First I wanna say, writing on my phone is a major pain in the bum. It took me several hours just to get this one chapter out. I definitely prefer using my computer, but because I love you all and didn't want to disappoint, I worked from my phone. As such there may be more mistakes then normal, please forgive me.
So here's chapter 11. I planned to write and put this out yesterday but I was at my nephews birthday all day and was exhausted to the point that I just couldn't think and I want all my work to be as good as I possibly can make it for you guys. Remember to review/fav/follow! All feedback, good or bad, is better than no feedback.
As always, I do not own any Harry Potter character, except those I've created. In this chapter, that it Rea, Amber and Anya.
(George's POV)
"I'm the one that Rea want to go to the Ball with…"
I watched as Fred paused as he was sorting through the things we'd just bought from Zonko's Joke Shop. He turned his head towards me and I could see the mixture of emotions in his eyes. He was about as confused as I felt. In the last 5 or so years, Rea had never given any inclination that she harbored feelings of the romantic sort for me.
"You're sure this time?" He asked.
After I talked with Rea down by the lake after the first Task back in November, I decided to tell Fred that I thought he was her crush. He promptly laughed like I'd told him the best joke we've ever come up with. I didn't tell him the clue she'd given me, because at the time I didn't understand it very well. Now though, it was completely obvious and I mentally kicked myself for not figuring it out soon.
"Take a look in the mirror you'll find the truth." I laughed out loud and shook my head.
Fred meanwhile, looked at me as if I'd lost it. "What are you going on about?"
When I got my laughter under control, I looked over at my brother. "The night I talked to Rea, she gave me a hint about who it was. 'Take a look in the mirror and you'll find the truth.' She was being so obvious and it went over my head."
"Taking a note from Ron's book, did you?" I didn't comment on that, instead I got up out of my chair and headed for the door. Just before I walked out, Fred called out to me. "Oi! Where are you running off to?"
I only briefly looked back at him over my shoulder. "Going to do something I should've done a long time ago." Waving I left The Three Broomsticks.
I hurried back towards the dress shop where we first met up with Rea and her friends as they were picking out dresses for the Yule Ball. My mind was racing. How could I have been to blind. Oh, that's right, I was too busy trying to find someone else and thinking it was my own brother. I swiftly gave myself a 'facepalm'.
It took me a couple minutes for me to get back to the dress shop, being on the other side of Hogsmeade and I slowed down after realizing I was nearly running, gaining curious looks from those shopping. I didn't mind their looks, but I didn't want to make it seem like I was up to something, when this was the first time I actually wasn't up to something mischievous. Besides, Fred wasn't with me, so it should've been obvious that I wasn't planning some prank.
It was moving into the evening hours and the street poles were lighting up for the darkness to come. When I came up to shop, I stood on the other side of the street, looking into the window. As I said before, my mind was racing and standing there only made it worse. What was I going to say to her? I didn't have a single plan on how I was going to go about this.
I was standing there for a good 5 minutes before coming to my senses and walked across. I would enter that shop and just come clean. I would tell her that I liked her and we would go to the Yule Ball together. I could even see the surprise and excitement in my mind. Her green eyes would get big and she'd be at a loss for words.
A smile formed on my mouth, but as I reached to open the door, an older lady comes out. She turned around and using her wand she locks the door and places a barrier spell around it. When she turned back around, she saw me and with a smile she said, "Oh I'm sorry, dear. I've just closed up for the day."
When she said this, I felt my heart drop. I missed her…"How long ago did a blonde girl, with two other girls, both dark of hair, one has bushy hair the other straight, how long ago did they leave?"
She thought about it for a second before answering. "They all left about 15 minutes ago. Lovely dresses they bought." Smiling she walked past me. "Have a good night."
"Damn it…" I thought. She must have left just moments after Fred and I did.
Speaking of my brother, I felt a hand on my shoulder. He spoke as I looked over at him. "Rotten luck, mate."
There wasn't a reason to stick around here, even though it was time to leave, so Fred and I headed back to the carriages that would take us back to Hogwarts. I wouldn't see her now until morning.
(Rea's POV)
We got back to the common room just after dark. Putting up our dresses for the Ball, Amber and I decided we turn in early for the night. Sitting in my bed, I pulled out a piece of parchment and wrote to my parents.
Dear Mum and Dad,
I hope that you have a great Christmas. I wish that I that I could be there with you, but I'm so excited for the Yule Ball at the end of the week. Amber, Anya and I just bought out dresses and they're beautiful!
Sending my love,
Realyn~
I kept my letter short and come morning, I would find an owl to deliver it to my parents. With tomorrow being Christmas Eve, it should get to them by Christmas morning. Placing the folded up parchment on my night table, I pulled the curtains around my four poster bed and laid down. Shopping usually wore me out and within minutes I was asleep.
I woke up the following morning to Nymeria purring beside my ear. Opening my eyes and turning my head, I saw that she was curled up on my pillow right next to my head. Yawning, I sat up stretching my arms above my bed. I was tired still, but I didn't want to sleep the day away. After my trip to the owlery, I had a couple gifts I wanted to wrap for my friends. I was a horrible wrapper and didn't want to put it off any longer then necessary.
Getting up, I dressed in a pair of blue jeans that had small rips throughout the legs. The tears in the material of the jeans showed that beneath them, I wore a pair of black leggings. Wearing layers tended to keep you warm in the bitter cold of December. Putting on a long sleeved blue turtle neck, black sweater and coat, I grabbed my letter to my parents and left Ravenclaw tower.
The trek to the owlery wasn't too bad. No one else seemed to be awake yet, leaving me alone on the snowy grounds. I was close to the owlery when it started to lightly snow. Pulling the beanie hat out of my coat pocket I pulled it down over my head, so as to keep the snow from getting in my hair. I climbed up the stairs and once inside, I picked an owl I thought looked fit enough to deliver my letter and sent it off. Finished, I go back down the stairs.
When I came back into the castle, I began to see that several other students were up and about, some were still in the pajamas, not having bothered getting dressed just yet. I can't say that I blamed them. If I didn't need a letter delivered this morning, I'd still be sleeping, curled up with my cat.
Entering the Great Hall, I sat down at the Ravenclaw table. As I did this a plate appeared. Smiling appreciatively, I started piling on the food. Pancakes, eggs, toast and bacon made for the perfect Christmas Eve breakfast.
It wasn't long after I got my meal, that someone sat down beside me. Turning my head, mouth full of toast, I saw that Amber had joined me. Swallowing my food, because talking with your mouth full is rude, I greeted her. "Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?" Judging by the unruliness of her hair, I figured it had been a night of tossing and turning.
She cast her brown eyes on me in a half-hearted glare, before laying her head down on the table. "I couldn't sleep at all last night. I'm so utterly nervous that I can't stand it." A soft whimper came from her as she banged her head a couple times.
It had only been yesterday evening, as three of us were making the from Hogsmeade back to Hogwarts that she confided her plans for this afternoon. The Quidditch team planned on getting together one last time before Christmas and she was planning on asking our captain, Roger Davies to be her date for the Ball. I was super excited for her and offered to go with her as support, but she insisted that she do it on her own. Respecting her wishes I told her I would let her go alone. But because I was her best mate, I would follow her just to make sure things didn't go south. I wouldn't be much of a friend if I didn't, now would I?
Reaching out, I placed a hand on her back and gave her a reassuring pat. "Don't worry, love. It'll be alright and come this afternoon you'll have a great date for the ball."
She groaned as if she were in pain. "Easy for you to say…"
"Come on, you'll see." I made her a plate of food and pulling on her shoulders forced her to sit up. "Here, eat up, you'll need all the energy you can get so as not to make a fool of yourself." I paused mid way and pulled back to plate. "Better yet, maybe you should hold off on the food. You might get so nervous you blow chunks all over him."
Her eyes widen and she looked like she'd cry. "You're not funny, Realyn!"
I laughed softly and leaned over to hug her. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just trying to diffuse the tension." She did manage to crack a small smile before hugging me back and eating her breakfast. "You know I love you."
"Yeah, yeah, I know."
For the next hour or so, I did everything I could to make the mood lighter. Taking a note from Fred and George, I joked around and even slipped a couple of Slytherin's some Canary Creams. Everyone got a laugh when they burst into feathers. After I was certain I managed to make my best mate feel better, I decided now was as good a time as any to go back upstairs and get my gift wrapping on. Saying my goodbyes, I hugged Amber one last time before standing and heading out of the Great Hall.
It was as I was leaving that I saw a pair of red heads coming my way. Smiling I called out to the two of them, waving happily. "Good morning, Fred. Good morning, George. You both look like you slep-"
I didn't get to finish my sentence. Before I knew what was happening, George Weasley took hold of my face and kissed me.
