A/N: Alright, we had a couple complaints on the grammar, spelling and general plot of the stories. Now, I felt really bad. This chapter could've been posted several days ago, but Abbye (chms-Panther) and I (Black Serpentine) took several days to edit, grammar check, spell check and try to make it our best. I'm sorry if something slipped past our eyes. Thanks for all your support!
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Cupcake-Chms-Serpentine
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"So...how's Abbye?" Julie asked drawing out the 'so'.
"Getting frustrated." Abbye said, growling and stormed out.
"She won't listen to me when I tell her she needs to loosen up." George said, exasperatedly, when he heard Julie gasp. "What?" George asked.
"You did not tell her to loosen up."
"Was that a bad idea?" He asked scratching the back of his head sheepishly.
"Bad idea? Bad idea?" Julie exclaimed, "It's like asking to be killed."
"Why?" He asked, "She's really smart, why is she letting that eat her up?"
Julie sat down on the bed, "Abbye...she succeeds at everything. She's not used to failure."
"Well, she's all tense. If she would just calm down, I could definitely help her." George's cheeks started to turn red, like his hair , "Do you know how I could get her to calm down some?"
Julie thought for a bit, "Well usually she's the calmest right after lunch. You know when you sometimes get that feeling? Mid-day...nothing to do?"
I mean is there anything I could try and do now?" He asked, "She seems to be really upset."
"Just apologize, make her feel like she's your world." Julie said, and George nodded and took his leave.
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As Abbye stormed out of the tent she saw Parker kicking some rocks, obviously venting some girl problems.
"You okay?" Abbye asked, concerned.
"Not really..." Parker sighed dramatically.
"Anything I can do to help?" She offered trying to get her mind off Animagus blowup.
"Well," Parker plopped down on a rock, "Tell me about Rachel."
"One: Don't annoy her. She doesn't usually get mad, just severely annoyed-"
"Looks like I need to attend summer school." Parker groaned dropping his head into his hands.
"What happened?" She asked sympathetically, sitting down next to him.
"I don't really know! She was still 'annoyed' at me about yesterday!"
"She can be a little protective of her younger sisters, and If you haven't figured it out I can be over emotional." She smiled. "Just think of me as a community therapist."
"Therapist?" Parker asked confused, "What's that?"
Abbye laughed a little, having forgotten that he was pure-blood. "It's a person who you can vent your problems to and they wouldn't judge you."
"Oh," Parker stared off into space, looking at the sky before looking back at Abbye, "What am I supposed to say?"
"I just mean if you ever want to talk, I'm here." She smiled, "I wont judge you. Don't give up hope on Rachel. She'll come around, eventually. I promise."
"Really? But I really don't want her to be mad at me, I'm afraid for my life. Is there any way to speed it up? Just a little?" Parker begged, slightly daunted by the task that had been set before him.
"Just try apologizing." She offered, "She can be very stubborn."
"I did!" He remarked sounding offended.
"We're you being serious, or just saying it so she'd forgive you?"
Parker sighed, "Some of each."
"Just try and make her feel like you care, and what ever you do, do NOT tell her calm down. Bad idea"
Parker got up and smiled, "Thanks for your help."
"Anytime...at least you listen. Unlike some people." She muttered under her breath and headed back to the tent.
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Alex walked deeper into the forest, and suddenly walked into a clearing. There he saw Rachel...fishing?
"Hey, what's up?"
Alex stopped, startled. 'What the he -'
"Yeah, you walk too loud, heard you a mile away." Rachel said with her back still facing Alex.
"Okay then..." Alex walked to the edge of the water and sat down. There was silence for a while.
"What brings you out here?" Rachel asked.
"Girl trouble."
Rachel set down her fishing pole and looked at Alex straight in the eye, "You didn't hurt her did you?"
"Who?" Alex asked confused
"Julie!"
"Oh! I think she hurt me more..." Alex mumbled under his breath while rubbing his toe where Julie stepped on it.
"Okay, what did you do?" Rachel questioned Alex.
"Nothing!" Alex said quickly
Rachel grabbed the front of his shirt "What. Did. You. Do?"
"Called her sexy." He mumbled.
"What?" Rachel asked, bewildered.
"I'm sorry okay? I didn't think she'd react the way she did."
"It's not really your fault..." Rachel paused, "...just bad history."
"Oh, I'm guessing she's been hurt before?" He asked, knowing his past about other girls.
Rachel forced a smile "No." She said shortly.
"Cut the lies." He pleaded. "Just tell me something I can do to get her to forgive me."
"I'm not lying. Chocolates?" Rachel suggested, and with that, she picked up her fishing pole and left the clearing.
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The girls were in the tent and refused to come out and talk to the guys.
"What are we supposed to do now?" Alex asked
"I don't know." George sighed, "Have any of them been nice to either of you today?"
Alex and Parker stared at George, "Yeah." They answered together.
"Really?" He asked astonished, "Me too!"
"Who?" Parker asked.
"Julie." George sighed, "What about you?"
"Abbye for me..." Parker looked at Alex "You?"
"Rachel...we have to find gifts for them...don't you think?" Alex said absentmindedly.
"Flowers!" George suddenly exclaimed.
"What?" Alex and Parker asked at the same time.
George sighed, at his friends who were having blonde moments. "Flowers? We can give them flowers as gifts?"
"That's a great idea!" Alex stopped "But where are we supposed to get flowers?"
Parker slapped Alex across the head "We're in a forest! There has got to be flowers somewhere!"
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"Flowers, eh?" Julie said to her sisters.
"I hate flowers..." Rachel sneered.
"I think it's romantic!" Abbye exclaimed.
"How are they going to know what flowers to get us?" Rachel asked.
"If they really know us, they're going to get the right ones."
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"Holy Merlin." Parker whispered, while Alex and George just stared in shock.
In front of them lay a mammoth field of flowers, filled to the brim with an assortment of every flower imaginable. There was a plethora of flowers across the field, ranging from daises to roses to tulips.
"How are we going to find the right flowers?" George asked
"Well first we have to figure out what flowers to give them." Alex said "But what flowers?"
"We could base it on their personalities." Parker suggested.
"Great idea!" George exclaimed, "I'll start on Abbye, she's explosive, sweet, a little emotional, she seems to be the type to be really romantic." He smiled.
"Roses." Alex and Parker said simply.
"Now Rachel, she's...violent, protective, more tomboyish, sort of goes with the flow..." Alex and George thought for a bit.
"Daisies?" George suggested.
"I like that!" Parker nodded.
"Julie's...more girlish, sorta flirty, the first girl that didn't fall for me..." George and Parker cleared their throats "...that I like? Sorta?" Alex finished. A long pause followed his statement.
"Tulips!" Parker suddenly exclaimed.
"That would definitely work." Alex smiled, "But now what color of the flowers?"
"Well, Julie's more pure...white?" George suggested.
"That's smart." He smiled, "Rachel is easy, I think there are only white daises in the meadow."
"Now Abbye..." George thought for a while, "I know! Yellow!"
"Why yellow?" Parker asked, "Don't most girls want red roses?"
"She's a ball of sunshine, always happy and kind…" He smiled, knowing a secret meaning while getting sappy looks from Alex and Parker.
"True." Both boys agreed nonetheless.
"Now if this doesn't work how will we get them to forgive us?" Alex asked.
"Tell them our true feelings about them?" George suggested.
"That may work in your case...Abbye actually likes you." Parker sighed. "Rachel won't give me the time of day."
"Rachel?" Alex asked, "Julie probably hates me."
"She doesn't hate you." George said. "She just thinks that all you go for is looks."
"She called me a sexist pig." Alex mumbled under his breath.
"At least you didn't practically ask her to murder you." George sighed, "C'mon we better get back to camp." Parker and Alex looked at George funnily.
"What?" George asked, confused.
"The flowers?" Alex asked.
"I'm turning into a moron." He laughed, and the boys started collecting the flowers.
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Parker stared at the flower in his hands, it was red, probably one of few in the field. In a haste of spontaneous stupidity, he ripped up the flower and hurried up to catch up with his friends.
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"Where in the world have they gone off too?" Abbye asked in frustration, "I want to get this Animagus thing figured out." She fumed, secretly hiding that she was slightly worried about a certain redhead.
Julie and Rachel were sitting on a log listening to Abbye's concerns. She was pacing back and forth in front of her sisters, a concerned look plastered on her face.
"Can you stop pacing? My head is getting dizzy." Julie complained.
"Be nice, Julie." Rachel said, groaning at the thought of the bickering that was about to start.
"I just want to get it figured out, and I'm kind of worried about them. What if Death Eaters showed up?" Abbye asked, worry struck all over her face.
"Abbye? You're going to be fine!" Julie yawned.
"Well you know how I am! I freak out easily." She reminded her sister, "And I meant attack them, not us!"
"Chillax! Okay?" Julie said.
"I can't help the fact I'm worried!" She snapped. There was a moment of silence, "Sorry Jules, I'm trying not to have a freak out."
"It's understandable." Julie smiled.
Abbye slumped down beside her sisters. "Where's a chill pill when I need one?" She laughed.
Julie snorted "Glad to know you can still joke."
Abbye looked baffled, "You expect me of all people to lose there since of humor? Come on Jules, I'd still have a since of humor if I was on my death bed."
"Uh huh..." Julie drawled.
"Oh, come on we all know I'm the funny one. I'd make the perfect clown, I have the bushy red hair and the big ole feet. All I need is a big red nose."
"And a sense of humor..." Rachel added.
"See my point!" She sighed. "Only thing I'd ever be any good at."
"Oh Abbye...is that why you're obsessing?" Julie asked, concerned,"Because, I've heard that George is head over heels for you!"
"You would know this how?" Abbye questioned, ignoring Julie's previous statement.
"Oh don't deny it! And avoid it!"
"He's a sweet guy and all..." She trailed off.
"But?" Julie asked.
"I just don't want to get hurt anymore." Abbye sighed, "Every guy treats me like a plastic bag. They can use me, and then when they're done with me, they throw me out."
"You've dated twice." Julie deadpanned.
"But, there have been several that just lead me on.,"
"Abbye...that's the problem!" Julie exclaimed.
"What did I do?" Abbye asked in confusion, "Rachel, you wanna back me up on this?"
Rachel sighed crossing her arms across her chest, "Listen, if it were my choice, I'd say lets not interact with them at all. We live a life on the run, the more people who know, the more likely the chance that they'd find us!"
"Everyone deserves at least one chance?" Abbye argued, determined to get her point across. "And what did you mean Julie?"
"You can't have every single guy that likes you date you!" Julie sighed "You gotta learn to reject!"
"I've only dated twice!" Abbye bellowed.
Julie looked taken aback, "Is she PMSing?" Julie asked Rachel from the corner of her mouth.
"Sisters, we might want to keep this conversation PG rated, they're back." Rachel said while glaring at Julie, never liking when the moody side came out.
"Bloody hell" Abbye muttered under her breath, "Please tell me they didn't hear our conversation."
"They didn't. I put up charms" Rachel said while removing them.
"Thank Merlin." She smiled in relief. "Do I smell flowers?"
"Ladies." Parker came into the tent and behind Abbye, "May I please have a word with Rachel?"
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As Abbye left the tent with George, Rachel quickly exited before Parker could say anything. But, Parker caught sight of her and dashed after her.
"Rachel, can I talk to you?" Parker questioned.
"If you had any common sense at all, you would have an idea that I would say no." Rachel said, turning around and started to walk off.
"Rachel," He said, laying a hand on her. She turned around.
"Merlin Parker! I don't care what you have to say. I told you no! And if you dare lay another hand on me, my dark side will come out." Rachel warned, and quickly ran away, her hair flying out and disappearing into the night.
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Abbye started to leave the tent but couldn't even make it out before a certain redhead called her name softly, full of pure emotion.
"Abbye," It was just a whisper, barely audible. Abbye stopped, almost going weak in the knees by the power of his voice. She turned around, only for her hand to be caught by a gentle embrace of George's hand.
"Please..." He said, no words needed. Abbye nodded hesitantly and followed the man out of the tent to a serene place that only added to the power and emotion of George's voice.
The two ended up by the small lake, the shining moonlight reflecting off the surface, as Abbye's love was reflected by George.
"Abbye-"
"George-" They looked into each other's eyes. Something was there, but it wasn't desirous lust, want or any of that. Abbye saw the love swimming through the sincerity of George's eyes. George could see the same in Abbye's green eyes, that lit the night up with their striking color.
George took out the flowers from behind his back, handing her the yellow roses. She took them from his hand, tears welling in her eyes, never having experienced anything like this as she had always lived on the run.
"George, how did you know I love yellow roses?" Abbye asked, tears threatening to spill. George cleared his throat and looked her straight in the eye.
"Yellow means sunshine. It means the warmth, the love, the brightness, and of course the heat of the sun. The sun lights up your days, just as you light up mine. You give me my warmth, embracing me. You give me my brightness by out shining all others. You give me heat by the way you look, talk, walk, and act. You make my fingers tingle with heat as you speak to me kindly with that smile on your face. You give me love, by being you. Abbye, I love you..."
"George-"
"I know I probably don't deserve you, I'm probably not good enough. but, please, believe me when I say that I love you." George said, making Abbye's breath catch in her throat.
"And I love you." She choked out. George smiled, and leaned foreword, entangling a hand in her red hair, the other on her back and brought his lips to hers, the moonlight reflecting in the background making it seem cliche, but right now, Abbye couldn't care less. She leaned into George's kiss and embrace, giving into love.
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Alex and Julie left the tent going a separate direction from George and Abbye.
"Close your eyes." Alex said, Julie looked confused but agreed. Alex laid something soft in her hands, she opened her eyes to see a single tulip.
"My favorite! How did you know?" Julie asked, surprised.
"Well-"
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Parker slowly trudged back to George and Abbye who were standing and eavesdropping on Julie and Alex, who were standing next a tree staring at each other. Parker slowly gave George the shake of his head, explaining he didn't want to talk about it.
"...based them off your cute personality." They heard Alex say.
"How cheesy can Alex get?" George snickered.
"I think I want to kiss you." Julie said.
"Ugh, this is worse than Death Eaters." Parker said, as he watched Julie lean closer.
"Speaking of Death Eaters..." George whispered. The three whipped around to have several spells thrown at them. Abbye screamed, caught off guard. Rachel appeared, swirling out of black smoke, her clothes blending her into the night. She cast a shield as fast as possible, safely shielding the other three.
Spells were shot everywhere, curses and hexes exchanged. Eventually Rachel took off her hood that had been on her head and shot a spell, hitting a Death Eater in chest. The Death Eater fell over but was not unconscious. He stood up and the Death Eaters looked at Rachel and behind Rachel and disapperated, leaving a deeply breathing Rachel.
Abbye screamed, Rachel turned to face her where Alex and Julie had been standing. In their place was a single tulip. Bright white...except for the bloodstain covering half of the white flower...and Julie and Alex were no where in sight.
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