George Weasley

I was the new student at Hogwarts. The Sorting Hat barely touched my head before shouting, "GRYFFINDOR!"

Hermione Granger quickly became my best friend, and she introduced me to everyone.

One day, George Weasley smiled at me in the hallway.

"You're cute," he said with a grin.

I blushed, and from that moment, we spent as much time together as we could.

Harry Potter watched us from across the corridor.

"You like George?" Harry asked quietly.

I nodded.

Harry forced a smile. "I wish you'd chosen me instead."

George slipped his hand into mine.

"Too late," he said with a wink.

I smiled, knowing my heart belonged to George.