Wow this has been a tiring week. It was my first official week back at school and my teachers were like "Lets start a project that has to be done in a week and have them take a quiz on Friday about things we didn't even cover." And my math teacher was like "I'll have two labs done in a week along with a whole [completely useless] packet about different functions a graphs that everyone already knows, but I'll decide to make them fill a bunch of useless stuff out." I really just wanted to not do anything, but I was like "No! I have to upload a chapter!" And then I was like "Ugh I have to edit." So please forgive me for any mistakes in grammar and spelling (as always) and if you do see a mistake, please let me know so I can fix it (if you want). Thanks for reading, I think there are about 15 chapters left. Which is huge, that's like double the length of my first story. I hope you enjoy and have a wonderful weekend.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter

Chapter 26: Mist, Rain, and Water

He owed me 7 pounds by the time we made it to the next clue and I owed him 56 kisses. He wasn't playing by the rules though. He was saying things that he knew would make me blush and when I covered my ears he used one of his hands to do…other things. I was more than excited when we saw the clue box; I almost bolted out the car before it had stopped moving. Unfortunately, Fred had other plans. As soon as he got out of the car, he locked me in. I banged my fists on the window thinking he was going to leave me behind; instead he walked around the front of the car only to unlock it again and open the door. I glared at him when I stepped out, quickly turned and walked to the clue box. However, he caught up with me and grabbed my hand.

"What are you doing?" I asked. Glancing around to see if any other teams had made it.

"Holding your head. We're a couple right?" His eyes darkened.

"Are we?" I asked. We had never really talked about it before, except maybe a subtle line last night.

"I want us to be together." He said.

"I guess I do too." I replied.

"Good, now lets get the clue and get a move on."

I nodded and reached into the box that had 10 envelopes. The numbers changed each time so there was no certainty where you stood unless you ran into another group. It made the process frustrating and uncertain.

As I opened the envelope I felt Fred's arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me back so every inch of my body was pressing against him. His chin rested on the top of my head as I read the clue.

"What was that about?" I asked still skimming over the print on the paper.

"It's a couple-y thing to do and we're a couple." Fred shrugged.

I was never going to admit it, but I really liked being in his arms and feeling him so close to me. I wanted to stay there forever. At the moment, I didn't care that we were in a competition. I would never tell him though. He would only tease me.

The clue directed us to the bookstore and made us solve a riddle about 6 books, pick them out, and hand them to the cashier for our next clue. Fred ended up being no help because he got distracted by "so many strange books" and none of them were flying around above his head. Eventually he was able to sit down and help me with a few clues, but by then I already had most of it done. When I wandered around the store in search for the books, Fred followed me instead of looking for some himself. Just as I was about to turn and make him do something productive, I heard my name being called.

"Auden dear." A small voice said.

I pivoted to see a short, old woman with white hair and a denture smile look up at me. I knew I recognized her, but I just couldn't lay a finger on it. Eventually Fred turned too and beamed down at the old woman, who was obviously impressed with him.

"Hello ma'am, I'm Auden's boyfriend, Fred." Fred introduced himself, pecking the woman's hand.

"Hello my name is Lisa, but all the kids call me Mrs. Ferris." She said, a small blush on her cheeks.

Right, Mrs. Ferris, she was a kindergarten teacher and the cotillion teacher that everyone went through during 6th grade. I was no exception. She would laugh at me because I would always step on my partner's toes, but it wasn't the mean laugh that Misty and her friends would do. It was a sweet "No, no dearie, it's like this" laugh that made you feel better even though you sucked.

"Who knew Auden, this little dear, would have so many English boys drooling all over her." Mrs. Ferris said, her eyes had a look similar to Fred's playful and mischievous.

"What do you mean by that?" Fred asked in an over exaggerated version of his normal accent.

"Well first it was a young boy with dark hair who was yelling at the top of his lungs that he kissed her and I told him he was very lucky to have a pretty and smart girl like Auden." Mrs. Ferris said. "And now it's you and I will say the same. You are lucky to have this girl not reject you when you call her your girlfriend. I guess that boarding school did you well."

"Heh, heh. Yeah." I said awkwardly rubbing the back of my neck.

"I think Zach, the dark haired boy, is luckier that I wasn't around to kick his a-" Fred started to say, but I grabbed his hand and squeezed it before he could finished. "Before I would scold him for being a naughty boy and kissing my dear Auden."

"Very good Mr.-"

"Weasley."

"Very good, Mr. Weasley. You would've fair much better in my cotillion class than Auden."-She wouldn't-"She was one of the worst dancers I have ever seen. She couldn't keep time, she had trouble touching the boys-"

"She has no problem touching me now." Fred said with an innocent smile on his face, but I knew him better then that and my face flooded with heat. He leaned in and whispered, "Fifty-seven."

Unlike Mr. Ferris in cotillion, she laughed and winked at Fred. "As long as you're safe. We wouldn't want Auden here getting pregnant while still in school, although I'm sure you would be the perfect gentlemen about it." Mrs. Ferris didn't look at me once except after that one comment when my face was burning. "Oh look at that, she still does get all red. When she was in my kindergarten class, before home schooling and boarding school, she loved to paint. And there would always be a long line for the easel and she hated waiting. One time she was at the front of the line and she was painting, but she also had to really go to the bathroom and she wasn't done. She tried to hold it in, but-"

"Okay, Mrs. Ferris. " I said trying to make our way out of the conversation. "We would really love to stay and chat, but we're in a race right now-"

"No, please, Lisa, continue." Fred said with one of his suck-up-to-elder smiles.

"Lisa." Mrs. Ferris giggled at the sound of her name. "I haven't heard that in a while and if you find Auden too embarrassing and break up with her, then you can stop by my house for tea. Oh, but you probably don't know about Auden's tea story yet, do you?"

"No, but I would love to hear it." Fred grinned down at me and I growled.

"I'm going to find the books." I said trying to get out of listening to the story when I peed my pants.

"Oh no you don't." Fred said yanking me back to him.

So we stood there for what felt like hours listening to embarrassing stories of me at piano recitals, ballet performances, and experiences revolving crushes. Basically anything that Fred could blackmail me with was now being willingly told. I wasn't able to get them to move till Hermione and Ginny showed up at the shop. If there would be anything to motivate Fred to move, it would be the site of the other team.

"I really enjoyed those stories Lisa, perhaps you continue with them on a later date." Fred said.

And after receiving Mrs. Ferris's phone number, I tried to drag Fred around to find the books, but within seconds he had found them. After we turned them in, we got the new envelope. It directed us to walk to a field about a mile away. I felt relieved that I wouldn't be stuck in the truck with Fred teasing me about the stories Mrs. Ferris had told him. How could she remember all of that? She wasn't ancient, but she wasn't young either. I think my mom had worse memory than hers.

I stormed in front of Fred trying to avoid seeing his face. I wasn't mad at him. Just embarrassed. It was like showing him baby pictures; everyone has them, someone always whips them out and it's never going to stop being embarrassing.

"Auden you can't keep shutting me out like this and getting angry." He called after me.

I could hear his feet pick up speed to a light jog and it almost made me happy that he was chasing after me and not laughing his head off.

"I'm not angry." I called back to him, but apparently he was closer then I thought.

He grabbed my arm and spun me around. Without any warning, his lips crashed into mine. He tasted like mint as he slid his tongue into my mouth. Instinctively I wrapped my arms around his neck and he strong hands held my waist, only pushing me closer to him. I felt a burning sensation through my body that seemed to take over me. I wanted him closer, even with every inch of my body pressing his, I couldn't help but pulled down on his neck and harden. That was until we heard someone clearing their throat not to far from us. I broke it off to see Ginny and Hermione staring at us smugly. My face heated up and Fred leaned down.

"Since you kissed me, Fifty-six, but your blushing so…Fifty-seven." He whispered, his hot breath tickling my neck, sending electricity through my spin.

"But that's not-" I started to say, but Hermione and Ginny were too intent on adding something of their own.

"I'm guessing everything came flooding out last night?" Ginny said, the tone of her voice sounded like she was in between teasing us and almost condescending. "I mean how could it not if you shared a bed."

"Well it was obvious you liked each other, it just took that to get you to realize it." Hermione added.

"At least their together." Ginny concluded.

"What do you mean you knew we liked each other?" I asked her.

"Only people in love would get that mad at each other during the first term." Ginny explained like it was obvious. "Let me guess, Auden confesses first?"

"How did you-" I started to ask, but Ginny interrupted me, gazing at her fingernails with boredom.

"Everyone knows Fred is too thick to say it first and it only took him to say something that would make you cry and admit it, then you would probably lock yourself somewhere until he used the lock picking tools I gave him for Christmas and confess himself. Then you guys kiss, sexual tension is built while he undresses you or something, but nothing happens more than a mini fight that doesn't last very long. Then you fall asleep cuddling." Ginny said and I couldn't stop my mouth from falling open. "So I was right?"

Fred then grabbed my hand and yanked me away from her. We started to walk at a quick speed while Fred muttered under his breath, "Little creepy, she probably put cameras in our room or was listening through the door. Weirdo."

I could help but smile and keep up with Fred whose grip remained tight on my wrist. Ginny and Hermione ran to keep up with us. Ginny couldn't stop teasing Fred, I was grateful that she hadn't mentioned a word about me. Payback for those childhood stories, I thought.

It didn't take long to get to the field at our pace and as soon as we sprinted towards the clue box, Ginny stopped talking about Fred and me. Fred got there first, with his long legs and athletic build and I stopped earlier to avoid the violence I believed would incur at the clue box. He was quick in opening the envelope and reading the contents.

"Visit the Rainwater's Restaurant and follow the instructions given to you. Once you completed this step, you will be given your next clue." Fred read.

Immediately a lump rose in my throat and tears threatened to leave my eyes. Just thinking about that place made me scared. I never went there with my family for a reason and dad decided that he would include it in the scavenger hunt without any consideration. I had started shaking when Fred noticed what was wrong. I'm sure he had asked something, but I wasn't sure what. All I saw were his lips moving and a concerned expression on his face. He didn't even mind when Ginny and Hermione started running away. I couldn't seem to lift my feet that felt like led. My heart was beating to quickly and loudly for me to think or calm myself. Instead, I stood a prisoner to fear. A picture of her face appeared in my head. The ever-present sneer turned into an evil laugh. I shuddered. Rainwater's belonged to the girl who hated me most, not even Pansy could take that title.

I was going to have to confront Misty.

I just want to add something...funny names? Eh? Misty-like the type of really like water, Rain-when water fall from the sky, and Water-like water. Anyway...yeah...sorry.I just wanted to have a bit of fun.