Okay, this picks up exactly where the last chapter leaves off (= I appreciate people helping me with my spelling and grammar because I miss most of it when I edit! This chapter is really short, and is pretty bad, but I like the end and I figured I should post something today! I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!
"We should probably bring you to your room." He said standing up with me in his arms.
"NO!" I cried clinging to him.
"Magz, You'll get in trouble! You can't stay here!" George complained in a whisper.
"I don't care!" I said, jumping out of his arms and sitting in a ball on the floor, "I don't want to be alone!"
"Magz?" Harry's voice questioned from the door way.
"Please don't make me go! Please! I need to stay! Please Harry." I said and ran into his hug. I think he melted a little bit.
" Magz, this is ridiculous! But…yes, I'm not going to kick you out." Harry mumbled. I smiled sadly. The tears were gone now and I didn't want them to come back. "You can sleep in my bed, I'll go down to the common room." He pulled me out of his hug and held me at arms length. "You better be your usual over happy self tomorrow, you hear me? And don't think your getting out of telling us what the hell is wrong." He said kindly, kissing my forehead lightly and grabbing a cover out of the closet before heading down stairs.
"Harry said I can stay." I told George who obviously already knew. He just sighed.
"I just hope you don't get into trouble for this love." He whispered hugging me and kissing me on the cheek before we both got into bed and fell asleep.
"GEORGE!" I called in a sing song voice as I skipped out of the bathroom. I had stolen his oversized grey quiddich sweatshirt, along with a pair of think black sweat pants that had to be rolled up ten times to even remotely fit. Oh, the joys of Saturdays. "GEORGE! Get your lazy bum up! Today is a new day! No more crying, no more laying around! It's time for us to get up and on with our lives." I said in the same singsong voice while I jumped on top of his sleeping body, trying to shake him awake.
"MMMM! Go away….I'm tired." HE groaned tiredly into his pillow and tried to swat at me blindly with his hand.
"Come on George! Today is a great day! It's snowing again! Hey, I might even be nice to Fred today! You never know!" I sang, standing up and flopping down on the bed next to him.
"Why must you torture me love?" George said, turning to face me with a 'why do I put up with you' expression.
"Eh, I don't know. It has to be because I love you so much I'm sure." I jumped up, pinching his cheek and pulling the covers off his bed.
"Okay, okay, I'm up!" He said, lazily standing up and giving me a sour look.
"Good! Now you go get a shower, while I go wake up Harry. Your just lucky that I woke Fred up first mister. I'll be down in the common room if you need me." I smiled, pushing his unwilling body into the bathroom and closing the door in his face. "LOVE YOU!" I screamed before slamming the door and charging down the steps to the common room. I checked the clock that was by the fire. Six thirty, perfect.
"HARRY! GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS!" I sang when I saw the sleeping form on the couch.
He protested with an angry groan. "What time is it?" He opened his eyes lazily, glaring at me.
"Time for you to wake up Mr. Potter. We have a big day ahead of us!" I sang again, skipping around the couch until he sat up unwillingly. "Good. Now go get ready. You have exactly ten minutes before we leave."
"Where are we going?" A very refreshed and awake looking George came barreling down the steps.
"You'll find out in exactly eight minutes. See Harry. Your already wasting time. You better go because in eight minutes I'm coming to get you ready or not!" I warned, plopping down on the couch next to George. Harry disappeared after that.
"So you can't even tell your best mate where we're going?…and are they my clothes?"
"CRAP!" I nearly screamed and ran quickly to my room. I threw open my closet and grabbed out a pair of purple skinny jeans and leaving on George's oversized sweater. I threw open the doors to Georges room and tossed his sweat pants on his bed before heading back down to the common rooms.
"COME ON HARRY! WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" I called, pulling George, Ron, and even Fred up to come stand with me by the common room doors to wait for Harry. I grabbed a big picnic basket that I had packed earlier with loads of food for out all day picnic at black lake.
"Late for what?" A very groggy Lee came pacing down the steps. In that moment three things happened. 1~ I tensed up causing 2~ George to put his arm around me and 3~ Fred to stride over to Lee and punch him in the face.
"FRED!" Harry, Ron, and George, screamed in surprise, not knowing why he would punch one of his best friends in the face. It then occurred to me that I told Fred that Lee was the reason I was crying. Lee stumbled backwards and fell and Fred left him there. Fred turned around and starred at me for a minute. I was a little shocked for about three minutes but then came to my senses enough to mouth 'thank you.'