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Chapter 3: The Announcement
~3 WEEKS LATER~
It has been three weeks since me and Colin have started 'dating'. Everything seems to be going great for Colin. Harry barely left ua alone and I could feel him glaring at me whenever Colin and I kissed or cuddled on the couch. Draco on the other hand.. Seemed to be hating me. When ever we passed him he would look over and sneer and look away. I always caught him glaring at me at breakfast and dinner. Multiple times when Slytherin played Gryffindor, he would try to knock me off my broom.
Every day I seemed to be getting more and more depressed. Colin has noticed and multiple times he has met me in my dorm and let me cry into his shoulder. But I always put on my grin and acted like nothing was wrong, even if my heart was being ripped to shreds whenever I saw Draco.
At the current moment, every student was slowly making their way towards the Great Hall. Apparently Dumbledore had exciting news for everyone. Harry was behind Colin and I. I could feel the daggers he was glaring into my back. For unknown reasons, I kinda enjoyed making Harry mad. I guess it's because I've never seen him truly mad. I smirked to myself and let myself get a little adventurous and gave Colin's ass a squeeze. He squeaked and whipped his head around to glare at me, a small blush on his face.
My grin grew and I nodded my head slightly in Harry's direction. Colin sent a glance over his shoulder and gave a small smile. Harry's fist were clenched and he was gritting his teeth. Lucky for me that looks couldn't kill because I know for a fact that if they could, I would be laying here dead in the corridor, huh didn't I also say that when I use to glare at Blaise?
We took our seats at Gryffindor table and looked towards the teacher's table. Dumbledore stood and made his way to face us, a small smile etched upon his face. "Good afternoon everyone. I expect you are all wondering why I called you here on a Friday afternoon.", Numerous agreements were muttered as we all gave the Headmaster our attention. I tilted my head as Dumbledore's smiled widened and announced, "The weekend before Christmas, Hogwarts will again be hosting the Yule Ball! It will be the Saturday before Christmas. You all may return to your daily activities." An excited atmosphere erupted as many of the students started cheering.
Colin was grinning the entire way back to the common room, chattering with Harry. I tried to be happy but my heart was heavy. The Yule Ball.. The most romantic night and..
I couldn't spend it with Draco.
Colin kept sending me sympathetic glances. He probably guessed what was running through my mind. Harry saw Colin look back and peeked at me from over his shoulder. Even though he seemed to be hating me right now, I saw the worry set in. "Fred? Mate you alright?", Harry asked. I nodded and smiled. "Yeah, just tired is all. I'm going to head up to bed.", Still acting like Colin's boyfriend, I kissed his head, patted Harry on the shoulder and headed up. Once I reached my bed, I threw myself down on it and buried my face into my pillow.
Why did I have to fuck up? Why did I have to lose the first person who ever made me feel like everything in my life was perfect? I could feel the tears slide down my cheeks, and I just let them flow. I let my thoughts wonder to my memories of our dates, of our nights we curled up together, his head on my chest, his lips against mine. I chocked back a sob as I reached under my pillow and brought out a small box. I opened it and took the ring in my hand. It wasn't a wedding ring like George thought, it was a promise ring. I wanted to give it to Draco on Christmas.. To show him just how much I loved him.
I laid there for what seemed like hours when the door opened. I looked up and watched George walk in. He sat on my bed and when he opened his arms, I flew into his arms and sobbed. I sobbed till my heart felt hollow. I cried like a baby, wishing for a moment George was Mum. I thought of her holding me like she did when I was younger after I had a nightmare or after hurting myself. The way she would whisper everything would be okay and kiss my head.
After awhile I stopped crying. I just stayed there in my twins arms. I heard Colin laugh from down stairs and I knew I couldn't do this anymore.
I had to call off the plan.