„Stop pushing me, will you?" George hissed and shook Celeste's arm off.
"Well, if I don't you won't have mustered the courage to tell her until she's married to Harry Potter and has six children."
"Very funny." George mumbled, glaring at her.
"Just do it!" Celeste sighed exasperated.
"Why don't you? I mean, you have the hots for Roger, why don't you go over there?"
Celeste seemed to think for a minute. Then she took a deep breath and said:
"Alright. I will. If you promise me you'll tell her today."
"Oh…okay then…" George agreed shrugging, while his heart seemed fit to burst.
"Wish me luck." Celeste said, flung her black hair over her shoulder and took a step toward them, when she turned around again and whispered:
"And I don't have the hots for Roger… I like him."
"There's a difference?"
"Of course there's a difference, you idiot!" Celeste hissed, rolling her eyes.
"If you have the hots for someone you don't really care about their personality; more their looks. And if you like someone, their character is way more important. And you notice the little things you love about the person. For instance, what do you like most about Alicia?"
"Everything." George blurted.
"Well, I really like how worked up she gets by Quidditch or when I get on her nerves. I like the way her hair always falls into her face. I really like her smile. And-"
"Okay, very good!" Celeste said, looking slightly alarmed.
"You see? You don't like her because of the way she looks!"
George gave her look.
"Okay, not only because she's pretty. You like what she does, says. You like who she is."
"I do." George said.
"I know." Celeste said smiling.
"So let's give it a try, okay?"
"Okay." George said taking a deep breath.
"I'll go first." Celeste mumbled out of the corner of her mouth, striding past him.
"Hey." She said and her voice had that pleasant tone to it again.
"Oh, hi!" Roger Davies said, looking pleasantly surprised.
"Alicia, do you mind if I borrow him for one dance?" Celeste asked innocently.
"No, by all means." Alicia said, looking slightly relieved.
"Thanks." Celeste said, beaming.
George stared at her, as she grabbed Roger's arm and walked past him.
"Your turn." She whispered and winked at him.
Okay. You can do this. Just be relaxed, be normal.
He moved toward Alicia, who was still tearing the piece of parchment into pieces.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
She jumped and when she recognized him, her eyes widened in horror and she quickly hid her hands behind her back.
"Nothing." She said quickly, trying to smile but not succeeding.
"Okay." George said.
"You look … interesting." He added.
INTERSTING? She looks INTERSTING? Very smooth, Weasley, really!
"Oh, thanks I guess." Alicia said, looking confused.
There was a very awkward pause and they didn't look at each other.
"So, are you having fun with … her?" she asked, looking at Celeste.
"What? Oh, her. Yeah, she's really nice."
"Oh." Alicia said, looking irritated.
"How about you and Roger?" George asked.
Alicia looked towards the dancing couple, then said quietly.
"Between me and you: I have no idea how he got into Ravenclaw. I thought only the clever ones were supposed to go there, but he's an absolute moron! He only talked about his future and didn't ask one question about me. Not that I mind, really."
"Well, that sucks." George said brightly.
"Hey, do you want to go for a walk or something? I think I need some fresh air." Alicia said, looking up at him.
"Sure!" George exclaimed.
They left the Great Hall and went onto the dark grounds.
There was no light except for the moon and George could barely see where they were walking.
"So…" Alicia said as they wandered around.
"So…" George said, not knowing where to look or what to do.
"George." Alicia said and stopped walking suddenly.
"What?" George asked, coming to a halt next to her.
Alicia sighed and looked at the black sky for a moment.
"I … I have to tell you something." She said quietly.
"Okay."
"You see…. I….well, how it goes… I.." she broke off.
"Alicia, are you alright?"
"Yes, of course I'm alright!" Alicia snapped looking agitated.
"Why the hell is this so difficult?" she exclaimed.
"What is?"
"I wasn't talking to you."
"Well who were you talking to then, because as far as I know, we're the only two people here." George said.
Alicia opened her mouth to retort something, looking sour.
"You know what?" George said exasperated.
"I don't want to fight with you. As a matter of fact, I have something to tell you as well. And seeing as you somehow cannot manage to get out a normal sentence, I'll start."
Alicia looked at him, but didn't say anything.
"I like you." George blurted.
There.
He had done it.
"I really like you, Alicia.
Not just as a friend. Whenever you speak to another guy, even if it's just Fred, I feel like punching them. I can't stop thinking about you and the other night when I nearly kissed you... If Katie hadn't interrupted us…" he broke off.
He must sound totally stupid.
"George…do you really mean that?" Alicia whispered.
He couldn't see her face, it was too dark.
"Yeah, I do." He said quietly.
She took a step toward him and his heart started racing again.
She was now standing directly in front if him.
This seems familiar…
She was just inches away…
Now he could see her eyes in the moon light. Huge and stormy grey.
She was moving closer….
And closer…
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand cut! Mwahahhaha, I'm evil, I know!
New chapter coming up soon, don't worry…