George Weasley was in love, but then again, how could he not be?

The second he had laid eyes on her in first year he knew that she was going to be the one for him, by third year he had convinced himself that it was just a phase and that he was not at all infatuated with one of his best friends, and now, in their sixth year, he knew for a fact that he was totally and completely in love with her. The reason for it was because of the summer holidays.

It wasn't a rare occurrence for her to spend the summer at the burrow, it seemed like everyone always use to pile in for the holidays. But it was this year when she had turned up, more beautiful than ever that George realised that his once first crush had developed into something so much stronger. He adored everything about her, her laugh, her smile, her wicked sense of humour.

The only problem, Alexandra Tonks had absolutely no idea.

As they sat in the great hall, he couldn't keep his eyes off her as she worked on her homework, sat next to Angelina as always. He should have been working too, but he kept trying to think of ways to ask her to the yule ball that wouldn't make his feelings too glaring obvious. Then his brother threw the piece of paper at Angelina and he sees the two girls look over into Fred's direction.

"do you – want – to go – to the ball – with me?"

George watches his brother as he performs his little routine, but it works, and Angelina smiles and nods before excitedly whispering with Alex. How the hell did that bloody work?

He smirks at Fred before dipping his head and clenching his jaw, and then Fred leans over to him. "You better ask her quickly. She's already said no to three people. She's not going to keep saying no, is she?"

George's eyes look over to hers again and she catches him, smiling gently in his direction and he feels his chest pound. She glances over to snape before leaning over slightly, wetting her lips before speaking softly.

"Can you help me with potions homework tonight?"

He doesn't need to even think about it. "Course."

She smiles at him again before returning to her work, and he decides in that moment he was going to ask her that evening, or die of embarrassment trying.