The Bachelor
A/N: Hey guys! So this is the second chapter.
Chapter 2
Instantly memories of George Weasley flash into my mind and I can't pull from them.
"Oh, bloody hell, go UP!" I cry in frustration.
"Isn't that a bit rash coming from a lady as lovely as you?"
I turn around and see a red haired boy. He has someone next to him who looks exactly like him.
"It isn't a bit rash coming from her. You should hear her normally," Lauren says.
The two boys laugh.
They both have red hair that is a tad too long, brown eyes, they are about a head taller than Lauren and I and have freckles dusted across their nose.
They are pretty good looking.
"I'm Fred Weasley and this is George Weasley," Fred introduces. I can tell Lauren likes him by the look in her eye when Fred shakes her hand. George shakes my hand and our eyes meet. I blush and look away. Then Fred shakes my hand and George shakes Lauren's.
"Here, let me help you," George says and lifts my trunk onto the train.
I smile sheepishly.
"Thanks."
"No prob," he grins.
We all board the train and find an empty compartment.
We lug our stuff inside and Fred and George put our trunks up onto the racks.
The train starts to move and Lauren and I grin at each other.
Our dream is finally coming true.
I smile at the memory of our first meeting.
Fred, George, Lauren and I hope into the boats. It wobbles and I flip over the boat into the water.
"HELP!" I screech as I feel cold water seep through my robe and clothes. I feel warm hands grip me and pull me out of the water, shivering. I look up and green orbs meet brown orbs.
"CLAUDI! ARE YOU BLOODY OKAY!" I look and feel Lauren hug me to death.
"You thank George if anything," I murmur.
"Thank you, George," I say and give him a quick kiss on the cheek. Ten hours to get to know someone is enough to thank them like that.
"It's okay," he says and grins.
"Claudi, can I talk to you?" George asks me nervously.
"Yeah, sure," I reply, chucking my favourite book – 'Quidditch Through the Ages' on the couch.
I follow him outside and out to a hill upon the black lake.
"What did you want to talk about?" I ask.
"Well, we're in fourth year, and I kinda have… I kinda have," he stutters.
"What do you have?" I ask softly, butterflies flying around in stomach, dreading the answer.
"I have feelings for you," he whispers.
"Oh no. George, what if we end up hating each other?" I say, tears in my voice.
"But, does it have to always end badly?" he asks, brushing a stray bit of hair from my face and moving his hand to my cheek. I place my hand over his.
"I just don't want it to end badly," I say, my voice breaking.
"What if it doesn't?" he asks me in barely a whisper.
"It usually does," I say, taking a deep breath.
He moves in towards me and I move towards him. Our lips are inches from each other.
"I'm sorry," I whisper and run from him.
Down the hill, across the Quidditch Pitch, tears streaming down my face, my ponytail flying out behind me, my robes slowing me.
"Are you okay?" Oliver Wood shouts after me.
I wave my hand behind me.
I run through the corridors and have the unfortunate fate of bumping into someone.
"Sorry," I mutter and get up to keep running.
"Miss Estelle, are you okay?" Professor McGonagall asks me.
"Yes, thank you," I mutter and keep running.
"Miss Estelle!" she shouts after me but I ignore her.
"Password dear? Oh, are you alright Claudia?" the Fat Lady asks me.
"Billywigs. Yes, I'm fine," I mutter and burst into the Common Room and upstairs.
"CLAUDIA!" I hear people shout after me.
I throw myself onto my bed and start to sob my heart out.
"Claudi?"
I turn around and Lauren's peeking around.
She rushes over to me and just hugs me.
She understands.
She knows.
A few small tears fall from my face.
"I was so silly," I mutter, a sympathetic laugh escaping my lips.
"George Weasley, stop it!" I shout as he pushes me up against a wall in the deserted dark corridors of Hogwarts.
I think I know what he's about to do. But I don't want him to. I do want him to though. What if it doesn't have to end badly? What if it opens up something new?
"Just don't jinx me into oblivion," he says and before I know it, he's pressed his lips to mine.
I react quickly, replying. I let him kiss me. I feel the fiery passion between us. All the anger, hatred that we've had over the years, love, affection, wanting, longing, chemistry and most of all, passion in our first kiss together. It's the end of fifth year and we'll be spending the holidays together. How is this going to go down? I ask myself.
I break my lips from his, my body regretting it.
"Will you, Claudia Estelle, go out with me?" he asks me, resting his forehead on mine.
"Yes, I think I have to now," I grin.
"Good," he replies and kisses me once more.
I start to cry as I remember him. The feel of him, the taste of him, just everything about him.
"Have you seen George?" I shout as Lauren and Fred.
"No, why?" Fred asks me.
"I can't find him!" I shout back.
"Well, let's go and look at the Marauders Map," Lauren suggests.
We go up and look. Nothing. I start to panic.
We all run down to the Great Hall.
"Miss Estelle, Miss Estelle and Mr Weasley, Professor Dumbledore wants to see you in his office," Professor McGonagall says, her old eyes looking sad.
"What's wrong?" I ask her.
"It's not my position to tell you," she says and nudges us forward in the direction of Dumbledore's office.
We all walk up there.
"Ahhh, children, take a seat. Yes Mr Weasley, you may have a Liquorice Snap, but do mind that they are actually quite a snappy bunch," Dumbledore says, his old eyes twinkling.
Fred and Lauren each have a generous handful of Liquorice Snaps.
"Now, children, George is missing," Dumbledore says slowly.
My jaw drops and my heart stops.
"WHAT?!" I squeal.
"He is missing," he says again slowly.
I stand up and walk down the stairs. I cry. I shudder. I collapse onto the ground. I instantly dive into a memory when he told me that he liked me back in year 4.
'It doesn't always have to end badly,' he had said to me.
I start to cry even harder. I run out of the castle and out to the black lake where I broke his heart. I cry even harder if that's even possible.
"Claudia? What's wrong?" Katie Bell asks me, coming into view.
"Nothing. I ermmmm, kind of failed my Potions Assignment," I lie easily.
"Don't worry. Snape's a dick. I'm gonna go tell Wood okay? Are you right here by yourself?" she asks me.
I nod and she wonders off.
It takes a while before Fed and Lauren reach me. But when they do, I feel too broken to care.
'It doesn't always have to end badly.'
"No. Stop it!" I scream.
I cry hard. Of course it has to end badly! I fly into the small forest and sit down. I swear I see a flash of red.
"George?" I ask.
Nothing. I see a figure running towards me and I freak out.
I mount my broom and fly from the forest and to The Burrow.
"Hi Mrs Weasley!" I say, trying to be cheerful as I walk in.
"Hello deary!" she responds and hands me a nice plate of homemade party pies.
"Thanks," I grin.
"What's wrong, honey?" she asks me.
"Just thinking about George," I reply.
"It's okay, honey. We'll find him," she says.
How can she stay so strong?
I finish my plate of party pies.
"I need to go or Lauren will crack it at me," I say.
"See you, honey," she says.
"See ya!" I shout behind me as I take off towards our house.
A/N: How was it? Was is descriptive enough? Which was your favourite memory? Mine was the one when she was in fourth year.
Wow, that was a long chapter, I guess I kept writing :)
Anyway, sorry about the delay. My computer stuffed up -_-
I'll see when I can get the next chapter up :)
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