For a moment I thought of what to say.

"You are so cheesy." I smiled. I know, I should've said something more meaningful but I'm not that great when it comes to cheesy confessions.

"I'm serious." he stated.

"I know. I am too." I chuckled. He did too.

"You're not mad?"

"No...Why would I be mad?"

"Cause I love you." As he said this he looked down at his feet.

"You can't help it. I know that."I whispered, hesitantly placing my hand on top of his. He just looked at our hands and smiled.

"You know, we've got O.W.L's in six weeks."

"Oh joy." I cheered, sarcastically.

"My thoughts exactly." We just sat there talking about exams, which ones we were sure to fail and stuff like that. I checked my watch.

"We should go back before Fred decides to be Fred again." I smiled.

"We should."

"Georgie...What is going on in that devious little mind of yours?" I asked, giving him my best evil look.

"One, my mind is not little and two, I have an amzing idea that I need loads of help with." he went on.

"Go on..." I urged. The perfect way to get away from the bad is to start some good... or funny... or evil.

"Well. First I need an accomplice who is just as evil as me..."

"Yes.. you got one. Now who will we be pranking?"

"Every Hogwarts student and some teachers, hopefully." He stated.

"Really?" I asked.

"But of course." he answered.

"Ok, what's the plan."

"Giant food fight." he said. I smiled, deviously.

"When and where?" I asked.

"Tonight, after dinner, with dessert. And Great Hall obviously." he said it as though I was stupid.

"Ok. Well we don't need much planning. I'll start it off with me throwing a bit of cake at you, but I'll miss and hit whoever's next to you."

"Yes, very believable. You have no aim."

"I'll ignore the last comment." I stated, quickly.

"So...I think we'll be able to do it, then. Dinner starts in... ten minutes. Let's go!" he roared.

"Race you." I suggested.

"You sure? I will beat you."

"George, I've always been faster then you." I smiled.

"We'll see."

"Fine. On your marks, get set."

"GO!" he roared.

"Cheater!" I called after him. I was running as fast as I could. By the time we reached the castle we were even and we were running side by side. I decided to take my chances and overtake him. I was well-ahead  of him. I ran into Fred.

"Hey Fred!" I called when I was ten feet away from him.

"There you are."

"Can't stop. Race. Georgie. Great Hall." I panted. He looked confused.

"Becs! I'm still gonna win." I heard George shout.

"In your dreams!" I shouted back. I carried on running. He was gaining on me, though. Soon, George caught up with me. He ran ahead. We were almost there. George was ahead. I leaped and touched the floor of the Great Hall before him.

"I so won that." George panted.

"No. I did." We walked to the Gryffindor table and sat opposite eachother. He winked at me and we dug in to our calm dinner. Dessert would, hopefully, be a very different story. Eventually, Fred hobbled in.

"What was that all about?" He demanded.

"I told you, it was a race." I explained.

"Who won?"

"I did." Me and George said at the same time. We burst out laughing. Suddenly, the plates infront of us changed to delicous goodies and treats. George nodded, ever so slightly, at me.

"I whooped your ass, Becs."

"No you didn't." I said picking up a handful of chocolate cake and lobbing it at George, or attempting to lob it at George. George was right, I had no aim. I ended up hitting Lee Jordan straight in the face. He picked up some pie and threw it at me. I squealed.

I went to pick up some more when, I saw that Fred had some choclate mousse smeared all over his face. I looked round to see George smirking.

"You. Git." Fred said. I just laughed. Fred threw some fruit at him. Somebody else had threw something at George as well because the fruit collided with something pink and splashed all over his face. I looked to my right and there was Angelina grinning away. I thought George was gonna throw some back but he poured some cold custard over my head. I screamed.

"FOOD FIGHT!" Malfoy bellowed from across the room. That was all that needed to be said before the entire hall was filled with nothing but flying dessert. I looked past all the flying food towards the teacher's table, all the teachers, apart from Snape, were throwing bits of food at eachother. I laughed. I got down on the floor, avoiding everything that flew, and crawled into the corner. I was closely followed by George. He had five icing-covered cupcakes on a plate.

"Please don't." I pleaded.

"I wasn't gonna." He said over the noise and handed me a cupcake. I thanked him. I didn't plan on eating it though. I smashed the face into his face.

"What was that?" he asked, wiping his face.

"Payback for the custard incident." I said, simply. He ran his finger along the top of the cupcake and plopped his finger onto my nose. I giggled. I planned to throw another two cupcakes at him but he grabbed my wrists.

"No way, love." he protested.

"Let me go!" I cried.

"Never!" He shouted. I laughed. I managed to move my wrists around but I only managed to scoot my way closer to him.

Our faces were merely inches apart. I could feel his breath on my face. I looked into his emerald green eyes and just stared. He loosened his grip on my wrists. I had an idea. I leaned in, he released my wrists completly and closed his eyes, but when are faces could get no closer without touching, I shoved the two cupcakes onto his face.

"You. Are. Eeeevil." He said.

"Get over it!" I laughed. We were still really close. I didn't move away, neither did he. He grabbed my waist. "Georgie.." I whispered.

"Don't fight it." Before I had time to process this, our lips met.

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