"Cassi! Wait up," Cassiopeia's best friend Rose called out to her as she walked to the library. They had been best friends since they had met on their first train to Hogwarts, and Cassiopeia had been worried that they wouldn't stay friends after Rose had been sorted into Gryffindor, but her fears quickly went away when they began to hang out in the library a few days a few days later.

"Hey Rose, what's up," she asked the Gryffindor that was practically jumping up and down with excitement. Cassiopeia had told her the challenge she had set up for one George Weasley, and she had been ecstatic ever since.

"So? How did it go? Have you talked to him yet," Rose rushed out excitedly, and if she hadn't been used it, Cassiopeia wouldn't have any clue what Rose was saying. Cassiopeia chuckled but continued to walk to the library. When she noticed that Rose was beginning to look frustrated at her for not answering, Cassiopeia spoke.

"Nothing has happened. We haven't talked yet," Cassiopeia said, a small smile on her face.

"Do you think he'll cave? Or cheat for that matter," Rose asked, her speaking having slowed down, and her face now looking more curious then excited.

"Well, he did say he liked a challenge. And the way we act with each other in class and the halls has me feeling that he won't cave. I think he likes the chase. And he won't cheat either; you Gryffindors are too good for that," Cassiopeia winked at Rose, which earned her a small shove.

"You're seventeen now, are you going to enter in the Tournament," Rose asked after a few seconds of silence, changing the subject. Cassiopeia could hear the slight worry in Rose's voice, which squashed all thoughts of planning on entering. She decided to play it off as if she wasn't going to enter at all.

"As much as I love to have money and glory," Cassiopeia said sarcastically, "I don't think so. Not only am I nowhere near brave enough or strong enough for it, my parents would bloody kill me before I even put my quill to the paper. I heard him say he was going to though," Cassiopeia's face fell slightly and Rose could tell that she was worried.

"I like him a lot Rose. I don't know what I would do if he got hurt," Cassiopeia's broke a little as she tried to fight back tears and images of George lying on the ground dead.

"He doesn't even know your name Cassi. Can you really hope for a relationship, a good relationship, with him?"

"I'm not really worried about that. I care about him and he cares about me-."

"How are you so sure that he cares about you," Rose asked, cutting Cassiopeia off. Cassiopeia glared at her before answering her question.

"His eyes. They can say so much about what he's feeling. That's how I know. I need to go study, I'll see you later," Cassi ended the conversation there and walked towards the library, doubt beginning to set into the back of her mind.

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George instinctively placed himself so that he would be sitting across from her at dinner. He loved the view that he saw. He could see her smiling face and bright violet eyes as she joked with her friends. He had to fight a sigh at the sight of her when Dumbledore called for attention at the feast.

"I would like to welcome Durmstrang of Bulgaria," Duumbledore's voice rang out in the hall when all of a sudden the ground began to shake. Everyone looked at the floor to see what was happening when the students of Durmstrang came through the large wooden doors of the Great Hall. Most of them were broad-shouldered and hairy and George had to hold in his laughter at the sight of them as they slammed large staffs and stomped down the center of the hall. When Viktor Krum stepped through last with their headmaster the entire hall fell into awe and whispers and George laughed really hard when he saw the look on Ron's face at the sight of his hero. George elbowed Fred to show him Ron's face which caused Fred to snicker. Fred then looked at his wand and George nodded, knowing exactly what Fred was thinking. Fred lifted his wand at Ron's face and whispered a spelled that would conjure handkerchiefs. Ron spluttered as his he was attacked by the handkerchiefs and glared at the twins.

"Sorry Ronniekins, you had a bit of slobber at the sight of Krum," Fred said and the group that had seen what had happened busted out laughing. Ron turned a nice shade of red out of anger and embarrassment but just turned around to face the front of the hall again. Dumbledore announced Beaux Batons School of Magic and everyone turned to the doors again as the female students came out. More like danced out. All of the boy's eyes went to the girls' bottoms as they danced down the center. All of them, except George. He immediately locked eyes with her as everyone else watched Beaux Batons performance. Time seemed to have slowed down as they silently conversed with each other. Soon the feast was over and George ran to go talk to her.

"So when are we going on our date," he asked her as he wrapped an arm around her waist. She cocked an eyebrow at his actions, but didn't remove it.

"How about the first Hogsmeade weekend? It has to be at night and in the Astrology tower," she told him, the next clue on the tip of her tongue. She smiled as he leaned his head in close to her ear. She could feel his warm breath hit her neck as he spoke.

"Do I get my clue now or later," he whispered to her.

"Made of stars," she told him then pulled out of his arm and walked away, waving good bye without looking back at him.

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"I got my next clue Gred," George said excitedly as he ran into their dorm and began to take off his uniform to get ready for bed. Fred and Lee were in the middle of getting their pajamas on as well when George had crashed through the door. Fred sat down on his bed, a huge grin on his face from his brother's excitement.

"Really? What is it," Lee asked as he got comfortable on his bed as well.

"Mad of stars," George said wistfully, and Fred and Lee laughed at the far-away look on his face.

"Hmm, so she's a queen made of stars. Sounds hot," Fred joked as he wiggled his eyebrows and George pushed him as he moved to sit down on his bed.

"She is gorgeous. And she seems really thoughtful and kind. I'm surprised that she's in Slytherin," George felt happy and light-hearted at the thought of her, so he didn't notice Fred's face turn serious.

"Watch your back twin. If she's in Slytherin, she's in there for a reason. And you and I both know what they are capable of," Fred said, his voice grave with worry for his other half.

"She's different though. I can feel it, literally. Whenever we touch or when I look into her eyes I get a shock through my system. I may not know her name, but I know what I feel," George replied stubbornly as he got under his covers mumbling good night to his dorm mates. Fred looked at Lee who just shrugged and followed suit. Fred was the last one and sighed out of worry. He knew something was going to happen this year, and he had a feeling it was tied to that girl. George wasn't really bothered about anything that night as his dreams were filled with violet eyes.

A/N: I know, a short chapter. But please review, I love hearing from you guys! They make super-duper happy!