Title: What Society Demands of Us
Author: dem bones
Genres: Romance/Angst
Summary: All throughout the war, people make decisions and there are reprecussions. All in all, is it the right choice? What defines the right choice?
Warnings: SLASH, Het and Femmeslash
A/N: Written for the twelve chapter story challenge by GinnyLunaBFFs.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Chapter 1: Kissing
"Take care, don't fight, and remember: if you do not choose to lead, you will forever be led by others. Find what scares you, and do it. And you can make a difference, if you choose to do so."
~J. Michael Straczynski
It was a week after Umbridge had banned Quidditch in the twin's sixth year.
"Does it bother you that much?" Fred asked Angelina.
"I don't know why I'm even friends with you."
"Angelina-"
"This was a time I could prove to my parents that I was actually responsible. This was a time my parents could have been proud of me."
"You really think with Umbridge around, it's possible?"
Angelina scowled at him with a sour look on her face.
Fred swept in to give her a kiss.
She attempted to push him away.
"How can you treat this like a game?"
"Angelina-"
"Our relationship, it was just something you did at the spur of the moment wasn't it?"
"That's not true." Fred retorted.
"I don't believe you."
"Angelina, you're not irresponsible at all. You are the smart, crafty and irresistably cute and if your parents can't see that..." Fred said and if that would have been all perhaps their relationship could have lasted. "...then they're as foolish as Umbridge."
"Don't even compare my parents with that woman!" Angelina retorted in an outburst of rage.
"What?"
"My parents are far better then the man you'll ever be. No man insults my parents I don't care how foolish their actions are." Angelina explained. "Fred, you need to grow up."
Fred hurt, walked away. Fred and Angelina were over.
HP
It was upon meeting his twin outside the hospital wing that Fred felt invincible as the two headed to detention.
"So how's Angelina?"
"She about burst the top off her head, she was so mad." Fred said.
"What did you say to her?"
"I don't know. I thought we were doing so well. I guess I might have mentioned that her parents might have been as foolish as Umbridge."
"Tsk, Tsk. What are we going to do with you, Gred?"
"Forge, I really tried to make it work. I guess it was inevitable to happen since Umbridge seems to take pleasure in making our lives a living hell."
"Mum, never did like her."
"Forge, mum doesn't like any girl that she feels threatens her motherly urges."
"True, true." George muttered offhandedly.
"So what are we going to do about Umbridge?"
"Reckon, mum doesn't want to see us expelled." George said.
"If there's one thing I do know, if we allow our family to make our own decisions we'll never grow as adults."
"Why Gred, you almost sound like this relationship with Angelina might have made you grow up."
"What makes you say that?"
"We've always put our dreams aside. Mum, always thought it was foolish that it was a waste of our talents. What if our decisions could impact the world for the better? Merlin knows we need a couple of laughs with Umbridge out and about and with you sulking over your break-up with Angelina."
"I wasn't sulking, Forge."
"Focus, there is a war going on. This isn't the time to be worrying about your breakup."
"Mum, doesn't exactly approve of our ambitions."
"We're full grown wizards, so we can take the brunt of our own actions. Mum might be furious with us for Merlin knows how long, but wouldn't it be worth it if we were something the Wizarding World could be proud of."
"You're right." Fred said.
"Of course I am."
"Girls who need them."
