Maybe I Can Get Him Back
Chapter 4
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Fred Weasley X OC
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A/N: yes, I know, this one is short, but hey, I gave you guys a really sweet flashback sooooo, yeah.
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story. The characters belong to the lovely J.K Rowling, the songs, and lyrics belong to the amazing Avril Lavigne, and the idea belongs to the brilliant Anna Louisa. The only thing I own is my own character Brianna 'Bree' Valentino. Hope you like it!
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Recap: "I can't believe Seamus did that." Harry said, shaking his head slightly. "Yeah, and I thought he was a good guy." Ron added. / "Alright then." Bree started. "Time to continue with our regularly scheduled programme." They turned to look at Bree again as she smiled. "He made me trust again." She whispered, taking the guitar from Fred.
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"This one is called Naked." Bree said, smiling slightly at them.
"I wake up in the morning
Put on my face
The one that's gonna get me
Through another day
Doesn't really matter
How I feel inside
'Cause life is like a game sometimes
But then you came around me
The walls just disappeared
Nothing to surround me
And keep me from my fears
I'm unprotected
See how I've opened up
Oh, you've made me trust"
Hermione zoomed the camera in on Bree's face, which had a wide smile. Fred, who was sitting behind Hermione and the others with George, was watching Bree intently. Bree had never really opened up very much until her third year, which was when Fred had invited her to the Burrow for the first time. When she had told him about her parents one night in the Summer, Fred had known that Bree trusted him.
Flashback:
They hadn't been able to sleep that night, and had both snuck out of their rooms to get a drink, only to run into each other. Fred had decided to show Bree the small lake that was a few miles away from the Burrow. Only he knew that it was there, he had never even told George, as it was where he would go to cool off in those rare times they would fight.
He and Bree had ended up laying near the water in the softest patch of grass they could find, staring up at the stars and talking. "I sometimes feel like my parents favor the others over me." Fred had whispered, not looking at Bree. "I mean, I know that mum and dad love me, I really do, but sometimes its kind of hard to believe." Bree glanced at him for a moment before sitting up. "Fred." She started, staring at him for a moment. "They don't favor your brothers over you." She said, smiling at him. "Sure they don't approve of you and George's joke shop idea, but they still love you no matter what." Fred smiled at her and sat up as well.
Biting her lip, Bree looked at Fred for a moment before looking out at the lake. "My parents don't really care for me much." She said quietly. "They never did. I turned out a huge dissapointment to them." Fred was staring at her silently. "Doesn't matter I guess, they weren't really around that often in the first place. They left all of that up to our house elves." She turned to look at Fred, a small smile on her face. "Never told this to anybody before." He noticed the tears in Bree's eyes and smiled at her softly. "Hey, you don't have to worry about that, you've got us Weasley's, there's enough of us to be with you all the time. Even enough to annoy 'ya." Bree giggled. "Thanks Fred." She replied, leaning into him.
Fred smiled as this memory came back to him. He felt terrible now for breaking up with Bree. She had trusted him so much, and he probably ruined that trust. 'I'm sorry.' He thought.
"Because I've never felt like this before
I'm naked
Around you
Does it show?
You see right through me
And I can't hide
I'm naked
Around you
And it feels so right"
"Wow." Ginny commented quietly. "You really did love this guy, don't you?" She added, looking Bree. "Yeah, I really do." She replied, not even bothering to say did. Bree couldn't lie to herself, even if it had hurt when Fred had broken up with her. She still loved him, sure, she had gone through the different stages of a breakup. Sadness, denial, anger, regret, confusion, even hatred for Fred, but she still loved him, he was, at least she believed, her soul-mate. Nothing would change that. She continued to sing again, smile still on her face.
"I'm trying to remember
Why I was afraid
To be myself and let the
Covers fall away
I guess I never had someone like you
To help me, to help me fit
In my skin"
This was one of the most honest lines in the song. Bree had never really been her real self untill her fourth year, which was when she started to chage her hair a lot (something she had always wanted to do), and started to be a bit more of a rebel. 'I don't know why I didn't do it sooner,' she thought. Bree had never felt comftorable in her skin. Sure, people would say that it was normal for a girl of her age, but that wasn't true. It wasn't true because Bree hadn't ever felt comftorable in her life. Never thought of her self as anything other then the child her parents didn't want. But that was before she had someone like Fred. Someone she could talk to, tell everything to, and she had.
"I never felt like this before
I'm naked
Around you
Does it show?
You see right through me
And I can't hide
I'm naked
Around you
And it feels so right
I'm naked
Oh oh yeah
Does it show?
Yeah, I'm naked
Oh oh, yeah yeah
I'm so naked around you
And I can't hide
You're gonna (you're gonna) see right through, baby
you're gonna see right through,
i'm so naked around you,
and i can't hide,
you're gonna see right through, baby""
There were claps once again throughout the room. "That was a really sweet one." Hermione commented. Bree smiled at her and nodded. "Thanks 'Mione." She replied gratefully. "So one more song I guess." Bree added, thinking for a moment. "He's the only one I'd be with untill the end." She said, starting to play her guitar.
