George's POV
I watched as Arabella's dainty hand twisted to doorknob shut, leaving me with my ginger git of a brother.
"Seriously Freddie?" I huffed, leaning my head in my hands.
"How was I supposed to know I'd be interrupting something?" He threw his hands up in defence, a guilty look on his face. I shot my head up to him and narrowed my eyes.
His eyes widened in response, "Oh- oh shit- was you gonna tell her you-"
"Yes Fred." I gritted through my teeth, his lips curling into a small frown.
I couldn't stop replaying it over in my mind; Arabella looking deeply into my eyes with the piece of jewellery with my initial on hanging from her neck, reminding me that she was all mine.
I was so close to admitting I was in love with her- so close. It felt like the right moment, well it did until Fred barged in. I swear I'm going to end up hexing him one of these days.
"George?" Fred's voice stole my attention, and I looked up at him with a huff.
"Sorry." He mumbled, an innocent smile on his face and pleading eyes, "Come sing on the karaoke thing with me, I'll let you be the lead?"
His offer made me chuckle, and I felt my stern face soften as I let out a final sigh before nodding in agreement. He didn't mean to interrupt, even though he does seem to do it a lot. I couldn't stay mad at him, especially on Christmas.
"Come on then dickhead." I rolled my eyes, standing and heading towards the door.
As Fred swung the door open, muffled music could be heard coming from the living room, and what sounded to be Arabella's voice.
Fred and I both turned to each other, before hurrying down the stairs in unison, not wanting to miss out. The scene in front of us once we reached the bottom of the stairs was quite amusing.
Arabella was currently placing Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny into coordinated spots in the centre of the living room. She mumbled, 'you stand here' and 'you go there' as Hermione and Ginny giggled whilst Ron and Harry groaned.
Dad watched with a chuckle from the sofa, holding Hermione's new polaroid camera in his hands carefully, confirming with Hermione which button to press to take a picture. Mum observed quietly from the table, cleaning it with a smile.
"Right," Arabella beamed, looking rather excited, "You all know this song, so I want to see a lot of enthusiasm, especially from you, posh spice." Arabella teased whilst pointed at Harry.
"Posh who?" Fred laughed, Arabella's head turning to us in surprise.
"Posh spice. We're all spice girls." She smiled widely, automatically causing a smile to appear on my face also.
She composed herself, standing back in her spot at the front, Hermione and Ginny stood either side of her and Harry and Ron looking rather fed up at either end. Fred and I jumped over the back of the sofa, landing at either side of dad, very excited to watch the performance.
Arabella nodded to dad with a grin, him leaning over to the side table and pressing the 'PLAY' button on the machine. The music we had heard from upstairs started once more, and the performance began.
'Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want'
Arabella began, Ginny and Hermione singing along side of her, all three of them holding back giggles. Ron and Harry mumbled the words quietly, looking over at each other with embarrassed faces as they did.
Arabella turned and pointed to Ginny with playful enthusiasm, Ginny going to sing her part.
'If you want my future forget my past'
Arabella sang her part next.
'If you wanna get with me better make it fast'
Hermione sang next but I couldn't even focus as my eyes were drawn to Arabella. I loved to watch her have so much fun. She jumped around playfully, making up little dances with the girls and poking Harry and Ron to sing their parts, being all bossy.
She wasn't being very serious as she sang, but her voice still sounded so angelic. Not many people knew it about Arabella but she was a rather good singer, she just chose to hide it with humour in fear of being embarrassed.
She still sounded amazing though.
She pointed to Ron now, snorting as he sang his part. I knew he would tell Fred and I he hated it afterwards, but I noticed a small smirk on his face as he spoke the words, trying to hide the amusement on his face.
'If you wanna be lover
You gotta get with my friends
Make it last forever
Friendship never ends'
They all sang in unison, the girls dancing around each other as the two boys had seemed to loosen up, chuckling and singing with a bit more enthusiasm as the girls moved around them.
Fred and I laughed uncontrollably, finding the whole performance very impressive but still incredibly funny. Dad couldn't help humming along, bobbing his head in encouragement whilst he snapped some polaroids of the five of them.
My eyes were always focused on Arabella, almost seeming like everything was going in slow motion as I watched her. Her cheeks were glowing and her long hair swaying back and forth. It was like I was hypnotised, completely transfixed on her beauty.
They continued to sing till the end, by which point all five of them were loving it. Harry and Ron were singing at each other, trying to outshine the other one as Hermione, Ginny and Arabella laughed and finished the song in unison.
The music faded and they all stood in front of us panting with wide smiles on their faces, Mum and Dad applauding them as Fred and I whistled and cheered them.
"Thank you, thank you. I'm here all week." Harry smirked, taking a dramatic bow.
Immediately, Fred and I jumped up from the sofa, pestering them for a turn. Everyone fell back onto the sofas and chairs, letting Fred and I perform.
"Belle, what's that song called that me and Fred like?" I asked, leaning down to kiss her forehead with a smile.
"Yeah, that one that we always sing every time we get dr-" Fred began, I quickly coughed loudly to interrupt his sentence, reminding him that mum and dad were in the room.
Arabella giggled, the sound making me melt. She nodded, knowing which song is was before crouching done to the device and using the buttons to find the song we wanted. Fred took the other mic, a smug grin on his face as he looked at me.
She gave us a thumbs up, mouthing 'found it' as she pressed play before sliding onto the sofa next to my dad. She smiled from ear to ear; I knew how much she loved this song, especially when me and Fred sang it.
'Her name is Noelle
I have a dream about her'
I sang, staring at Belle's shy smile as Fred and I danced around dramatically. Dad got up, joining my mum in the kitchen to leave us to have fun with the karaoke machine.
'She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour'
Fred took over, putting on a silly American accent as he sang, making everyone giggle.
'Oh how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks'
I winked at Arabella, feeling as though as I was a rockstar as she played along, fanning her face dramatically.
'But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me'
Fred sang again, beckoning everyone the stand up infront of us, also feeling like a rockstar as he bobbed his head. Man this would good if we still had our long hair.
Everyone laughed, raising to their feet as they acting like a crowd, cheering and dancing as we hopped onto the coffee table for the chorus.
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtag baby'
We sang together, swaying our bodies enthusiastically as the rest of them danced around below us. I made eye contact with Arabella once more, smirking as I leant down towards her. She leaned her head up in response, a sexy look on her face as she parted her lips slightly with a smile.
I carried on singing, a little lower now as my face was inches away from hers. I felt her hot breath against my skin and I closed my eyes with a smile. She leant in to my ear, I continuing to sing along side my brother as I tried not to get distracted.
"I've always wanted to fuck a rockstar." She spoke quietly, smiling against my skin as she planted a singular kiss on my jawline before pulling away with a smirk.
I cleared my throat, slightly messing up the words as I raised my brow at her and a mischievous smirk appeared on my face. She winked, dancing with Hermione as I resumed singing at the top of my lungs, my eyes never leaving hers.
'I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden baby
Come with me Friday don't say maybe'
Fred sang, attempting to put on a high pitched girl voice as I snorted. Then came the outro, which we shouted out, everyone joining it below us.
'Oh yeah, dirtbag
No, she doesn't know what she's missin'
And with that the song faded, Fred and I both panting for breath as we high fived one another, satisfied with our performance. The rest of them cheered, Ron and Harry howling and the girls giggling with applause.
"And that's how it's done." I smirked, taking a little bow before hopping off the table and placing the microphone down.
My hands immediately reached down to wrap around Arabella's waist, lifting her off the ground slightly to plant a kiss on her lips. She smiled against my mouth, moving her lips against mine.
Fred shoved us both playfully, however I ignored him. I continued to kiss Arabella, gripping her tightly with only one arm as I brought the other hand up to stick my middle finger up at Fred. Belle and I both smirked into each others lips, Fred groaning with a laugh.
I eventually brought her feet back to the floor, giving her a few more pecks before finally pulling away. She sighed with a smile, reaching for my hand and interlocking it with her small one.
"Look, it's snowing heavily again!" Hermione spoke, causing everyone's heads to turn towards the window, "Shall we go outside?"
"Good idea love." Ron smiled to her, everyone also nodding in agreement. Ginny headed into the kitchen to let mum and dad know as everyone else started wrapping up in their outdoor gear which hung beside the door.
"Oh shit- I left my new coat from Sirius and Remus upstairs. I'll have to go get it." Arabella sighed.
"Oh okay, I'll come with you. 'wont be long guys." I told everyone, to which they responded with 'okay's and nods. We both headed off upstairs together, hand in hand.
We reached the bedroom, opening the door to be startled by an owl pecking at the window, a tiny scarf wrapped around it's neck. It also had a letter in it's mouth.
It wasn't our owl, or Harry's, and my curiosity began to grow as Belle hurried to the window to let the bird in. It shook it's feathers, before gently dropping the letter into her hands.
"This is Cedric's owl."
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Apologies for the short chapter, I promise a much longer chapter in the next update.
Also I think it's around 1995 or something at this point in the story so I know that these songs weren't out yet but let's just ignore that;)
Thank you for the lovely comments and votes, I really appreciate it and I'll try and get some more chapters down asap for you!