*Yule Ball argument*
She didn't get it. He asked her to the Yule Ball, she had said yes and they had gone together. They had a lovely time there and he even kissed her goodnight ON THE LIPS. So she didn't understand why, a week later, he wasn't trying to hold her hand whenever they walked to a lesson or he barely talked to her during meals. Didn't he like her anymore? Did she misread the signs of that night? Did she do something wrong? She was absorted in her own thoughts when a dark-haired boy approached her.
"Belle? Do you have a minute?" he asked. She snapped out of reality and looked at him.
"Hey, Justin! sure, tell me." she said as he sat next to her. They talked and laughed and she didn't notice that Adam was looking at them with a very angry look on his face. He left to Gryffindor's common room, and when she walked in fifteen minutes later, he decided to confront her.
"I can't believe you!" he shouted. She looked at him, confused.
"Excuse me?" she asked.
"You and Justin had a nice time together?" he asked. She glared at him.
"How do you know I was with Justin?" she asked.
"I saw you two talking and laughing in the library." he said.
"You were spying on me?" she asked, incredously.
"Don't be silly, Belle! I just..." he started.
"You just what, Adam? Because if you saw us, it's because you were spying on me." she asked, squinting her eyes.
"That's not the point. The point is... you were with Justin." he said.
"We were talking. So?" she asked.
"So... why were you talking and laughing with another guy?" he asked, indignant.
"I wanted to and he approached me! And it's not like we're dating or something! He was just talking to me!" she snapped.
He sighed, annoyed. "You were flirting with him!" he said. She looked at him, shocked.
"I wasn't! He's my friend's boyfriend, for Merlin's beard! Besides, what if I was flirting with some guy? Why do you care?" she shouted.
"BECAUSE I FANCY YOU, BELLE!" he shouted back. She looked at him, shocked, and for the first time, she was speechless. He sighed.
"I like you... a lot. Probably since the first time we met. And... not like a friend. Like... more." he said, looking down at his shoes.
"Why... why didn't you say anything?" she managed to ask.
"I asked you to the ball, didn't I?" he said. she nodded. "And we kissed." he whispered. She blushed and nodded quickly.
"Then... why have you been avoiding me since then? I thought I had done something wrong and that you didn't like me anymore." she said, looking down to the floor. He went to her and took her hands in his.
"I was an idiot, Belle. I was scared that I had screwed things up after that kiss and that you may not feel the same way about me." he said. She upped her head to him, and to his surprise, her lips crashed into his. It was short and sweet.
"Yes, you're an idiot, Adam Weston. But... I fancy you that way." she said, smiling. He smiled back and kissed her again.