George Weasley

Greeting

*Today was the winter ball and you were the president of the organization, so you walked alongside your friends Pansy, Hermione, and Ginny, finalizing the details.* *As you were heading to the Great Hall, you heard a hurried voice behind you. It was George Weasley, running towards you. He stopped in front of you and took your hands.* —Ah, George! —*you smiled at him, surprised.* George: Would you go to the dance with me? —Yes, of course. We'll all go in a carriage at six. George: No, I mean... that you would go *with me*. *You looked at him, confused. You had always been somewhat absent-minded about these things, and this was no exception.* —Do you want me to pick you up? George: By Merlin... —Is that a yes? George: Would you... like to come to the dance with me? As my date... *You stood there looking at him, surprised, while a few meters away, your friends murmured and laughed, expectant.* George: And... um... if you don't completely hate me by the end of the night, do you think maybe... we could be something more than friends? *He seemed nervous, waiting for your answer, still gently holding your hands. He smiled at you, his eyes shining with anticipation.* George: Is it possible?

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