A.N.: Unfortunately, I do not own Harry Potter or Inuyasha
Chapter Fifty Three - Jealousy
George wasn't a jealous person. Having six siblings, one of them sharing the same face, almost the same voice, same birth date and mostly same goals, it was hard to think of something that he didn't want to share. In Hogwarts, he lost the count of times people mistook him as Fred and the other way around. With Kagome, he never felt insecure about his flaws; she teased him about his missing ear, but also kissed his scars in her loving way that made him glad to have them if only to receive more of her attention. He never felt more handsome than since they started dating. However, it changed once they settled back in England.
He saw the stares she receives from his customers. It never bothered him because or she was clueless, something he suspected because she always blushes whenever he made a compliment, or she just ignores. But not Shippou. The gorgeous (he must admit) man was a constant visitor. To his house, to his shop. Kagome always has a smile for him and recently she seemed to look forward to his visits.
This afternoon, Kagome wasn't feeling well and decided to go home early. He walked her during their lunch time and went back to his shop for the remaining day. There, he found the man/youkai which has been plaguing his thoughts for the last days.
Shippou was leaning over the counter, flirting with Verity, who seemed to be enjoying the attention. He held her hand and caressed it with his tumble. From the distance, George only heard sparse words like dinner, date, next time. Even when he was right behind them, the duo didn't notice his presence, so the wizard had to clear his throat to have their attention. Verity blushed and turned to the shelf in the back as if removing the dust while the youkai just faced him with a cocky grin.
"Hullo, mate, I was just asking your lovely worker about you and Kagome."
"I'm here. How can I help you?" His cold tone wasn't planned, but he didn't regret it.
"You can give that beauty across the counter a free day next week, maybe. I have been asking her out for weeks and she never has a day off." George raised an eyebrow. Kagome never mentioned Shippou to be such a Casanova. "And I see Kagome isn't with you, so, nothing else."
"I can pass any message to her if you want."
"Don't bother, I'll go for her. I hope the dog's stench is gone. It has been ages since I stepped there."
He started to walk in the door's direction, when George asked, "What's your business with my wife? I mean, I know you have been friends forever, but recently she's too eager for your company."
Luckily for George, the shop was empty and Verity was in the back because Shippou wasn't happy with his words. Offended, pissed, enraged, and other angry synonyms would give a better description.
"Don't you ever doubt Kagome, do you hear me?" Shippou's clawed index finger poked George's chest, right above where he could feel his heart beating. George was sure the fox knew that too. "Save your insecurities for yourself, do not put them over her. Do not doubt her loyalty or fidelity."
"I'm not-"
"Listen to me, Mr. Weasley. Whatever business I have with My Friend is nothing of your concern and you better accept it." He narrowed his eyes. His mouth was just a thin line. "I thought you were better than this, that she was in good hands but it seems I was wrong."
He didn't bother to use the front door. Shippou disapparated from the shop, leaving a guilty George behind.
Fuck.
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