Chapter 17

Caught

After making out some more, we left the room of requirement, happy. I finally knew how he felt about me and that he liked me. And I loved him too!

"I can't believe we-,"

"Ahem" a voice said. I recognized it. It was Professor Umbridge. I shut my eyes. George and were definitely done for now. Slowly, we turned around, and sure enough, there was that old toad standing there, clearly not looking pleased.

"Now, what would you two be doing out of your dormitories at this hour?" When neither of us replied, she told us to follow her. George and I reluctantly followed her to her office. I had never been inside it, but I did not like it. It was pink and had pictures of cats all over it. Talk about muggle like. I mean, this looked like my Great Aunt Matilda's house!

George fought back a laugh as he peered around. I know. It was the funniest thing ever. Umbridge sat down.

"Now, can one of you tell me what you 2 were doing out in the hallway after hours?" she started. I looked up at George who sighed and nodded. I did what was best. I told her the truth, but not about how there was the DA and everything.

"We were making out in an empty classroom," I sighed. Umbridge looked surprised.

"A first year and a seventh year?" she said, "that can't be right,"

"But it's true," I added. Umbridge blinked. She shook her head.

"Detentions for both of you, tomorrow night," she said, "don't be late. Now get out of my sight," George and I picked up our bags and left her office without a word to each other. We were halfway to Ravenclaw Tower when we finally spoke.

"I'm sorry," he muttered.

"No, I'm sorry," I interrupted, "if I hadn't been crying and we and left at the same time as everyone else, none of this would have happened and you wouldn't have been in trouble,"

"You're right," he sighed, "none of this would have happened. That's why I'm happy it did. I finally got to tell you how I feel," I looked up into his eyes and realized he was right. If this wouldn't have happened, George would still be looking for the right time to tell me and I would still be wondering whether he liked me or not.

"You're right, it wouldn't have happened and I still would have no idea how you felt about me,"

"So you ready to get your wrists slit?" George joked.

"Well, as long as I'm with you, it should be alright," I replied.

"I just hope it doesn't hurt too much," he muttered, "I hate blood and the sight of pain. I can't stand it,"

"But it's worth it," I started, "cuz you are a great kisser,"

"Why, thank you…I'm glad you enjoyed it…cuz that was actually my first,"

"You are joking!" I gaped at him, "I thought you had a little bit of experience!"

"I did," he answered, "in my fourth year I dated a Hufflepuff girl named Alexandra, but then we broke up. We never kissed,"

"Wow,"

"I haven't dated or crushed on anyone since then," he admitted, "I was always watching 'Fredgelina' be in love. You could say I was jealous of them a bit, but for me there were just no girls in particular that caught my attention…until now that is,"

"You're so sweet!" I exclaimed. George laughed.

"Thanks, beautiful,"

"You're welcome, handsome," I said in reply.

We reached the Ravenclaw portrait hole and bid each other good night.

"Good night 'Rina," he said.

"You too George," Then he leaned to whisper something in my ear.

"You have a Free Period at 3:30 tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah,"

"Meet me in the Room Of Requirement," he said, "Okay?"

"Of course," I replied.

"See you tomorrow, Princess," he said kissing me on the cheek.

"You too! With that, I headed through the portrait hole, stunned that everything had come out so perfect. George, I love you.