A/N: HEY, I'm alive! Sorry I ghosted you guys for a week or two there, um life got in the way. The move got pushed back until next year (yay) but some personal problems have arisen, and sometimes I need to focus on my real life. I hope you understand! Please enjoy the chapter!
Speaking of Slytherins, Odile hadn't been bothered since her throw down in the common room with Draco, and she was extremely glad for that. Of course, she still got dirty looks and whispers, but no one approached her. She didn't see Fred as much as she would have liked, but they still managed to meet up. After all, if there was one thing the Weasley twin knew how to do, it was how to sneak around. Their relationship seemed to be one of the brighter things in their lives, an innocent bit of peace, away from all the real life drama. With the risk of detentions and ridiculous "educational decrees" it seemed the world was getting darker and darker around them. And it was only getting worse as Umbridge began to turn up to "monitor" lessons even more closely than before. She seemed to have a particular interest in Divination from what Odile heard.
Odile had, of course, dropped the course as soon as she was able to. The class was absolute bullshit in her eyes, but then again so were most others. Come on, did they really need Astronomy? The only reason she had dealt with it was because Professor Trelawney grew on her. She always complimented her on her tea leaf reading, even though she was pretty sure that seeing an owl in the top of Hannah Privvey's cup in fifth year scared the girl more than necessary. It surely wasn't actually a viable thing. Of course, that didn't stop Trelawney from patting the poor girl's head and telling her that it was ok her boyfriend was most likely cheating on her… like that helped. Care of Magical Creatures, one of the only classes that Odile actually enjoyed was being observed as well, leading to some very boring lessons. She'd always enjoyed Hagrid's lessons because they'd always been so different from the norm. She actually made good marks in his class due to the fact that she at least paid attention and showed interest unlike every other Slytherin in her class. And apart from Defense Against The Dark Arts, it was the only class she shared with Fred.
She was doing her very best not to be a stereotype who obsessed over her boyfriend, but it was difficult not to when the guy in question was so considerate and caring. But still, she was her own person, and was not simply just one-half of Frodile, as some people weirdly called them. They were the equivalent of Rachel and Ross according to one of the muggleborns she had talked to, whatever that meant. She refused to be caught up in the drama and interest that followed her because of her relationship with Fred. In fact, she thought, I'm not even going to think about my relationship whatsoever. Suddenly she heard the chatting of students increase dramatically and everyone began running to the courtyard, knocking her out of her thoughts. She sighed, closed her book that she'd received from Remus for Christmas, and followed the crowd towards the commotion. She stood at the side with the least people, and her heart sunk at what she saw. Professor Trelawney stood there, tears streaming down her face, a trunk at her side. In front of her stood the evil witch bitch herself, Professor Umbridge, with a self-satisfied smirk on her face.
"Y-you can't do this." Professor Trelawney sobbed, her voice catching in pain.
"Actually, I can." That snide tone filled Odile with so much rage, she could hardly see straight. Sure, Trelawney wasn't the most reliable, or sane of teachers, but she was sort of like a three legged dog. A little messed up, but that made her even more loveable. She clenched her fists, wanting to lash out, but knowing it would have nothing but bad consequences. Suddenly, a murmur went through the crowd as Professor McGonagall stormed onto the scene, briskly crossing the courtyard to the shaking woman. She gently comforted Trelawney before shooting Umbridge a glare so deadly, it brought a whole new meaning to the term, if looks could kill.
"Something to say?" Umbridge sneered, a disgustingly bright grin on her face.
"Oh there are several things I would like to say." She ground out. Umbridge sinisterly smiled once more, and opened her mouth to spew some garbage undoubtedly, when the Headmaster himself entered the courtyard. The student's eyes flicked back and forth between the obviously furious Dumbledore and the smug Umbridge. She raised her eyebrows at his approach, clearly getting ready for a fight. Dumbledore cast a concerned look to the women on his left.
"Professor McGonagall, may I ask you to please escort Sybil back inside." Trelawney began to cry once more, thanking the Headmaster profusely as McGonagall led her back towards the castle. Umbridge cocked an eyebrow at the older gentleman who usually kind face was as hard as stone.
"Dumbledore, may I remind you that under the terms of Educational Decree 23 I-"
"You have the right to dismiss my do not, however, have the right to banish them from the grounds. That power lies with the Headmaster." Her face dropped for a moment until it regained its former sickeningly sweet smile.
"For now." She replied, with an underlying threat… no, a promise. She was going to do everything she could to ruin Dumbledore. With that, he glared at her for a few more moments before turning to the crowd of students that amassed behind him.
"Don't you all have some homework to do? Go on!"
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The crowd began to scatter, and as she turned to leave she felt an arm grab her elbow and pull her to the side. She looked over to see Fred and George standing with large grins on their faces.
"What is it?" George nudged his brother, letting him know to share the news.
"We got it. We got the store." She stopped, processing what he had just said to her. Then it hit her.
"OH MY MERLIN!" She cried, jumping excitedly, flinging her arms around her boys. They'd been approved for the ownership of their dream store. That meant the plan could begin. She pulled back to look at their beaming faces, and quickly planted a kiss on Fred's lips, and another on George's cheek.
"Wait this is real? This is happening?" Fred nodded, and pulled her in for a hug. When he released her, she was dizzy with happiness. Then he fixed her with a serious look.
"Come with us." She stopped, gazing into his eyes. George took that his cue to leave and walked off so the two could have some privacy.
"What?" She asked, staring at him completely shellshocked.
"Come with us. I can't leave you behind. Come with me." He repeated, grasping her hands.
"Fred I- I can't just leave. My father would actually disown me. I have nowhere to go."
"You'd stay with us. There's an apartment above the store. Please Odile, I can't imagine going without you. I want you in my life. Always." She just stared at him, mouth gaping like a fish. Leave school? Live with her boyfriend of what, three months? Turn her whole life around? Chestnut brown eyes bored into their celadon counterparts. He was asking her to change everything, all on the promise of nothing but his feeling of devotion towards her. What if that changed? What if they broke up? She'd be on her own, with no education, no experience, and no place to live. Was he really worth it? Giving up her entire future. That was the question she had to ask herself. Was he worth it? Should she risk her entire life on only a hope and a dream? And she had her answer. And she was damn scared of it.
A/N: Sorry this chapter was so short. I'll do my best to have the next chapter up on Friday!
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EDITED= 09/14/17