Within Her Soul
Chapter Two

Waking up to Sunday

I opened my eyes. My heart raced faster than it had the night previous. I slowly lifted my head to look sideways- 10:00am? I had slept in that long. I laid back, staring at the white ceiling above me. I could hear the crackle of the fireworks below me; which only meant the shop must have been open. I turned to my side only to find an empty space. Yes, the shop was open.

I stood slowly, running my fingers duly through my hair as I looked at myself through the mirror. My hair was tangled and my bangs were misplaced, Fred's shirt hung off me from the shoulders and covered down past my ass. I turned away and went to the drawer, pulling on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I reached down and pulled on a worn pair of sneakers and walked out into the hallway.

I walked down into the store where over a hundred teenagers were looking around at the goods the twins had for them. I walked to the cashier where George was standing. He gave me a light smirk, motioning me forward.

"You slept in."

"Hush." I grabbed a chart from the desk, looking over at the customers expectantly.

"You're boyfriend is out back." George indicated the storage room. I nodded, gently walking through the doors and shutting them behind me. Fred gave me a wicked grin before lifting me off my feet and giving me a light kiss.

"Good morning, love."

I scoffed, "More like afternoon. Why didn't you wake me?"

Fred set me down, glancing at me while he went through stocks.

"Well you needed it...and you kept talking in your sleep."

I stared at him. "Really?"

He nodded. "What did I say?" I asked worriedly.

Fred froze, his eyes averted from mine. "Mumbling stuff about Malfoy."

I looked away quickly. "Oh."

Fred grabbed my wrist. "Did anything happen with Malfoy while you were at school?"

I stared at him in shock. "What? What are you saying, Fred?"

Fred licked his lips, his grip on my wrist tighter. "Did anything happen with Malfoy." He repeated, his blue eyes piercing mine.

I opened my mouth to respond but George called for Fred to come and help him work the cashier. Fred let go of my arm and stalked past me, his arm roughly smashing against mine as he walked by. Had he seriously not trusted me with Draco? I suppose it was a good reason... I had to tell Fred the truth. No... If he knew what I was, he'd leave me.

I needed to talk to Ginny, she was the one person I trusted more than anything. I walked out of the storage room, walking to the cashier briskly.

"I'm going to the burrow."

Fred looked at me. "Oh?"

I nodded my head. "Molly invited me for lunch, and since you two have the shop to run she supposed you both could stop by for dinner?"

Fred and George nodded in sync. Fred leaned in and gave me a small kiss before I rushed away. I ran to the floo shop and floo'd over to the burrow. Ginny and Molly were sitting at the table, and I was bombarded by warm, comforting hugs when I stepped in.

"Oh dear! It's so nice to see you." Molly smiled brightly at me.

I forced a smile. "It's nice to see you too, Molly."

Ginny gave me a hug, but knew instantly something was wrong. Her eyes told me she wanted to talk but I just shrugged and sat at the table where a sandwich awaited me. I ate slowly, listening to the conversations Molly and Ginny had. After we ate Ginny and I went up to her room, where she locked the door and placed a silencing charm.

"You're not supposed to use magic outside of school." I said as I sat down on her rugged, old bed.

Ginny laughed, "Since when has that stopped us?"

"I suppose."

Ginny stared at me. I looked anywhere but her.

"Is it Fred?"

I shook my head. "No, but he's a part of it."

"Tell me."

I frowned at her. "It'll put you in danger, Gin."

She glared. "I fucking love Harry Potter, my life is already in danger."

I frowned, knowing she was right. If there wa anyone I could tell it was her. "Now what is it?"

I told her. I explained how the previous summer I had the option to become a death eater or watch all that I love die. I said how I had to work closely with Draco ... How much it pained me to have to deal with his intensive apologies every second at school.

"You're a death eater." She said plainly. "You haven't told, Fred ?"

I shook my head in shame. "I want to... But Ginny, what if I do and it puts him in danger? What if I do and he can't accept it?"

Ginny grabbed my wrists, "Tasha, you love him don't you?"

I nodded, looking at her slowly.

"Then you have to tell him."

I nodded, "Fred thinks something went on with Malfoy."

Ginny grimaced. "Tasha...something sort of DID go on with Malfoy."

I shook my head, standing up and looking out the window, watching as the sun began to set.

"But it didn't! I never once went along with his advances, it was only just recent he kissed me, and I shoved him away!"

Ginny was about to respond when Molly called us down for dinner. She gave me a small look of disapproval before opening the door to her bedroom.

"Look, at least tell him about Malfoy. Right now you need him, and frankly he needs you too, Tasha."

As we walked down the stairs I couldn't help feel nauseated at the thought of having to tell Fred about Draco's advances. Once Ginny and I got to the kitchen Molly and Arthur were both already sitting at the table, and Fred and George were just taking off their coats. Fred stared at me for a moment, I thought then he knew something was wrong.

I walked forward cautiously, taking a seat down in between two chairs which would be Fred and George's. Ginny sat across from me and I felt little comfort as she kept staring at me and mouthing words to me.
I heard Fred and George chuckle as they walked Into the room. Fred took a seat, slowly on my left while George took a seat on my right.

I sat there awkwardly, wishing to be anywhere but there. I ate slowly, taking small sips of soup. I felt nauseous. I knew Fred kept glancing at me, which made the whole situation that much worse. Fred had always been so protective of me, however Ginny called it possessive, which I knew wasn't the case. After what Malfoy had did, Fred hasn't left my side once. But now I had to be around Malfoy everyday, and it ate away at me. I wasn't sure if I could hold in the pain anymore. I pushed away the soup, resting my head in my hands.

"Are you alright, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

I nodded. "Yea, I'll be right back." I stood up, walking quickly to the bathroom. I turned the tap on and began to cry. I had to tell Fred. I felt so alone since I left him and now that I'm with him again I feel more alone than ever because I was keeping secrets from him. I knew I had to tell him, what I was doing was morally wrong.

I wiped my eyes of any excess makeup, waited until my eyes became white again, and walked back out the the table. It was now nearing 8 pm, and the others were cleaning up the table. "Are you alright, dear?" asked. "You look rather pale."

I attempted to smile but I faltered "I just don't feel well, Molly. I'm sure I will be alright."

"Fredrick Weasley! Come take care of your girlfriend!"

I looked over to see Fred talking to Ginny. They both looked at me, and I knew she had told him something. My heart started to race, I could feel the red flush in my cheeks. I had to get out. I had to run. No, I didn't. I had to tell him the truth. "It's fine, I'm just going to go upstairs for a bit."

I turned, walking up the stairs into Fred and George's old bedroom. Fred was quick behind me, shutting the door. I turned, looking at him. He seemed upset, and angry... Very angry. His ears were red... His cheeks were red.

Fred looked at me, "What's been going on with Malfoy?"

"Nothing, Fred!"

Fred scoffed. "You can cut the bullshit. Ginny said something happened with Malfoy, I deserve to know!"

I frowned, "I haven't don't anything with him, Fred. Okay? He's made advances towards me and I just shove them off. I honestly do not have feelings like that for him."

"What sort of advances are we talking about here?" His voice was quiet, which I knew was a bad sign.

"Fred-"

"What type of fucking advances, Tasha?!"

"He- he kissed me!"

Fred looked taken aback, he sat down on his old bed and looked at his hands.

"But Fred, I didn't kiss him back! I shoved him away!" I tried to sit next to him but he pushed me away.

"Why would he have that opportunity, Tasha? Had you been hanging around him?"

I forced him to allow me to sit down next to him. "I had to, Fred."

"Why Tasha? Why?"
His voice was very quiet, I could hear the pain in his voice.

"Fred-"

"You tell me you don't have feelings for him, yet you go behind my back and see him, He fucking kissed you and you still didn't tell me until now. Why? Why did you have to see him?"

I snapped. "BECAUSE THEY WOULD HAVE KILLED ME, FRED!"

Fred stared at me. "Who would kill you?"

I stood off the bed, my chest falling and rising rapidly. He deserved to know. But I knew once he found out, he would be in terrible danger, and so would I.

"Tasha." Fred stood behind me, he grabbed my wrist and turned me around. "Who would kill you?"

"Voldemort."