When I woke up I was still against Fred's chest. It was a slight shock to be honest. I looked around and no one was there. Someone would have seen us though and what can we tell them?
I didn't want to wake him up but we had to talk about this. Now I am not one to wake someone up from sleep but still this was important.
"Wake up..." I whispered and got no reaction. I sat up a bit and looked round still no one was around. I looked back to Fred. He looked so cute when he sleeps. I kissed his cheek and he moved a bit. God he sleeps for Britain and beyond.
"Get up you lazy shit..."
That got him up. Ha! The power I have with words. Wow... I just realised how mean I can be. He stared at me and I smiled.
"That wasn't nice of you to say..."
"Well sorry Mister I sleep for Britain and beyond! I mean bloody hell..." I said before laughing. He propped himself up on his elbows and he was level with me again.
"You clearly haven't been around our family long enough... We can all sleep for hours possibly days of we were allowed to... What did you want anyway?"
I looked around again still slightly worried someone would appear. This is really creeping me out to be honest. Anyway...
"Someone was bound to have seen us sleeping on the couch together... What are we supposed to say?" I said my voice going slightly higher than normal in which it does when I'm nervous.
"I'll think of something Charlie, don't worry about it."
He placed a small kiss on my lips and got himself up, stretching. He wondered through to the kitchen. I stayed put though. I was stuck in my seat I didn't want to know what was going on in there.
I think I have been waiting ten minutes now and he still hasn't come back. I hope they haven't killed him or anything?
Just as I thought that he appeared a smile firmly placed on his lips.
"Good conversation then huh?"
"Yep just said I'd been teaching you how to actually play Quidditch."
Hmm I don't actually know how to play Quidditch but I know everything about it. I'm a Quidditch freak and I know I always tell you that but whatever. I smiled and he looked at me with a look that said,
No way!
"Aw Fred come on please teach me how to play. Please?"
Yes now I can see if my puppy dog look works on anyone else bar my father. Geez try it with mother and I get less than what I asked for in the first place... So true as well.
"Fine... But tomorrow I'm not teaching you today. Alright?"
"Fine tomorrow it is then Fred. You've gotta do it now..." I said and he sighed dramatically, and leaned over the back of the couch kissing my cheek.
"I promise I'll teach you tomorrow."
"Good... What are we doing for the rest of the day anyway?" I asked and he shrugged. I groaned slightly and he looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm bored though..."
We ended up playing chess. Damn it can every Weasley play this bloody board game? He was kicking my arse and it wasn't fun for me.
"Fred come on at least let me win once?" I whined and he grinned as he leaned back slightly on the couch. We were sitting on the floor. I was lying on my stomach and he was leaning against the couch.
"Um no... You have to beat me... On your own. I am not going easy on you."
"Your so mean Fred..." I said with a pout. He smiled and took my hand in his. He never lets me be upset with him any more.
"Fine..." I grumbled and set my pieces back up where they should be and that's not in his little prison... Or scattered across the rug. In a total of 6 games I've only ever taken 10 of his pieces where as he's like demolished my whole little army.
Little bugger he is.
Right so I got to move first. My hand was actually shaking I was concentrating so hard. Fred was actually laughing at me. He's such a gentleman isn't he? I moved one of my pawns forward, and then wished I'd moved a different one.
This was weird this wasn't Wizards chess... It was a Muggle version so you had to move them by hand. Wonder where they got it from?
"Say Fred where did you get this from?" I asked as we continued this new match. His face was full of concentration. I rolled my eyes... I've seen Ron and Harry play Wizards chess, exact same facial expression except I don't love Ron, like I love Fred... Ron's one of my best friends. But then so is Fred... Anyway off the point.
"Dad brought it back from work with him. He always loves bringing these Muggle things home with him. They aren't really as stupid as some Wizards and Witches think." he replied and nicked one of my pawns. I growled and he laughed.
"I should have known it had something to do with your dad..." I said and laughed myself. Yes Mr Weasley is obsessed with Muggles. I think it's a good thing really. Hermione's Muggle Born and I love her man. I mean yes she's a smart arse and she constantly shouts questions and answers and spells and the rest of it at you but she's like one of the best Witches I've met... Kid wise.
"Yeah he brings us all sorts of things. He really likes his job. I actually quiet like this way of playing chess... You don't have much to clean up." he said with a grin. That is very true.
We were now on our 20th match of the day and the sun was setting and the orangey golden light was filling the living room. I wore a scowl seeing as I can't bloody win! Actually I think out of all 20 games I've won once... ONCE! He's just to damn good.
George was sitting upside down in the arm chair bored out of his mind. Ron was lounging on the couch and Ginny and Percy well... I don't know where they are.
"Check Mate." called Fred throwing his arms in the air. He's been doing this the passed 12 games... Rubbing it in.
"Fine I'll never win... My mum can even beat me. Damn chest game..." I crossed my arms over my chest and pouted. Ron laughed at me. I shot him a glare and he stopped. I hate not being able to play chess. I love games you have to use your mind... I have a good mind and I don't understand how I can't play it... Ugh makes me angry as hell.
At least Fred will teach me Quidditch tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be alright at that... Hopefully better than chess that is. Dunno how mother and father would react... Father would probably be fine but mother... I don't even want to know. Actually I better write to them.
"I'll be back in a bit guys. Need to right to my dad."
With that I got to my feet and walked out of the room and up the stairs to the room I shared with Ginny. I opened the door to find her reading.
"Hey Charlie." she said happily with a wave. I smiled and waved back but stayed quiet. I walked to my trunk and found my quill and ink.
"Hey Ginny have you got any spare parchment?"
"In the drawer..." I crawled to her bedside table and pulled open the drawer. There were stacks of it. I pulled some out.
"Who you writing to?"
"My mum and dad. Just to make sure they are alright really." I said not wanting really to go into detail. It still hurts me to think about my Aunt. She didn't deserve to die yet... I miss her and it's true I was a right bitch to her when she was always nice to me... I feel terrible and I know... I deserve to live a terrible life.
I shook my head dismissing those horrible thoughts and started writing. It was a short message but it felt right for it to be short.
I went to the huge window in the bedroom and whistled for Ookami. He came soaring to the window in seconds landing on the sill. I gave him a stroke and then handed him the letter. He knew where to go. He swooped down and then soared into the sky and towards the still setting sun.
"Are you okay Charlie?"
"Uh yes Ginny I'm okay. No worries."
I got up and walked out of the room. I slid down the wall and pulled my knees to my chest and my head dropped into my hands. My head is messed up with so much... So much shit right now... School, my parents, my Aunts death... My relationship.
I'm 12, I shouldn't feel this stressed... I shouldn't feel ill all the time. I shouldn't have to go through pain once every month. I shouldn't have to be scarred for life. I shouldn't have to be mentally scarred by what I do to myself and my surroundings.
No one should... Not me, not my father, and anyone else that has this problem. We should be able to live without fear and stress. It's annoying and unfair.
One day someone will make a cure... One day, this will happen. Maybe I'll be gone before that happens but at least the pain and stress would have left me... I'll be alright. Me and Fred will make our relationship work. In time we will tell everyone about this relationship.
One day in time.
A/N: Okay this was short and again I apologise! Um I will skip a bit to when Harry comes to the Burrow! Um and then to Diagon Ally and then back to school :) The year I'm looking forward to write about is third year! Haha I've always loved PoA dunno why just have haha! Anyway I listened to "Sofa" by Ed Sheeran! Good song :) Please review! Thanks :) All Welcome
~Destrier~ x