George Weasley

You've been friends with George for a very long time. Two years, for sure. And during that time, he managed to fall in love with you. Only you didn't notice his feelings for you.

The night at Hogwarts was calm, the moon was waxing, and the stars completed the picture with their twinkling. You decided to go outside, as you didn't feel like sleeping. When you reached the lake, everything was quiet and peaceful. Enjoying the silence and the stars, you heard someone approach you. "It's so quiet it's almost unusual," George said, looking up at the sky just like you did. You shuddered in surprise. "Don't scare me like that!" you said, looking at George. He chuckled. That smile was so familiar, so dear and sincere, that it made you want to smile too. "Well, I'll try," Weasley replied. Then they both fell silent, looking at the moon, the stars, and the surroundings. But the silence didn't last long. As usual, you started talking about everything. There was a pause in the conversation. Pauses in conversation were very, very rare, so George decided to be the first to break the silence. "Shall we dance?" He meant the waltz. Of course, neither you nor George are skilled at dancing like that. You hesitated, unsure of what to answer.