A/N: Well, here it is. The end. Sort of. Enjoy.
Lee was minding his own business, walking with Jessica along the shore when he was hit in the back of the head with a coconut.
"WHAT THE?!?" Lee exclaimed, rubbing the back of his head. George smiled at him, picking the coconut up. "What did you do that for?"
"For making me think you and Jessica are a couple."
"We are a couple!"
"No we aren't, Lee, where'd your mind go?" Jessica asked, frustrated.
"We are a couple until midnight."
"Unless George came up doing something like this," Jessica reminded him.
"Well, he wasn't supposed to hit me with a coconut," Lee answered adamantly.
Jessica took the coconut from George. "Would it help if I hit you with a coconut?" Her eyes flashed.
"Umm, n-no, that's fine. I'll j-just go back to the hut now, I guess," he stuttered as he turned and ran.
Jessica and George laughed for a moment before looking at each other. The sea breeze blew Jessica's hair back from her face as her eyes sparkled. George drew courage from her smiling face before he spoke.
"I talked to Fred," he said softly. "He told me that you and Lee had been pretending all this time to be a couple." Jessica made to cut in, but George put a hand up. "I was ready to leave. My bags were packed up and I was dragging my trunk out of the hut when he told me that it was a setup. I could not have been more relieved." He looked at her questioningly. "Why did you do it? Why did you pretend to be in love with someone else?"
"Well, at first, I was not pretending. I seriously thought that Lee liked me. But the day of the Quidditch match, I broke up with him. He told me about the plot. I can have no excuses when I tell you that I went along with the plan. Tonight, I 'broke up' with Lee again, and he told me that we would have to be 'together' until the end of our walk. It hurt me so much to see you hurting."
"Well, I was hurting, but my heart healed in an instant when I found out that I had a chance for your heart." George took her hands tentatively. "Would you give me a chance to see if your heart can be mine?"
Jessica looked confidently into George's eyes. "It already is."
George wanted to leap and shout, but instead he drew Jessica to him and enfolded her in his arms. From behind, he heard snickering. Jessica broke away.
"That better be the ocean, coconut heads!" she yelled as she picked up the coconut that she had recently been threatening Lee with. George got another one. Two heads, one red, one black, went sprinting into the palm trees as Jessica and George readied their weapons.
"One, two, three, fire!" George yelled, and he and Jessica threw their coconuts as hard as they could. Two satisfying yelps drifted to them on the ocean breeze and George and Jessica fell against each other, laughing.
Long after the sun had set, the twosome walked along the shoreline talking about anything and everything, drinking in the ocean air and the idea that they were each other's. Together, they made their way back to their huts and said goodnight.