"Just ask him!" Hermione urges, nudging me toward the boy.
I shake my head aggressively. "No chance, I do not have the confidence to do that, plus I'll get rejected," I argue.
Hermione rolls her eyes. "You will not! Ron says he always talks about you over the summer, and he always glances at you during dinner."
I'm surprised. "Really?" I question.
She nods eagerly, nudging me towards Fred again. This time, I take a deep breath and walk right up to him.
"George," I begin, my heart racing in my chest. "Would you like to go to Honeydukes with me this weekend?"
He gives me a grin. "Well, yeah, I'd love to go. You know, there are all sorts of candies there, and I think I know exactly which one you like."
"Oh, do you?" I say, raising a brow.
"I'm betting on Bertie Bott's Beans," he remarks. When I look astonished he laughs. "Come on, Y/N, it's not like I haven't known you for years. I know all about you, you're a great person!"
George gives me another dashing smile before walking towards his brother. I'm left feeling lightheaded. He knows all about me. Maybe Hermione was right. I smile to myself and continue on.
