George rolls his eyes as Fred yet again sighs. Honestly, he's just a little bit annoyed.
"Is this about Angelina?" he asks.
"Yeah," Fred replies.
"You know where you went wrong," George reminds him.
He and Angelina were never really together—at least no officially. So when Fred decided he wanted to snog Sarah McHaven, Angelina had assumed that was it. Fred being who he was found out afterward that he actually wanted to stay with her. Of course, Angelina wasn't looking for anything serious so Fred hadn't bothered saying anything to her. That left George with a sulking Fred, which added up to no fun for him.
"Yeah, I know," Fred mutters.
"Why don't I go get us something to eat?" George suggests.
Fred nods and doesn't say anything so George takes this as his cue to leave. He barely steps out of the portrait hole before he runs into the cause of his brother's problems. Angelina Johnson in the flesh.
"Hey ya, Georgie," she greets him. "Where are you headed and where's your other half?"
George smiles. "To grab something to eat. He's in the common room, being lazy."
Angelina snorts. "Of course. Hey, George, can I ask you something?"
"Anything," he answers.
"Do you think that Cedric will notice me?" she inquires, biting her lip. "I know he's will Cho and all, but if that doesn't work out. . ."
She looks so worried and George wants to march Cedric Diggory down here and make him ask Ange out.
"He'd be a fool not to," he responds before he can even think about it.
He is rewarded with a smile before Angelina walks into the common room. He swears that his heart breaks for Fred.