappointed in him.

"Of course not, I just happened to know who he was seeing."

"Really! Who? It must have taken a lot of secrecy to hide it from the press…"

"If I tell you are you going to tell Angelina, Katie, Fred, and Lee?" George asked.

"Yes probably but please!" she whined.

George tilted his head and screwed up his face as if in thought. Then he looked back both ways as if anybody was there to listen to them and leaned in close to her. Quickly he whispered, "Demelza."

Alicia's girl instincts got the better of her so before she could stop she screamed, "No way!"

"Actually when I came over to talk about decorations she said she and Oliver were pretty serious. She even thought it could be love."

Just then Demelza appeared at their table. "Are you ready to order?"

That was when Alicia realized she hadn't even looked at the menu yet. "Give us a few minutes please," she said. Demelza only nodded and walked back to the kitchen.

When Alicia looked at the menu it wasn't the original one from Quidditch Food. Instead of the sandwiches and hearty soups there were steaks and ribs. The milk shake and ice cream section were replaced by different cakes and tarts. She decided to tell George that the food was a little too fancy for her taste. "Nonsense!" was what he said.

Demelza appeared again five minutes later asking if they were ready to order now. "I'll have the escargots and mushrooms for my appetizer and the parmesan chicken with coleslaw please."

"I'll have the shrimp for my appetizer. For my entrée I'll have a steak, medium rare, with a baked potato please."

The waitress smiled and with a, "Good choices," she was off.

The date went perfectly. The conversation just seemed to flow off their lips. Alicia decided it felt more like having like having dinner with Angie than it did her boyfriend. Then suddenly their knees touched and Alicia's senses started tingling. She suddenly felt very conscious of herself and couldn't concentrate on the conversation. George didn't seem to notice though.

When the meal was finished George got up and straightened his clothes. Then he held out his hand and invited Alicia to dance. She agreed and took his hand but suddenly her senses came back full last. Why did her hand tingle like that? When they were dancing she tingled all over and her heart beat in her ears. They moved to the sound of the music and swayed. They didn't talk during the dancing much for Alicia was too busy puzzling over her new found feelings.

When they stopped dancing to eat dessert she was still tingling. Whenever he talked all she could say was, "Yeah," or "Whatever." She couldn't even look into his eyes so she merely focused on her strawberry cheesecake.

When they arrived back at their apartment George leaned in to kiss her. She gladly accepted but this time when they kissed she felt super tingly. She didn't know why her nerves got all worked up like that when he touched her.

When Alicia entered her room she fell on the bed tired. Just then Angelina appeared in front of her. "That took you long enough! So spill," Angelina demanded.

"Angie dear, there is nothing to spill. It was just a normal date. I mean your first date with Fred was probably more exciting," Alicia compared.

"Hon, do you know what happened during my first date with Fred? He took me to Zonko's and refused to leave! Oh no! Don't tell me he took you to Zonko's?"

"No, he took me to Quidditch Food and he booked the whole place just for us. It was so romantic!" Alicia cooed as she fell back on her bed. "Hey Angelina, you wanna spend the night?"

"Are you going to gush about George the whole night?"

"Yeah," Alicia replied.

"Okay."

When it had gotten dark and the Alicia was in her bed and Angelina in a bed that was a transfigured table Alicia had just finished telling Angelina about the date. Alicia had even told her about the tingly feeling she had gotten. The whole time Angelina just sat there and smiled. "Have you ever felt that way on a date?" Alicia asked.

"Yeah but it only happened once."

Alicia assumed that it was one of the flings Angelina had with a boy she thought she loved. "Did you break up with him after a week or two?"

"No, we're engaged."

"Oh my God," Alicia said.

"What?"

"I think I might be in love with George."

One Year Later…

Everybody was behind him on this. He even wrote to Lee and Katie and they sent him back a howler but this one was unlike the one they got from their mother during Hogwarts. This one was cheering as loudly as a bellowing elephant and at the end yelled, "Congratulations!" Fred and Angelina were louder though. Fred had moved in with Angelina and when George went to tell them both he literally saw the roof fly up. Even his parents, brothers, and Ginny supported him. Everybody was behind him.

"George baby, are you ready yet?" Alicia called as she knocked on his bedroom door.

He put on his jacket for his tuxedo and put his hand in his pocket. Feeling the small velvet box calmed his nerves. "In a minute, sweetheart," he assured her.

Alicia sat down on the couch. Where are we going she wondered? She was wearing a dress like the one she wore on their first date except it was teal. Today was their one year anniversary and Alicia was contemplating where he was bringing her this time.

"Alicia, shall we?" George invited emerging from his bedroom.

They stepped out into the warm night and walked through the streets. They passed by many stores and then Alicia asked where they were going but she knew he would not answer.

"To correct a mistake," he said. What the hell was that supposed to mean? Alicia was frustrated now but she wouldn't let it show. In a couple of minutes they would be in the most romantic setting and she would be cooing about how he shouldn't have.

They had arrived at the Quidditch pitch and in the middle was a picnic blanket with sandwiches, soup, and potato salad on top. He led her over and they sat down. "George, this is a really nice picnic," she complimented but was slightly disappointed that it wasn't as special as her first date or the date she had with Roger when he propsed.

The he bought out something that lit her up. It was a magically chilled bottle of ice wine. She beamed as he poured it into the glasses. Then she asked him, "George, what did you mean by 'to correct a mistake'?"

"Angelina told me about your date with Roger when he proposed. Bloody great idea it was but I thought it was a damn mistake that you had to enjoy it with him. So I thought we could redo it except better," he explained.

"You're so sweet," she gushed and kissed him on the cheek. Then they enjoyed the excellent meal George had provided.

They were talking after the meal and sipping wine. George knew it was time and he was nervous. He decided to find out what her answer would be if he asked her. "Alicia what do you want in the future?"

Alicia knew what she wanted. She was waiting for George to propose so they could get married and start a family. That was her dream. She hoped tonight would be the night he finally popped the question. "Well of course I would like to meet a guy who I could settle down with. You know, and start a family."

George silently cheered. She wanted to settle down and get married! George shifted his legs so he was kneeling on one knee. He even heard Alicia gasp. "Alicia, we have been friends for so long and I finally realized why. As my friend you would always be there for me and would never leave my side so we could always be together. I need you Alicia and I love you. This year I have realized that now I am complete with you by my side and I don't think I could ever go back to just having you as a friend. Now I want more. Alicia Spinnet, will you marry me?"

She was reduced to tears. It wasn't even quiet sobbing either. She was blubbering. She knew she loved George and she knew she couldn't go back to just being friends because she couldn't live being only half of the couple. She needed her other half. She needed George. "Yes!" she screamed to so all of the earth could hear her.

Wow, that took me a while to write but look how long it is! Yeah I know this chapter sounds pretty rushed but I couldn't find anything to put while they were dating. I also know the dates sounded very rushed so I don't need a review on that.

I would like to personally dedicate this chapter to Jagged Epiphany. Let's see, first of all I should thank you for reviewing every single one of my crappy chapters. THANK YOU! I agree with you, I do not know where I got the idea of Cho as a doctor. Roger is an awful person and I think bad things should happen to him as well. I would not be surprised if my computer was also possessed. THANK YOU! (Thanking people is fun.)

Science Question: Do you like anime? If yes, which one is your favorite?

Story Question: Should I devote one chapter (probably very short) to describing Alicia's family and childhood?

Reviews are appreciated!