You & I (George Weasley)

The One with the Rival Schools.

The thirtieth of October arrived sooner than any of us had thought it would in a blur of classes and homework.

Now however, we had been let out of our last class early since the other schools were arriving tonight.

"Oh it's bloody cold out here tonight." I shivered, pulling my cloak tighter around me.

The whole school was outside, wrapped up warm and patiently waiting for something to happen that would signal that they had arrived.

"They're taking their time, ain't they?" Lee said from beside me, "It'll be Christmas by the time they get here."

"Definitely feels like it," I agreed, confused when everyone started looking up to the sky.

"Woah!" a younger boy from beside me exclaimed and following his finger, I finally saw what everyone else was seeing.

Emerging from the dark clouds, there was a huge horse drawn carriage and my mouth fell open.

It was the same as the one in my dream!

"Look at the size of those horses!" Lee yelled, pulling on my arm harshly, "Silver, look at them!"

"I see them!" I laughed, turning my attention to the twins who had finally come from the common room.

"Well," Fred said while George whistled, "There's something you don't see every day."

I laughed again but it stopped abruptly as my head suddenly began to hurt. As if someone was pounding it with a sledgehammer.

My hand gripped onto Lee's cloak as bursts of images flashed in front of me; scraps of paper, the large goblet again and then finally, Harry which came with a wave of pain so strong that I cried out.

"Amy?" George said quietly and I felt his hand on my back, "Amy, what's wrong?"

As quickly as it started, the pain, the images, everything just stopped and I opened my eyes to see the three of them watching me.

"I'm fine," I whispered, giving them all a weak smile, "I'm fine."

Lee opened his mouth to say something but the surge of students moving had him distracted but while he and Fred disappeared with them, George stayed by my side, his hand still on my back and he watched me.

"What?" I asked, avoiding his gaze.

"Something's wrong."

I couldn't help but smile at him. Out of the two twins, George could read me better than Fred ever could and I opened my mouth to answer, but Ron exclaiming loudly behind us had us turning.

"I can't believe it!" he gushed, pointing to one of the students climbing off of the ship, "It's...Harry it's Viktor Krum!"

I grabbed hold of George's arm as the sea of students pushed past us to try and get a glimpse of the famous Quidditch player but the two of us, we looked at Professor McGonagall who was now standing on the steps to the school.

"Everyone," she called, grabbing our attention, "Everyone, please get inside! The Welcoming Feast will begin shortly!"

Slowly, we all began shuffling indoors, into the Great Hall, where Dumbledore and the other teachers were waiting and our Headmaster had one of the brightest smiles I'd ever seen on his face as he watched us all take seats at our tables.

"I can't believe it," Ron said squeakily as he took a seat across from me, "It's Viktor Krum!"

"For goodness sake," Hermione muttered, "He's just a Quidditch player, Ron."