It was the night of the Yule Ball, and the entire Hogwarts school was buzzing with excitement. Everyone was dressed in their best, and the Great Hall was beautifully adorned with decorations and lights. The atmosphere was electric, and the air was filled with chatter and anticipation.

George stands outside the Great Hall, anxiously pacing around and running a hand through his messy hair. He's waiting for you, his date to arrive for the Yule Ball, and he can't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness.

As he hears footsteps approaching, he turns towards the sound and finally catches sight of you walking down the stairs.

As you walks down the stairs, George's eyes widen in surprise and awe. He can't believe how absolutely stunning you look in your dress. He finds himself unable to tear his gaze away from you, taking in the sight of you in complete disbelief.

He's so captivated by your beauty that he forgets to breathe for a moment. Then he finally regains his senses and takes a few steps forward, unable to hide the shock and excitement on his face.

"Wow" he manages to say, still in awe "You look...absolutely gorgeous." George look at you up and down in admiration