Everything Angelina was thinking flew out the window when George's hand found its way into her hair. Merlin, did guys know how amazing it felt when they played with their hair? Ang shivered slightly and gently bit down on George's lip. It didn't matter what anyone said right now, there was no doubt in Angelina's mind that this was right. The effect the billywigs had on Angelina was beginning to wear off, only to be replaced by the effect George was having on her. It was all Ang could do to stop herself from crawling into his lap. Pulling away from the kiss, Angelina slid her own hand to the back of George's neck and played with the small amount of hair available. Tilting her head forwards, Angelina rested her head on George's. "If you want," she began, all the while her eyes searching his face.