{The Next Day}

~George POV~

I Decided To Go To The Quidditch Stadium And Kinda Just Relax.

Okay...To Try And Forget That The Girl Of My Dreams Is With Someone Else.(R.I.P.)

When I Got There, I Noticed Someone Was Already There.

I walked closer to see who it was.

The Person Seemed To Be Reading A Book, Or...Wait, Going Through A Photo Album?

Wait...h/c Hair, Small Frame, And Going Through A Photo Album. I Thought y/n Was At The Yule Ball.

I Went Over To Her.

"Hey." I Said.

She Jumped, Transforming Into Her Cat Form For A Second Then Back.

When She Saw Me She Looked Surprised.

"George, What Are You Doing Here?" She Asked.

"I Usually Come Out Here To Think." I Said."I Thought You'd Be Inside With Your Date."

"Date?" y/n Said With A Laugh."What Makes You Think I'd Have A Date?"

"Well..." I Said Kind Climbing Over The Seat Next To Her Then Sitting Down."I Saw You With Viktor Krum, It Looked Like You Were On A Date."

"No, I Was Setting Up A Date For Him And Hermine, He Needed Help Asking Her To The Yule Ball." y/n Said.

I Stayed Quiet For A Moment.

"...I Just Feel Stupid Now." I Said."Why Are You Out Here?"

"To Be Honest, Trying To Understand What Fred Was Talking About Yesterday." y/n Said.

"You Talked To Fred Yesterday? What Did He Say?" I Asked Honestly Scared Of Her Answer.

"He Has This Crazy Idea That You Have Feelings For Me And That You Were Jealous Of Krum. He Said If I Didn't Believe Him To Come Out Here." She Said.

"Yeah, That's...That's Crazy." I Said Knowing My Worst Fear Had Just Been Realized.

I Picked Up One Of Her Albums And Turned A Couple Pages In Silence. I Stopped On A Page With A Photo From 3 Years Ago, y/n, Fred, And I Had Taken It At Hogsmeade. Mine And Fred's Figures Kept Making Faces And Joking Gestures Behind y/n's Figure's Head Who Seemed To Be Ignoring It.

"You Know, Fred And I Were Actually Doing That When The Photo Was Taken." I Said.

"Yeah, I Chose To Ignore It." She Said.

I Smiled At Her. Why Did Fred Have To Tell Her?

"What's That Look For?" y/n Asked.

"It's Nothing, I Just Kinda Missed Talking To You." I Said.

"You're So Weird." She Said.

"Yeah, Well, That's Why You're Friends With Me, Isn't It?" I Said.

"Yeah." She Said.

She Looked At Me. I Considered Whether Or Not I Should Tell Her That Fred Wasn't Joking.

"George, You Seem On Edge." She Said."Is Everything Alright?"

"Uh, Yeah, Just Realizing I Had A Chance To Ask Someone To Yule Ball And Didn't." I Said.

"Just Because Everyone Else's At The Yule Ball Doesn't Mean It's All That." y/n Said.

I Gave A Laugh.

"You Wanna Know Something?" I Said.

"Sure." She Said.

"Fred Wasn't Joking When He Told You." I Said.

"What?" y/n Said.

"When He Told You...That I Like You And That I Was Jealous Of Krum, It Wasn't A Joke Or A Lie." I Said.

y/n Gave Me A Shocked Look.

"I-I Can't Tell If You're Joking Or Serious Right Now." She Said, She Looked Unsure.

"...I'm Being Serious." I Said Realizing My Mistake Of Telling Her.

y/n Stared At Me In Silence.

"I Shouldn't Have Told You. That Was A Mistake, I'm Sorry." I Said Starting To Leave.

"No, No, No." y/n Said Taking My Hand, Stopping Me From Leaving."It Wasn't A Mistake...I-I Like You Too."

"Then Why Did You Think Fred Saying That I Liked You Was Crazy?" I Asked.

"You're Popular And I'm The Black Sheep Of Hogwarts." She Said.(This May Not Be Cannon But, As The Jokesters They Are/Were, Fred And George Were Popular At Hogwarts.)

"That's Why I Like You. You're A Bit Of An Oddball And I Like That." I Said.

y/n Smiled At Me.

"Do You Mind If I Kiss You?" I Asked Sheepishly.

"I Don't Mind." She Said.

I Kissed Her Without Hesitation.

{The Next Day}

~Your POV~

I Woke Up And Yawned. My Room Is In A Weird Place. There's A Small Opening Above Dumbledore's Chair, There's A Small Tunnel, Then There's An Old Room That I Converted To My Room.

I Sat Up And Noticed Something Laying Next To Me. It Was Wrapped In Brown Paper And It Was Wrapped Messily Like Someone Was In A Hurry. The Tag Read 'To: y/n, From: Fred&George'.

"Why Is This Next To Me?" I Wondered Aloud.

I Opened It. There Was A Note. A Necklace Fell Out Of The Note, It Was The Necklace From My Book. 'y/n, I Recognized The Necklace From Your Book, George And I Had Found It When We Were Kids In The Woods, We Never Realized It Had Belonged To The l/ns. -Fred'.