He really didn't know what to think of her now.

She stood there in coat and elegant black robes (he assumed she had never worn muggle clothes), not meeting his eyes and blushing furiously. That was what was making him most nervous, that innocent blush. They had gone unnoticed by most people but now some were stopping to stare, probably thinking that something interesting was going to happen. Feeling alarmed, he moved forward.

Let's talk about this somewhere alone.

Jade gasped when he grabbed her but then submissively followed, understanding.

They ended up near a boarded up shop, they were lucky because Madam Pudiffoots was just across the street and a lot more students were mulling around, all in couples. Looking around anxiously, George made sure nobody who knew him was about. He squeezed something in the process, which turned out to be Jade's hand. He let it go immediately, feeling more embarrassed than normal.

"Sorry…" he muttered.

Jade looked at him, and chuckled.

"Guess we're even then." She said.

He paused to wonder what she meant before it clicked and George felt his uneasiness wash away.

Wow, she really could do that.

George laughed too, feeling immensely relieved. He had thought something unknown had stirred inside him a second before…..thank God it's gone now…..

"So Head Girl…..you really did miss me, did you?" he teased as they strolled the Hogsmeade aimlessly.

"N-no. it would've have been a relief really if I hadn't been worried-" Jade paused here, blushed again, apparently at a loss of what could be a suitable word, before speaking again, "-that some-something bad had happened."

George smirked.

"So, you were worried that something bad had happened to me…I am flattered Head Girl."

Jade growled, as her blush intensified, and after muttering a few incoherencies, she found a solution in walking faster than him and going ahead.

She entered a side path, half hidden by overgrown brambles and bushes, with George jovially following behind.

"However, I like your dress, Head Girl." He called out when Jade struggled to detach her robes from a bunch of brambles.

She gave him a trademark glare, but as always it only made him grin harder.

Jade already cursed herself for ever losing her hunger over him.

George came forward and helped release Jade, for she in her current angry state would have torn her robes, rather than freeing them.

"No 'Thank you Mr. Weasley'?" George whined as she moved forwards again.

Jade let out a snort.

"Why would I call you 'Mr. Weasley'? It makes you seem so mature and high…..it's so misleading."

"How mean, Head Girl." He said while already catching up with her, "Hey!"

He caught her around the waist before she could escape again.

"Let me go!"

"Maybe if you be a good girl…...Oh!"

He released Jade before her elbow made contact with his ribs.

"Mah…" he started with a pout, "You suddenly got stronger, Head Girl. It's not fun at all."

"For you." she said pointing at him, "It's not fun for you."

"But that's the fun that matters!"

Jade frowned at him.

Suddenly they both stiffened; for they had heard somebody coming from Hogsmeade Street; and the person seemed in a hurry, but before he could comprehend this, in a flash George was being pulled inside the pointy brambles, by a feverish Jade.

"What-" he began but much to his annoyance she clapped a hand to his mouth.

From their hiding place, (whose point of existing, George didn't know), he could make out the figure of a girl running past them through the path they had just been standing on. As she rushed past, George thought he had seen her before, but grasped only that she was crying. For she had her face in her hands, with her long black hair flowing behind her, emitting choked, sob noises. It didn't help though, that the same time, with an amazing thunder crack, heavy rain began to pour down.

Jade finally unconfined him.

"I hate it when you do that." he told her.

"Sorry I didn't tell you before, but if you brought me here on this day you'll have to follow one rule,"

"-I dislike rules-"

"-That-" Jade's eyes narrowed, "we will not be seen by anyone."

George was befuddled, what was the point of that? But one look at Jade's face told him he'd have to comply, or he'd be immediately cursed, or worse, she would leave him.

What…..

"Now come on. The girl didn't have an umbrella; she'll catch a cold like this."

"How come we're to help her if we can't be seen together?" he countered, jogging to keep up with her through the rain.

"Rain-repelling charms can be put from a distance. Also it would be embarrassing for her if we went so casually and caught her crying…"

George's hummed in response, though his mind wasn't in touch with the conversation anymore.

They reached the girl, with George keeping a little behind. Jade didn't notice this and went by the bushes to cast her spell. It was strong enough to work for the whole day and she was sure the girl won't stay here for that long. She smiled at her effort and turned around, only to nearly tread into George, who seemed unnaturally disconcerted. Jade raised her eyebrows at this, but said nothing, not paying it much heed. She might be reading too much into it.

When they were heading back (soaked because Jade had forgotten to put the repelling charm on herself before dashing off to find the girl) George suddenly beamed. And he kept at it for a long while until Jade couldn't help pointing it out. He looked surprised that she had noticed.

"No, it's nothing actually. I was just thinking that you make a really good Head Girl, Lestrange."

Jade was taken aback by the sudden praise and couldn't help her cheeks pinking for a few moments in which George unconsciously grinned at her, adding to her humiliation.

Jade turned away, obviously trying to hide her blush.

She actually looked cute in it…..

George turned his head to the other side, eyes widened and a light blush covering his face too.

"Um….well did you know that-that, girl?"

George grabbed at the topic, though he still didn't look at Jade.

"Huh? Yeah. She is Cho Chang of Ravenclaw, I guess. Ron told me Harry fancies her, but till last year she was Cedric Diggory's girlfriend."

"Oh…! No wonder she's crying out here in the rain…." Jade answered, ruminating with a grimace the horrible events of last year when Cedric Diggory had been brought back by Harry Potter, in the last task of the Triwizard Tournament and had announced Voldemort's return, but the Head Girl was sure, Cho Chang wasn't the only one who suffered after that.

"She was wearing a Tornado's badge."

George was taken aback at the sudden change of topic.

"You support them?" he asked, feeling slightly judgmental because most people had only started to follow them since they became the hot-favorite team for the championship.

"I don't exactly support any team. It's the Quidditch that matters, but haven't you heard the reason for their sudden victories?" she replied, not noticing his unexpected grin.

Interesting girl…she was passionate for Quidditch too. And that was about the only thing in the world George took seriously, except his Joke shop. He usually forgot all his problems when in the air, on his broomstick, with the familiar beaters' bat in his hand, where there was nothing to do but slam hard, metal balls at enemies. Moreover, It was the perfect game, where he could play with his talent, which he had plenty, and not worry about not having a fast enough broom.

"Uh…yeah the new player, Kagami Taiga, they say he's faster than any Chaser and broke the record number of goals set by the star, Aomine Daiki." George said, getting worked up; they were talking about Quidditch after all.

"But, you haven't heard about the other Chaser…"

"The phantom player!" they both exclaimed together and then laughed.

"Wow. They say he totally disappears, that's the reason for the Tornado's mysterious Quaffle passing. Even the crowd doesn't notice him…..though I don't know yet." George trailed off.

"You're planning to go watch?"

"Yeah! As soon as I have the time and money to…." He looked suddenly wary, "What about you?"

"My Uncle considers it a waste of time; he says I get enough Quidditch to watch at school."

"But, he came to the World Cup final last year." George countered.

"Yes. But only because the Minister had personally invited him, and paid for the tickets in his private booth, though, they kept talking throughout the whole match.

George sympathized with her, but didn't say anything, they were treading on dangerous ground again and he didn't only mean talking about her family, his earlier uneasiness towards Jade had returned, just as the topic had finished. He had the sudden urge to stare at her, again so he ominously turned his head away.

They had strolled out of the secluded garden and came back to civilization. It was still pouring down hard and even though they had cast the necessary spells on themselves, George's nose was freezing. He would have to visit Madam Pomfrey after this. Most of the students had gone back inside the castle or crammed themselves inside the warm shops. Jade and George walked back to the castle, calling it a day, especially when they couldn't risk being seen inside the shops.

The red-head gave slightly into impulse and studied her from the corner of his eye; she was walking with her eyes looking straight ahead, not noticing him. They weren't talking anymore. Though he was sure it wasn't because lack of subjects. Jade had gone unnaturally quiet after blurting about her Uncle; and George found it frustrating, she had been doing that in every conversation they had, ending it with the slightest mention of him, but it seemed impossible also to try to keep Lucius Malfoy out of their talks.

He has more influence over her than a real parent would.

He didn't understand what Malfoy did to her.

Or rather, he didn't understand her.

She acted like she was made of the strongest brick, recovering from difficult situations the fastest and finding a solution. She walked with authority, although she didn't have the proud air around her, rather a blazing determination, as she was working towards something, something great, but nobody knew about it.

And yet….

That night she had lost it all….

That had also been an occasion her Uncle had been concerned with. George had at first thought that she was obsessive of her Head Girl-ship, but no, she didn't have the kind of aura. Sure, Jade promised hell to all rule-breakers, but she had avoided telling on him and the Dumbledore's army. In that case, the Slytherin did give everything to her position, but it didn't mean everything to her. There was much more important things….

And she won't tell me…..

Why do you want to know? A voice in his mind retorted.

You're never going to meet her after June anyway….

Yeah….I'll probably forget her after that…..

This was supposed to be a pass-time after all.

Maybe….

"Hey! Watch out!"

George's reflexes made him dodge a powerfully-thrown Bludger by inches, and he saw Jade fall back the other way, both of them gasping and cursing in panic. The wild Bludger landed with a crash on the ground near them, spraying grass and dirt everywhere. After regaining his footing, George looked around him, when did they reach the Quidditch Pitch? He could see the looming Hogwarts castle through the downpour. How did they come here so fast?

A small, bald boy flew towards them on his broom, dressed in yellow Quidditch robes, screaming apologies at them. He landed on the ground and picked up the bludger still, muttering excuses.

"Hey…..nobody's hurt right?-Whoa..! Head Girl!" another boy, dressed in blue Ravenclaw Quidditch robes zoomed towards them casually on his broom but stopped immediately when he saw Jade.

The latter glared at him.

"I know it's hard to see in the rain, which puts the question why are you fools playing in it, but you can at least have the brains to know where to throw!" Jade shouted.

"Sorry…..! It was all Zuko's fault. He hit it! Really has no sense, that one."

"I heard that Sokka! You're the pig-headed one who was making me angry!" another boy, this one clad in scarlet, and with a scar blooming on his face; presumably 'Zuko' came down towards them and lashed out at who George considered was 'Sokka'.

"It's not my fault you have such a jerky temper." Sokka said snootily, folding his arms on his chest.

"Why you-!"

"Ok! Everybody let's just calm down, there's no need to fight-" the first boy, he had weird blue arrows trailing his bald head and continuing down his nape, George noticed he was really flighty and light on his feet, and decided he must be the Hufflepuff Seeker, Aang.

"Both of you idiots don't have eyes! Even I could play better, and I am blind."

Everybody paused in their arguments to look around and find a short Slytherin girl, her messy black hair covering her face, facing them haughtily.

Toph Beifong.

She might have been a Slytherin but she was famous enough so that George, a Gryffindor knew about her. Fact was that she was blind from birth, but had the talent of magic, unfortunately her parents, wanted to keep her inside the house and never send her to Hogwarts with other children and ignored the letter, reasoning that their daughter was frail. Instead they silently tried to hide her from the world. That is, until Toph incidentally heard the school invitation letter being read out aloud to her parents, by the House-elf, and ran away from home when she was eleven and boarded the train. She got all the supplies and books herself, desperate to leave her cage. When she reached the Castle, Dumbledore was notified of her situation and with a little clever provocation from him, Toph's parents allowed her to attend. The legend was however, that despite being blind, Toph used magic to feel the movement around her, by channeling magic through her feet, and thus, in her own way, managed to 'see'.

George had to reluctantly admit that he was impressed by her.

"You Guys!" another voice shouted from afar, and they saw a figure moving towards them holding an umbrella.

"Katara! I thought you weren't going to come." Aang said, but with a suddenly brightened face.

"I told you that this is idiotic, b-but I was worried about you. Come on inside the Castle now."

"Aww….You are so sweet, Sis…." Sokka teased as he came down from his broom.

His sister punched him in the arm and the others followed, marching back to the school building leaving the totally flabbergasted Head Girl behind.

Had she been just rudely ignored?

Well, at least they cleaned up and left themselves…

Leaving the matter finished, though being disregarded annoyed her, she too walked towards the entrance.

"Come on, Weasley" she said, beckoning him from behind.

"Wait, Jade."

Jade stopped at the abrupt use of her first name.

"Why are you suddenly?-mph."

The Head Girl stood stock still, with her eyes wide as saucers from shock, in the fleeting second his mouth had been on hers. When he pulled back, she still wasn't able to recover enough to voice her astonishment, before George smirked at her and walked past.

"We're not going to be able to meet again, Lestrange. Might as well make the most of it"

Well, he was able to find another thing that made her lose her calm.

It was better.

Jade stood there like a statue, only distantly hearing his words, while a few feet away, having only returned from Hogsmeade himself, Draco Malfoy stared at the scene in utter shock.

Well, I do not own Kuroko no Basuke or Avatar: The last Airbender.

And…..school is starting so updates will be less frequent.

RxR!