Made for ash-luvgirl02's 1 Character, 1 Prompt Challenge! Enjoy!

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Molly always said I was stubborn and hard headed. I preferred to call it persistence. I never gave up. Ever. So when a new challenge came my way, I gladly accepted it. This time was no exception.

It was the summer between my sixth and seventh year at Hogwarts and I had absolutely nothing to do. I was bored out of my mind. Fabian was off with some girl (summer romance, yuck) and Molly was always out in the yard, tending to her stupid chickens and what not. She didn't even want to play Quidditch anymore.

So I spent most of my days just sitting in the living room, pondering life and eating chocolate frogs, wishing stupid Fabian would not have a girlfriend.

Dad noticed what a sorry sight I was and presented me a challenge. He had always been fascinated with muggles and muggle studies. He had suggested I tried to build something muggle, without magic. I didn't know if I could succeed. I always got poor grades in muggle studies.

After a while, I figured I had nothing to lose. The next day, Dad came by after work with long pieces of wood, screw drivers, screws, and book entitled 'how to build a shed'.

My brow furrowed as I read the book. The cover was of a big and beautiful shed surrounded by green fields and pretty gardens.

"Figured you could build it for Molly," my dad said, "She sure loves her garden and those chickens."

I got to work right away. At first I had to build this foundation. That took me forever to do. First I had to dig four perfect squares and pour rocks into them, next I had to haul four huge cement blocks from the house all the way the backyard and put them in the holes. I hadn't even started building and I was already exhausted.

I headed back into the house to grab some water when I noticed my brother was there, with Marlene McKinnon.

"Fancy seeing you here," I said to my brother, "Come here often?"

He just rolled his eyes, "Shut up, Gideon." He then turned to Marlene, "Marlene, this is my twin brother, Gideon. Gideon, this is Marlene."

I nodded, "We've met."

"We had Herbology together," she said.

I downed the glass of water in two gulps and got myself another one.

"What are you doing out there?" he asked, noticing my sweat drenched shirt and my thirstiness.

"Building a shed."

"Building a shed?" he asked, eyebrows raised. He knew how bad I was with all things muggle.

"Building a shed." I left it at that.

I went back out. I couldn't fathom how Molly could stay out there all day in the heat. I was sweating like a pig and she was just slightly humming, tending to her garden. On top of that, she was fourteen-year-old girl; I was a sixteen-year-old boy. I didn't show how weak I was in front of her. As if she paid attention anyways.

As it grew to nightfall I realized I loved working in the night, it was much cooler. I brought out a lamp so that I could see. It was really nice and much more bearable. I was building the support system when Marlene walked out. I hadn't realized she was still here.

"What are you building a shed for?" she asked.

"No reason. Boredom," I said, shrugging.

I sawed the wood into long planks while she just watched.

"You're setting up the support systems wrong," she said after some time, "The distances between the blocks needs to be less. It'll collapse if you do it that far apart." She said.

I raised my eyebrows. "How would you know that?"

"I've built a shed before," she said, crossing her arms.

"Why did you build a shed?"

"I'm muggle-born." She said, "My dad and I have built sheds before."

I double checked the book. Huh, looks like I was setting it up wrong.

"Wow, you're right. Thanks," I said and returned to the shed.

We were out there for about an hour more. We didn't really talk much. It was nice to have company, though.

She was there the next day, too. She was playing with one of Molly's chickens in the backyard and I was in the kitchen with Fabian, looking out into the garden.

"So why have you suddenly decided to start brining your girlfriend over here?" I asked.

He snorted, "Girlfriend? Please, don't be ridiculous."

"Wait, she's not your girlfriend? Then why have you been seeing her so much?" I glanced out the window again; she was feeding the chickens with Molly. Molly had grown very fond of Marlene already.

"Well if you'd listen at all, you'd know that next year-"

"-You're going to be head boy!" I groaned, "You haven't shut up about since the moment you got that letter."

He sighed, "Well she's going to be head girl. So we've been meeting to discuss the next year and such. And we decided to start coming here because her parents are going on a month long vacation. Mum, being Mum of course, offered for her to stay here." He then started with the best impression of Mum I've ever heard, "Oh, going to her aunt's? Nonsense! Fabian is over every day anyways, she could just stay with us! My dear daughter, Molly has a bunk bed in her room, we'd be delighted to have her!"

I laughed. He's not generally a funny guy, but he's great with impressions. "So she's staying here for a whole month?" I asked.

He sighed and knocked my head, "You don't have a lot going on up there now, do you?"

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"Head girl, eh?" I asked, screwing in a plank on my shed, peering over at Marlene who was barely visible in the night.

She nodded, "Yep."

"It's a lot of responsibility to take on," I said.

"I know," she said simply.

"I, for one, could not take it. I prefer not having responsibility. Makes life much simpler. I just do my own thing, worry about myself," I said.

She laughed, "Are you sure you're not a Slytherin?"

I rolled my eyes, "I didn't mean it like that. I'd gladly help others, I'm not selfish or anything. I'm just horribly lazy, and wouldn't want to deal with being a prefect or head boy."

She raised her eyebrows, "You're lazy? You've been doing nothing but working on this shed. That isn't laziness."

I shrugged, "Eh, I was just bored. Usually I spend it playing Quidditch with Molly and Fabian, but Molly is too absorbed with her chickens and garden and Fabien with head boy duties. My dad proposed me this challenge, and I took it on."

"Sounds like a plan." She said, biting into her apple she had brought out.

"Where are you parents going?" I asked, trying to strike up conversation. It was nice having someone tot talk to.

"America," she said. "That's where they met. They're going to renew their wedding vows."

"And they just left you?" I asked, staring in disbelief.

"Yea, I guess so. I was supposed to go with my aunt in Germany. Thankfully that didn't happen."

"You don't like your aunt?"

She laughed, "She's absolutely crazy. She was entirely convinced that I was her dead kneazle the last time I visited her! She refused to refer to me as anything but 'fluffy'"

I laughed, "That's pretty bad."

This became a nightly routine for us. I decided that it would best to work on the shed when the sun went down, as it was cooler. Plus, I was one that could sleep in until noon and her and Fabian needed to work on head boy and girl stuff during the day. Anyways, every night she came out with me. We would work and talk. Actually, let me correct that. I worked whilst she talked. I didn't mind it, though. It was nice having some company.

Fabian did not seem delighted.

"What are you doing spending so much time together?" he asked me one day in the kitchen. This became our regular meeting place.

I shrugged, "She's cool. We like to talk."

I swear, he thought I was going to corrupt her mind or something. Hanging with me wouldn't make her a bad head girl.

He narrowed his eyes "Well I don't want you to get any 'ideas' or anything, alright?"

I stared at him, "Really, Fabian? Really. I don't see the problem with us just hanging out casually."

"Well 'hanging out' might distract her from her head girl duties!"

I groaned, "And she has all day for that! Besides you go to bed at like, 8," I said, and grabbed handful of popcorn.

"Hmph. 8:30 actually. I just don't want you to be a bad influence."

"Whatever. It's summer; I'm bored, she's bored. And in case you didn't know, she's living here for the next month. Might as well have some fun. I mean, you haven't even wanted to play Quidditch since you've been around more!" I said.

"Well, those are kid games."

"Since when? We played it just last year, you're one of the greater beaters on the team! You're not telling me that you're quitting, are you?" I asked, now getting off my bed.

I looked at my brother. It was like looking in a mirror.

"I won't have time for that, now."

I scoffed, "Nonsense! The head boy last year, Arnold I think his name was, was seeker for Ravenclaw!"

"Well, I'm afraid I don't have any interest in that anymore." He said, and marched out of the room with his nose held high. Stupid prick. What happened to him?

Sure, we had always been opposites, I was the troublemaker and he was the goody good. But we were the perfect balance! Best of friends! Yin and yang! This dumb 'head boy' thing had gotten to his head.

"Are you and Fabian close?" Marlene asked that night I was working. She rarely asked me questions. There was a slight breeze out and it felt really nice. It was full moon; I didn't even need a lantern.

I sighed and grabbed a wrench, "I thought we were. But being head boy is getting to his head already, and school hasn't even started. I knew this was going to happen."

She was lying down on the grass and gazing at the beauty of the moon. Her blond hair was a mess in the green grass. It looked soft, like a cloud. "I'm sure it'll pass," she said and shrugged.

She grabbed some popcorn from the bowl that was besides her and threw it in the air to catch it in her mouth. We had discovered our mutual obsession for popcorn a few nights okay. Since then we always have of some when we're together.

"You don't know my brother. It can only get worse. He has some kind of obsession over having authority."

"I do too know your brother, he was at my house almost every day for a month! He's just excited. It will pass with time."

I laughed, "I've been with him since we were born. Scratch that, since in the womb. I've learned a thing or two about Fabian in that time. I swear, he would never let it go when he got beater for the Quidditch team in third year. He literally tormented me! He wouldn't shut up about it until I got Seeker fourth year."

She laughed, "He really did?"

"He really did" I said and smiled, "Do you play Quidditch?" I asked.

"Oh no! Not at all. Brooms hate me." She said.

"Any muggle sports?"

"Well, I used to play basketball when I was younger. But I quit."

I vaguely remembered basketball being mentioned by my day. It was kind of like Quidditch, putting balls through hoops, but obviously they didn't fly. I think there was one buried in the attic somewhere.

"Wh'd you quit?"

"Well, with going to Hogwarts and everything I don't really have the time," she said as she shrugged.

I checked my watch. 10:30. I stopped and lay on the grass besides her, looking up at the sky. That was the nice part about living in the middle of nowhere, the stars were so bright. I grabbed some popcorn.

"These stars are so beautiful," she said.

"I know. When I was younger I used to come out here everyday and watch the sunset, and then watch the stars come out. Molly came out with me sometimes, Fabian just thought it was a waste of time," I said.

"I wish I could see the stars like this where I live. I live in the city; you can hardly see any lights."

"It's so peaceful. It's nice to know that even when everything in your life isn't going exactly the way it was planned, the stars will always be there. They'll be there and shine beautifully every night for you."

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