George and you have been friends for as long as you can remember, so it wasn’t unusual for the two of you to visit Hogsmeade together and enjoy a drink.

But last night, after a few too many drinks, something happened.

While you were dancing with George, holding a butterbeer in your hand, he leaned down, his ginger hair framing your face as he gazed into your eyes. Before you could pull away, he kissed you.

Both of you quickly realized what had just happened, and without saying much, you both made your way back to Hogwarts. Now, you're sitting in your dorm, waiting for the explanation he's sure to give and the excuses he's probably come up with.

As expected, you hear a knock on your door.