The Time for Change: Sequal to "Wolfish Love"
Chapter 1: Fun Times Ahead
A lot has happened within the last year or so. I had joined the Order, been forced into hiding, tricked and tortured by Voldemort himself, lost my lycanthropy to an evil spell(It hurt but it is gone!), and found myself a sexy boyfriend- oh excuse me, Fiancee. Yup, he asked me to marry him about three months ago after I had been saved from Voldemorts clutches.
Anyway, right now I'm sitting on a freezing bench outside of my boyfriend's joke shop Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. It's the start of Winter, and already leaves are beginning to freeze and snap off of the once beautiful trees. I never liked Winter before. Or now. The cold air and annoying snow always ruins the perfect scene that once used to be Spring and Summer. I'm freezing in my thin coat.
My teeth are chattering and my fingers are hopefully only temporarily frozen against my knees. How smart of George, my beau, to ask me to wait outside for him. I'll have to find a way to pay him back. A slap against the head maybe? If I can get my hand unstuck.
I was shot out of my reverie as I heard the familiar jingle jingle of the bell above the shop door. Finally he's here. I turned my head to glare at him for making me wait outside, but he was standing with his arms open wide at the sky with his eyes closed against the wind, a large blithe smile on his face.
I gave him one of my wierd looks and asked, "What are you doing?"
He snapped his eyes open and looked towards me as if he just realized I was there. How sweet of him to finally remember me.
"Oh, sorry Lena-" I interupted him angerly. "Don't you Lena me! I have been sitting out here for..." I glanced at my watch. "30 minutes! I probably have frostbite thanks to you! You better have a good excuse mister or, or, or-" I was abruptly interupted by the familiar sensation of my favorite feeling in the world. George's kiss.
My anger quickly melted, pun not intended, as George put his apology somewhere within the kiss. He pulled away from me after a short while and rubbed his hands up and down my arms at a pathetic attempt to warm me up. The kiss had already done that.
I was still a bit mad at him but I guess I could let it go. After all, who can stay mad at a Weasley boy? Excluding Hermione. I gave a reassuring smile informing him that it was no trouble. He responded by giving me a bear hug and lifting me off the ground while I shouted at him to put me down. He didn't.
He swung me around a few times and laughed at my shouts of unpleasantry. He shouted back at me while still spinning.
"Don't you love Winter Celena?" I shouted back a prompt, "No!" He stopped spinning immediatly and stared at me, shocked at my answer. I stumbled a bit at the sudden stop and tried to stand up straight, feeling the aftershock of the spinning. George just kept staring at me with a surprised expression still planted on his face.
"What? Celena how can you not like Winter? The greatest things happen during Winter. We're getting married in the Winter." Ok. So this statement made me feel a bit bad.
"George it's not like that. It's just that the cold is annoying along with the snow. It gets everywhere and it's hard to walk through. And I don't get why people think it's fun." All throughout my little speech, George's eyebrows had knitted together in slight confusion until I finished when a small grin appeared on his face.
"Celena, Winter is fun! This year I'm going to give you the greatest Winter you have ever experienced. No! The greatest life. Ok?" I had to smile at the boyish look in his eye when he said this. He is so cute.
"Ok." He grinned largely, and hugged me close to his warm, thick jacket-dressed torso.
"Well my dear, I do believe it's time I take you home before Remus beats my arse again for not taking you home on time. I don't think I'll ever be able to sit in a chair the same way again." George rubbed his behind a bit, mocking his pain. I giggled at his ever-funny humour. He always knew how to make me smile.
Instead of taking his hand that he held out for me, I ran directly behind him and jumped on his back. He gave a loud "Umph!" while trying to hold me up. He finally kept balance and started a brisk walk towards the direction of the Leaky Cauldren to stop for a quick Butterbeer.
And while I was bouncing on George's back in turn with George's steps, I couldn't help but let my mind wander. Maybe this will be a most marvelous Winter. But with that last thought I couldn't stop the feeling of dread that was haunting the back of my mind. Maybe it's just the cold kicking in again.
I was surprised out of my thoughts as George jumped high off the ground for a second. I held on strongly for fear of falling, but George still held on tightly. Then the chilled late- afternoon air was severed by my loud raucous laughter. George just grinned at the sound of my amusement and kept on with his walking with me still chuckling happily on his back.
- Hello. Welcome to the sequal. Please leave your shoes by the door and lay back, relax, and enjoy the story. What else am I forgetting? Oh yea! Review Please!
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-Thats about it. Thanks for reading!- Miahammbailey