"Well, you did leave me wondering if you were just being nice to a single best friend on Valentine's Day, or if you were trying to make it a date date, so I didn't want to do anything. For pretty much the same reason you haven't done anything. Though when you paid so much for a date for me at the auction -- which I still owe you, don't think you're getting out of it, Mister! -- I kind of figured it was safe to assume that you wouldn't spend 600 galleons just to spend time with your best friend when you can get that for free anytime you want." Alicia hadn't given George any chance to interrupt her as she'd said all that, and now she paused and smiled. "I'd appreciate it," she added, "if you didn't completely break my heart here and now by telling me I was wrong about any of that."
Honestly, this was kind of new territory for her. George was a nice guy. She'd known him since first year, she knew he wasn't anything like the type of men she usually dated. Which is why all of this felt so weird to her: what if she somehow turned him into a jerk? Or something.