"Hey what are you up to?" I asked him as I sat down on the ground beside him in the library. He set his book down and frowned at me.
"Trying to get some peace and quiet." He sighed frustrated. I smiled apologetically at him.
"I know when to take a hint." I said standing up, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back down beside him.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped like that." He said kissing my hand gently. I smiled and shrugged.
"It's fine, I know how much stress you're under." I said laying me head on his shoulder.
"Doesn't mean I should have snapped like that. I felt like Hermione too be honest." He chuckled.
"And what's wrong with that might I ask?" Hermione snapped as she walked into the aisle, Ron in tote.
"Nothing Mione." Harry smiled. Hermione crossed her arms and stared at him.
"What happened now?" He asked her.
"That evil toad is taking kids and questioning them trying to figure out about the DA." She said sitting down.
"And no one who is part of the DA will tell anyone." Harry said, I nodded in agreement.
"Harry's right Hermione, no one would risk the rest of us to save their own skin." Ron said finally speaking.
"I suppose." Hermione said chewing on her lip.
"Has anyone seen Ginny lately?" I asked. They looked at me curiously then thought about it. The three looked at each other for the answer and they concluded that it was a 'no'.
"Oh, I thought you of all people would want to keep an eye on her Ron, considering…" I trailed off smirking slightly.
"Considering, what?" Ron asked confused.
"Why since she's been dating Michael Corner." I smiled. His face turned white then red, finishing off with a deep purple as he stormed out of the library in search of his little sister.
"Amelia what'd you have to go and do that for!" Hermione said running after him, so he wouldn't do anything to get him expelled, or sent to Azkaban. I just laughed at her retreating figure and turned to Harry.
"Why did you do that?" He asked confused.
"So I can do this and not hear them complain." I said kissing him softly. When I pulled away he smiled.
"That sounds reasonable enough.' He said kissing me again. A few books behind us fell making us pull away quickly.
"Sorry didn't mean to interrupt." A dreamy voice said from the other side of the bookcase. We peered inside the small hole and saw wide blue eyes staring at us.
"Luna what are you doing in the Restricted Section?" I asked, slightly irritated that she interrupted a good, and rare moment. We heard the light clinking of her butterbeer cork necklace hit her new necklace, and seashell one, as she skipped over to us. When she came into view, she had the usual dreaminess about her, her airy walk made me wonder how she could still be so calm and serene what with the upcoming war, that's when I realized Luna wasn't like normal girls, or normal people for that matter. She was so good, but yet so strong, the wrong doings in her life had made her kind, it showed in her blue dreamy eyes. She smiled and sat down beside us.
"I was looking for a book." She smiled. I had to fight the eye roll that threatened to make itself known whenever she talked.
"I figured that much, but you're not supposed to be back here unless you have permission. If Madam Pince catches you, she'll go mad." I said trying to get rid of her.
"Oh, but I do have a note." She said holding up the parchment. I leaned back on my arms and stared at the ceiling, she wasn't going to leave us alone. She and Harry began to talk, I sat there thinking of ways to get rid of her nicely, then when they started on a new topic I secretly hoped a pile of books would fall on me.
"Oh hey Harry!" A voice shouted. I threw my arms in the air and fell back on the floor.
"Un-freaking-believable." I moaned. Fred Weasley walked down the aisle, his girlfriend Charlotte, and his twin brother George in tow. I covered my face and bit back my scream of irritation. George leaned on the bookcase near me and threw his usual smirk my way. I just covered my face again and prayed a pile of books would everyone else now.
"Sounds good." I heard Harry say, I hadn't been listening to what he and Fred were talking about. I sat up and watched Harry stand up. I gave him a confused look when he looked back down at me.
"I'll be right back. Wait for me in the common room?" He said, helping me up. I sighed.
"Fine." I said, he gave me a quick kiss, smiled reassuringly, and walked away with Fred and Charlotte. Luna seemed to have slipped away already, leaving George and I alone in the aisle. He smirked at me again; I rolled my eyes and held my hand up for him to not talk.
"I don't want to hear it George." I said walking away from him.
"I haven't said anything yet." He laughed following after me.
"Exactly, that's why I'm stopping you now." I said walking within a group of girls that were Hufflepuffs.
"At least hear me out." He said following after me in the group, making the girls giggle when he winked at them.
"No." I said turning down a random corridor, he was so distracted by the girls he nearly missed that I wasn't there anymore.
"But why not?" He asked catching up to me.
"I'm dating your little brother's best friend. Don't you think it would cause some family conflict if I broke up with him to date you?" I asked him, he just shrugged.
"Ron will get over it." He said.
"And Harry, I can't do that to him." I said stopping and facing him finally.
"He doesn't love you. Not like I do." He said gently touching my hand. I pulled away instantly in case someone was watching.
"He loves me George." I said crossing my arms.
"So he's finally told you it then?" George asked, even though he already knew the answer. It was true Harry hadn't said that he loved me yet, but I knew he did, he didn't have to say it.
"Not in so many words, no." I said walking again.
"Then why won't you ditch him for someone that really loves you?" He asked me. A few tears began to call from my eyes.
"Like who, you?! You claim to love me, when you chase after other girls in the process. Why should I believe you love me more than Harry does, when you can't even stick to one girl? How many other girls have you told that you loved, only to have been broken hearted and torn to pieces when you got what you wanted and just chucked them in the bin like yesterday's rubbish? You use them and when you get bored you move on. I've heard the stories George, I'm not an idiot. You only want what you can't have." I said nearly shouting it to him, we were stopped again. He didn't say anything, so I just walked away from him. I wiped my eyes as I entered the common room. I sat in one of the giant squashy maroon chairs by the fire, pulling my knees up to my chest, and wrapping my arms around my legs. I took slow deep breaths trying to concentrate on anything but my fight with George and how right he was, about it all. I heard Harry's voice drift from the portrait hole, along with Fred's. I looked towards the window as if I was day dreaming, but secretly I was trying to calm myself more so Harry wouldn't notice how upset I was.
"I think that all just might work." Harry said, his voice was nearer, I knew he was going to beside me any second. I saw my reflection; it was nearly back to normal I could just pass off as if I were tired. I looked up at him and saw George was with them too. Fred, Charlotte, and George sat on the sofa, I stood up so Harry could sit while I curled up on his lap. He wrapped his arms around me in a hug and it made me feel ten times better.
"Are you okay? He asked concerned. He held my head gently in his hands so that I was facing him.
"I'm fine, just tired is all." I said smiling.
"You look like you've been crying." He said. He dropped his hands and took mine his, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of my hand. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Fred look at George, while he hid his face in his hands.
"NO I've just been rubbing my eyes trying to stay awake." I lied. He let it go and everything seemed to relax. I laid my head on his shoulder, and he laid his on mine. Fred and George started to talk amongst themselves, since Charlotte left for bed. George and I's conversation started to gnaw at my brain again. On subject in particular stuck out the most.
"Harry, do you love me?" I asked him quietly, so only he could hear me. He seemed taken aback by this; he pulled away and looked at me. With his face so serious and his eyes locked with mine, he said it.
"Amelia I have, do, and always will love you." He said it loud enough that both Fred and George stopped talking. I smiled and kissed him. When we pulled away from each other we both looked up in time to see George throw something into the fire, then storm upstairs.
"What's wrong with George?" Harry asked Fred. Fred clanked at me then to Harry.
"He's been chasing after this girl for a while, he talked to her tonight, but she just turned him down. I told him it wasn't a good idea to begin with since she already has a boyfriend, but he wouldn't listen to me since he's been in love with her for two years now." Fred said, not once looking at me.
"Who is it?" Harry asked him, my eyes shot instantly to Fred's.
"You wouldn't know her." He said coolly.
"So why did he just get mad now?" Harry asked. I begged him in my head to let it drop.
"Well the bloke she's with doesn't really love her like George loves her. He probably told her he loves her only once. Well when she and George talked today she said George uses girls, doesn't really love her, and all sorts of other terrible things." He broke off to finally look at me, I glared at him. "But since she's just going off rumors, and you know George; he doesn't date often, he may be a flirt but it's in the Weasley blood, even if it seems to have skipped Ron, but he's a really good guy and would treat her right. So he's just frustrated that she won't understand any of that. You agree with him, don't you Harry?" He asked, his smirk staying well hidden, but appearing only slightly in the corner of his mouth.
"Well yeah, I mean George is a great guy and she obviously doesn't know too well since she doesn't know that George is really a nice guy, he is the nicer one of you both, no offense." He chuckled. Fred just smiled and looked at me.
"What about you Amelia, you've been quiet this whole time; do you have anything to say?" Fred asked me. I ground my teeth together and fought the urge to jinx him.
"Well the girl has a right to whomever she wants. Sure George is a really great guy, but I'm sure the guy she's with now is also a great guy, and despite the fact that he's told her he loves her only once, I'm sure she already knew that he loved her and she didn't need to hear it." I said in a voice that was my most nonchalant. Fred just rolled his eyes and leaned back.
"You would side with the girl." Harry chuckled. I sighed and shook my head.
"If you knew who she was then you'd agree with me too." I said.
"You know who she is?" He asked me. Fred rolled his head to the side looking at me as he lounged back on the couch, he smirked at me and his danced with humor. I looked away from him and back to Harry.
"I do, yes." I said calmly.
"Well who is it?" He asked me. Fred leaned forward eager to hear my answer.
"You don't know her." I said.
"How do you know her then?" Harry asked confused.
"Fred showed her to me." I said throwing a glare at him as he held his sides from holding in his laughter, something that Harry was oblivious to.
"What house is she in?" He asked me.
"Hufflepuff." I said without a second though.
"Even though she has the personality of a Slytherin." Fred added, through his laughs.
"What's funny?" Harry asked finally noticing him laughing at the situation.
"Nothing, he's being ridiculous." I said giving him a death glare. He quieted down some, but I could see the laughs threatening to break free.
"I'm going to bed." I said suddenly. I walked over to the girls' staircase, Harry following. I gave him a quick kiss and turned to go up the steps. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to him.
"I love you." He said softly with a small smile gracing his lips.
"I love you too." I smiled, he kissed me, but it felt different than the others used to feel. I pulled away and hugged him. Fred met my gaze and gave me a look that made me hate him more than George, because he made me question Harry and I's relationship now, too.