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Here is the new chapter, which concludes the Yule Ball.
It's a little short, but I have a feeling you guys are still going to love it... :)
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wildest dreams
VOLUME I

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

A few Butterbeers, three songs and an extremely awkward conversation with a fifth year later – he had asked me if I could bring him backstage to meet the band since I knew them – I sat down at a table with Angelina, staring at the twins who were trying to catch Ludo Bagman's attention. I was about to ask her if she wanted to get some air when she sighed loudly.

"What is it ?" I asked.

She shrugged. But I knew Angelina better – I could see that something was upsetting her.

"Did Fred say something ?" I insisted.

She shook her head, sighing loudly again.

"No, he didn't say anything, that's the problem."

I frowned, confused. Angelina glanced at me, looking quite distressed.

"It's just – he's been so nice !"

"How is that a problem ?" I said, chuckling.

"Because it's Fred. And, I don't know, I just feel very… very…"

"Smitten ?"

She sighed again, and I laughed, pulling her into a hug.

"I don't know what to do, Addy" she muttered.

"You should snog him" I replied seriously.

I felt Angelina's shake as she laughed. I pushed her gently, smiling.

"I'm serious. I know you want to."

"Yeah, but does he want to ?"

"Of course he does, Angie. And it shouldn't matter. You should do what you want to do, and not overthink it. You're a Gryffindor, for Godric's sake."

"You're probably right."

An idea suddenly popped into my head. I grinned.

"You know what ? Go ask him to dance. I'll get you the perfect background music."

Before she could answer, I stood up and ran next to the stage where the band was still playing. I waited until they finished their song and jumped on stage before they could start the next one. Running to my uncle, I stood on tip-toe to reach his ear.

"Can you do me a favor ?" I asked.

He nodded.

"Of course."

"Magic Works ?"

He grinned, and nodded again. I thanked him with a smile and jumped off the stage. George was there, frowning at me.

"What are you plotting ?"

I simply smiled as Kirley started playing the familiar notes on his guitar.

"This one is going out to all the lovers out there" said my uncle in his microphone. "Hold each other tight and keep each other warm."

I spotted Fred and Angelina on the dance floor, biting my lip. As my uncle started to sing, I saw that they danced slowly, close to each other, Fred's arm around Angelina's waist. I caught Angelina's eyes – she smiled shyly. I chuckled, very satisfied with myself. If this didn't work, I didn't know what would.

"Looks like you're trying really hard to lose your bet" said George.

"I don't know what you're talking about" I replied in an innocent tone.

He shook his head, laughing. I kept looking at Fred and Angelina, hoping to see the long-awaited kiss, but I was soon distracted by George who took my hand. I glanced at him, frowning, and before I knew it, he was dragging me on the dance floor.

"Oh, no, no, George…" I muttered.

"C'mon. I'm an excellent dancer."

"But I'm not."

"I don't care."

He was smiling that beautiful smile – and I knew I couldn't say no. I never could. Groaning, I let him guide me through the crowd. We stopped in the middle, and he slid his arm across my waist, raising my right hand with his. I shook my head, very aware of the bright color of my cheeks, as we slowly started dancing. I felt horribly awkward – but George's confidence was enough for both of us, and soon I felt comfortable enough to get slightly closer to him. We had never been that close, and his hands had certainly never touched me like that – but it felt nice, very nice. I lifted my eyes to meet his – as he was considerably taller than me – and we both bursted out laughing. If it was of awkwardness or of relief we both felt the same way, I wasn't sure. When I finally calmed down, I put my head on his chest, enjoying the music and the feeling of him. I thought back at what Angelina had said – it makes sense. And at that moment, it really did.

The song, who had slowed down, suddenly picked up in rhythm again as my uncle sang the chorus – and I suddenly saw Fred and Angelina, kissing passionately.

"George" I said, raising my head.

"Hm ?"

"Look at your brother."

He glanced around, and when his eyes finally fell on Fred, his mouth broke into a huge grin.

"Well, it was about time" he said.

"I know" I nodded. "Can't wait to see how that will play out."

"Oh, I give them a month."

I smacked him on the chest, shaking my head.

"Well, looks like you lost" he chuckled.

"Looks like I did" I said.

"I promise it won't be too bad. I was thinking, the Hog's Head, get some black pudding – I know how much you love that – with maybe Snape… or a few Skrewts… And, of course, Celestina Warbeck in the background."

"That sounds… absolutely terrible" I laughed.

"Oh, it will be."

We laughed, and the song ended. I made a thumbs up at my uncle to thank him. We got off the dance floor, and as we were about to go and get something to drink, I saw Angelina rush towards us. Fred was following closely, a smirk on his lips.

"Hey, how was –"

I didn't even hate time to finish my sentence that Angelina grabbed me by the arm to lead me outside the Great Hall. We stopped near the door. She looked out of breath, and absolutely delighted.

"Did you see that ?" she said.

"I don't know how I could've missed it" I chuckled.

"I can't believe that happened !" she shrieked.

"ANGIE !" shouted a voice.

We turned to see Alicia and Melinda running towards us.

"I saw you snogging Fred !" said Alicia.

"You two looked absolutely adorable. Did you kiss him or did he ?" asked Melinda.

"He did" replied Angelina, blushing.

"Finally !" laughed Alicia. "C'mon, tell us everything !"

Angelina then told them everything – how Fred had acted all night, and that I encouraged her to make a move, and how he had kissed her during the song. I was grinning – George was right. It was about time. I couldn't wait to see the rest of their story unfold. I was certain it would be good. Alicia then told us that Andrew had kissed her too, but that his breath smelled too much of those Onion canapés he had eaten at dinner.

It was soon midnight, and when the band announced they were leaving, I rushed to the stage to say goodbye.

"You guys were amazing, as usual" I said.

"Thanks, kiddo" said Gideon.

"You looked like you were having fun" smirked my uncle.

"Yeah, didn't I see you snogging someone ?"

"That wasn't me, Herman. It was Fred, George's brother, and Angelina, my friend."

"I guess you just look like her…"

"Her hair is black. Mine is blonde."

But Herman just shrugged. I shook my head, laughing, and turned to my uncle.

"You'll write to me, won't you ?"

"Of course, Pancakes. You better do the same."

"I promise."

I hugged him tightly, and after they put everything back in the carriages, they disappeared into the night. Nostalgic, but still feeling quite happy, I ran back to the girls and we started making our way up to the Gryffindor Tower. I really didn't feel like sleeping, so we stayed up in the Common Room for a little while with the boys, discussing our night. I watched Fred and Angelina as they sat down next to each other, holding hands. I was so happy for them.

It was almost two in the morning when Lee fell asleep on the couch.

"Maybe we should go to bed" said Angelina.

"We should" nodded Lee, yawning as Alicia woke him up.

"Oh, I feel like I'm going to sleep all day tomorrow" I smiled as I stretched.

"Hey, we should play Quidditch tomorrow" suggested Fred.

"Yeah, I bet McGonagall would agree to let us play again" said George.

We all agreed, and soon it was settled that we should go and play Quidditch the next day – in the afternoon, of course, as we all planned to sleep late. We all stood up, making our way to the stairs.

"All right ! Goodnight, ladies" said Lee, disappearing up the stairs.

"Goodnight, boys" said Alicia.

Fred and Angelina exchanged a long look before parting, and I followed the girls up the stairs, smiling softly.

"Addy" I heard someone say.

I turned around, and saw that George had stayed behind.

"Can you come here for a second ?"

I frowned. Fred was nowhere in sight – only Alicia, who had been climbing the stairs before me, turned around. What could he want ?

"I'll be there in a minute" I said to Alicia.

She only smiled, and disappeared. I came down the stairs and walked to George, who looked concerned.

"What is it ?" I asked.

He didn't answer. I stared at him, and he stared at me. I didn't really know what it was – maybe it was the way his eyes were shining in the dim light of the room, or the way his bowtie was slightly crooked, but I felt my heartbeat fasten.

"George ?" I said faintly.

It was like the whole word had stopped – there was only me and him, and the defeaning silence.

"Are you –"

His lips crashed upon mine.

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