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Here is the new chapter. We are approaching the end of Volume I ! How crazy !
I'm very glad that you guys liked how Addy and George (finally) got together - but let me tell you, the story is far from over !
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VOLUME I

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

George and me didn't have to wait long for our 'right moment' – it came that same afternoon, on the Quidditch pitch. It had taken a little bit of convincing to get McGonagall to open the locker room again, but she eventually came around.

I was watching from the stands, of course, cheering them on. Katie had joined us, eager to get some practice, and joined Angelina and Alicia as Chasers. Fred and George played as Beaters, of course, and Lee stood in front of the goals as Keeper. They had decided to play without a Snitch, since there was no Seeker – and also because they just wanted to play without the official rules, just for once, and maybe practice some moves.

It was awfully cold outside – the others were able to keep warm by flying around, but not me. Even with two jumpers on, my warmest coat, my hat, my gloves, and my scarf wrapped tightly around my neck, I was freezing my bloody arse off. At first, I didn't really notice, being too happy to finally be able to watch some Quidditch after all those months, but as time passed, I was getting colder and colder, and at some point, I was really thinking about heading back to the castle, when it happened.

It all happened really fast, and I couldn't believe what I had seen – but he had really done it. George had done the Wronski Feint. Screaming at the top of my lungs, I saw that everyone was getting back on the field to congratulate him, and I ran down there to join them, grinning from ear to ear.

"I can't believe you did it" I heard Alicia say.

"It was amazing !" nodded Angelina.

"Reckon I'm still the better-looking one" shrugged Fred.

Angelina gave him a nudge in the ribs, but I noticed how she was smiling. George was shaking his head, leaning on his broom.

"That was bloody amazing !" I shouted when I finally got to them.

Without thinking, I ran into George's arms, hugging him tightly.

"It looked bloody brilliant from up there, you know !" I said enthusiastically. "Bugger, I wish I had brought my Omniculars…"

I stopped. After all, it was hard to focus with George's face two inches away from mine. I had started to pull away from the hug, but he held me there, smirking.

"Er – are you all right, Addy ?" said Katie, behind us.

I ignored her. Was that it ? The right moment ? Because I knew that all I wanted to do was kiss him, and I suddenly didn't care that all our friends were staring at us. George's smirk broadened slightly, and I could feel that he was asking me the question too – is this it ?

"Ready ?" he whispered.

I nodded, and he kissed me fully on the lips.

I didn't know if it was because of the cold, or because of the excitement of before, or because I knew everyone was watching – but that kiss sent sparks all through my body, and I could feel myself smiling through it. Yep, I thought. This is it.

We pulled back and after sharing another smile, we turned to the others, ready to face their reaction. They were all staring, eyes wide – obviously, no one had expected it.

"Surprise !" I said awkwardly, trying to diffuse the tension.

This seemed to shake everyone out of their stupefaction. Angelina, Alicia, Katie and Lee all smiled – only Fred looked like he was going to faint.

"Bloody hell !" exclaimed Lee, before bursting out laughing.

"How long has this been going on ?" asked Katie.

"Yeah, when did this happen ?" said Alicia.

"Oh - only last night" I replied with a smile.

"That's why it took you so long before you got upstairs !" smirked Alicia.

"Er – yeah" I said, blushing.

Fred's eyes widened. I had never seen him be so quiet. It was starting to make me nervous.

"Why didn't you tell us this morning ?" asked Angelina.

I shrugged, sharing a look with George who was holding me by the shoulders, stroking my arm softly. I didn't feel as cold anymore.

"We were waiting for the right moment" he said, smiling.

"Oh, bloody hell – I'm gonna vomit."

We all turned to Fred, who looked extremely pale – but it was probably just because of the cold, right ?

"You okay there, Freddie ?" said George.

"Don't get me wrong – I knew it was going to happen some day – I am not as idiotic as you think I am. But I thought the universe would grant me a few more years of peace, without you two snogging in my face all day. Reckon I was wrong."

He had spoken very calmly and seriously, but I knew him well enough to see that he wasn't actually mad. Angelina gave him a nudge, and a smirk appeared on his lips, before he jumped on his twin to ruffle his hair and yell at him for not telling him sooner. I slowly shook my head. I hadn't expected any less from Fred.

The news that me and George were now together went around the castle surprisingly fast, and by dinner that day, at least everyone in the Gryffindor Tower knew. Girls would smile at me, boys would nod at George – and some even came to congratulate us, which was a very awkward thing to do, in my opinion. When we got the the Great Hall that evening, Montague and his idiotic friends made a sly comment as we passed by – Fred replied by discreetly casting at Pimple Jinx at them. It was honestly very, very weird – I wasn't even used to the news yet, but it seemed like everyone was.

We spent the few days between Christmas and the start of them catching up on homework, playing Exploding Snap and working on the twins' products. Their business was going extremely well – even better than they had hoped. I tried to keep the snogging to a minimum when Fred was around – to 'spare him', as he had so dramatically said - but George didn't really care and would kiss me anytime and anywhere. And once he started kissing me, it was quite hard for me to ask him to stop.

He took his role as my boyfriend very seriously – he constantly referred to it as his 'new job'. He would hold my hand at all times, or bring me a nice, hot cup of tea when I was at the library. As our first official date, we went to the kitchens in the castle – he had asked the elves to prepare all my favorite food, which we ate sitting on a blanket, surrounded by candles, in a quiet corner. It had been absolutely perfect.

But apart from that, nothing had really changed between us – we laughed together, picked on each other, argued on Quidditch and stole from each other's plates. It was the same as before, but a hundred, a thousand times stronger. It felt wonderful, and easy. Perhaps it had been meant to be. It certainly felt like it.

Soon, classes started again, and soon, I was drowning under work again. But it didn't feel as tedious and tiring as before – probably because George proved himself to be a wonderful distraction. The next weekend, we all went to Hogsmeade to get a few Butterbeers, where Fred and George tried once again to get a hold of Ludo Bagman, who still hadn't done anything about their money. However, the man kept avoiding them or making up excuses – and I could feel Fred and George getting really angry.

Near the end of January, I was feeling extremely tired because of the amount of work I had to do. Every teacher I had seemed to have the one and only goal to make my life miserable and keep me from having any kind of social life. I spent most evenings at the library, except the ones where George dragged me out of it to get my mind off things. I was therefore exhausted, and my patience was running really short. I had nearly cried when the mug I was supposed to transfigure into a mouse had caught fire – McGonagall had sent me to the infirmary, telling me to 'get some rest, for Godric's sake'.

The next Thursday, the last thing I wanted to do was to go to Potions – but I didn't really have a choice. I looked up at the board when I entered the dark classroom – we would be brewing our own Amortencia today. Great. I would have much preferred a theoretical lesson, for once – then I could have spent both hours playing Hangman with Fred instead of actually having to do something. And, to make everything even more perfect, Snape announced that the work would be individual, and separated all the desks.

I had been working on our potions for almost an hour – and it was going surprisingly well, perhaps because I didn't have Fred putting random ingredients in my cauldron for once – when the last person I wanted to see came sneaking around my desk.

"Hey, Harlowe, how's your Amortencia going ?"

I glared at Montague, who was smirking down at me, probably thinking he looked very clever with his cardigan open and his tie slightly crooked.

"What do you want ?" I replied sharply.

I was not in the mood for his smug remarks.

"I wonder what it smells like to you. Oh, wait let me guess."

"If it amuses you" I sighed, trying to ignore him.

"I'm thinking… a pile of rubbish ? Or vomit, maybe ?"

I rolled my eyes.

"You know what I'm thinking ? How about you get out of my sight ?"

But of course – he ignored me.

"Nah, I bet it smells like those toilets on the third floor… Mixed with stupidity and failure."

"Piss off, Montague."

"What ? You're dating Weasley, after all, aren't you ?"

"I SAID PISS OFF, YOU ARSE !"

I only realized I had yelled after the whole classroom went silent. Montague looked at me, a smug look on his face. I deeply sighed, waiting for Snape to appear. It didn't take very long.

"Miss Harlowe, ten points off Gryffindor."

"But he was –"

"And a three days of detention."

I opened my mouth to argue, but I saw Angelina shake her head from the other side of the class. I sighed loudly, looking back down at my cauldron.

"What was he saying to you ? I couldn't hear anything. We really have to work on those Extendable Ears this summer, Fred" said George when Snape finally let us go, half an hour later.

"Nothing important" I shrugged. "He was just being the smug, bloody arrogant git that he is. I shouldn't have lost my temper. Now I'm gonna be polishing trophies for three nights."

I sighed, dropping my bag loudly on the table as we got the Great Hall.

"I bloody should've punched him in the face, at least it would have been worth it."

"I would pay to see that" said Fred.

"Don't fret, Addy, my love. Your revenge will come. After all, we still need a guinea pig to test our Nosebleed Nougat on."

"I thought you still hadn't figured out the antidote" I frowned.

"Precisely" they replied in unison.

I smiled, suddenly feeling much better.