Who’d be most uncomfortable about us making out?” George asked, looking around the room. I started doing it myself, my eyes landing on some Beauxbatons girls.
“Probably Beauxbatons.” I said. “They don’t seem very comfortable whenever we display our affection in the public.”
“Or maybe Ginny.”
“C’mon.” I chuckled. “She’s a child, Georgie. Of course she’d be uncomfortable with seeing her older brother snog his girlfriend.”
“Our bet is on who would be the most uncomfortable. Didn’t say anything about age.” He told me. I rolled my eyes playfully, my eyes landing on Deanne across the room. She was dancing with a guy from Durmstrang.
“Why did she tell me she was going with Fred if she was going with a Durmstrang?”
“Maybe she was messing with you.” George said, spinning me around before pulling me close.
“That would be rude.” I pouted. “I got all worried.”
“I don’t want her to break Fred’s heart.” I said. “She’s always the same. She gets a boyfriend for a few weeks and then she grows tired of them.”
“Aww.” George said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “You’re worried about my brother.”
“Of course I am. Not only is he your brother but he is just like one to me as well.”
“Wouldn’t that mean your brother and your boyfriend has the same face?”
I thought about it for a moment before scrunching my nose in disgust and George let out a laugh. “Do you wanna get out of here?”
“What?” I questioned with a frown, looking up at him. We both stopped dancing and he smiled, shrugging lightly as he grabbed my hand and started pulling me with him.
“We should sneak out of here and get some alone time. It’s not often we can get that in a school with so many students.”
I looked around to see if anyone was watching before I let George lead me out of here. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and I lifted my arm to intertwine out fingers while I hummed along to the music from the Great Hall that got fainted and fainter the longer away we walked.
We walked up in the astronomy tower and without saying a word, George grabbed my hand and spun me around before pulling me close, one hand staying in mine while the other hand went to my waist. I placed mine on his shoulder, staring up at him.
“You’re really tall, you know that?”
“So you keep telling me.” He smiled, pulling me closer and my hand went from his shoulder to around his neck while my other arm went up and around as well. The hand I had been holding when down to my waist and so we stood there, in the astronomy tower, dancing to the faint music from the ball.
“What did you get for Christmas?”
“Mum sent me a poetry book.” I said. “It was from both her and Benjamin. Kathleen gave me a necklace which I’m wearing right now.”
George looked at the necklace around my neck, humming with a slight smile.
“Fred also gave me a book, fiction from the muggle world.” I said. “From Deanne I got a new quill which is very pretty and Ginny actually gave me something as well. She made me a friendship bracelet.”
“The one you’re wearing?” He questioned, running one hand up my arm to his shoulder where he found my wrist and the bracelet with the black pearls apart from one white one.
“And she has one as well but that’s all white with one black pearl.” “My family likes you.” He smiled a “They absolutely adore you.”
“Thankfully they do.” I breathed. “That was one of the most important things about our relationship. That your family liked me and that mine liked you.”
“And your family likes me?” He questioned, moving his hand from my wrist to my jaw. He caressed my cheek for a moment before his hand went back to my waist.
“My mum does. That’s all I really know.”
“Oh, right. My mum sent you a Christmas present as well from her and my dad. What did she give you?”
I smiled, biting my lip gently. “One of the famous Weasley sweaters. My initial on the front and everything.”
“Oh really?” He laughed, leaning down to kiss me. “About time. Maybe now you won’t steal mine.”
“I steal them because they are comfortable and they smell like you.” I said.
George smiled, kissing me again before I pressed my head to his chest, my arms going down around his back, his wrapping around my shoulders.
“I still haven’t given you your present.” He said, placing his chin on the top of my head.
“I know.” I replied. “You said you wanted to give it to me in person instead of it being under the tree.”
“I’ll give it to you later when we go back to the common room.” “Sounds great.” I smiled closing my eyes, while taking a deep breath.
“You know, Lizzie.” George said before lowering his voice into a whisper. “One day I’m gonna marry you.”