It was a chilly February morning as Majie trudged puffy-eyed and sleepy to
the first of her five classes in a row, Magical Apothecary. Ever since she had
shown Ron her private prefect room just over a month back they had continued
to grow closer. They now made it a point to talk with each other nearly everyday;
Majie had even begun helping Ron with some of his schoolwork considering she
was a few years ahead of him.
But with age difference came many other more complicated things. Some of their
schoolmates didn't seem too approving of them becoming so close, while others
didn't see any huge problem with it. These differences led to a small amount
of bickering at times, though most of the time things were perfectly fine.
Majie approached her destination, and sunk into one of the free seats towards
the back of the class as the teacher began to speak.
The previous night had been quite long and tiring. She and Ron had unfortunately
gotten into a disagreement about how much time she'd been spending with Fred
and George compared to him. While Majie was crazy about Ron she had been a friend
to Fred and George for quite some time, and even though she tried to explain
this to him, he just seemed to become more aggravated over it. Majie really
didn't have anyone to talk the situation over with. She didn't know what to
say to Ron, so they just ended the argument in Majie yelling at him for being
immature about the whole thing and how she wish he'd grow up, and Ron huffing
off doing what looked like trying not to burst into tears. Seeing Ron at the
edge of tears didn't do much to help Majie's conscience, and she ended up crying
for half the night as well, which was the reason for her excessively puffy eyes.
After her Magical Apothecary class ended she headed down towards the Great Hall
to get something to eat for breakfast, (it was still quite early). She found
Fred and George sitting together at the Gryffindor table looking quite busy,
so she decided not to bother them, and sat at her own house table, Ravenclaw.
She chatted quietly with her friends before one of them suggested she go and
talk to Ron, because he was adamantly staring at her, bringing his piece of
toast of up his mouth, but only half of it would actually make it in.
Majie sighed and stood up to walk over towards Ron, prepared to apologize for
hurting his feelings the night before when suddenly Fleur, a beautiful half
Veela girl who was one of the Tri-Wizard champions, walked by where Ron was
sitting. His gaze immediately moved from Majie to Fleur as he watched intensely
as she passed by him.
"Hey Fleur, you look beautiful today!" he shouted out in Fleur's direction.
"Why don't you come and sit with me!" Was Ron trying to purposely
flirt with Fleur to make Majie angry or was it her Veela charm accidentally
kicking in? Fleur didn't seem as if she welcomed the comments and just continued
to walk by with her nose held high in the air.
Majie frowned and spun around deciding to go back to her room, she didn't want
to apologize to a boy, who openly shouted flattery towards the stupid girl in
front of her, just because she was beautiful.
As she exited the hall she heard a scraping of a chair as if someone had shoved
their chair back quickly, and footsteps approaching her.
"Majie! Majie! I've been wanting to talk to you!" It was Ron.
"Me, why? You seem so much more interested in Fleur! I don't know what
would be so interesting about me that you'd want to know." She retorted.
Ron's face fell. "I I"
"I mean actually," Majie continued, "I remember hearing that
you asked her to the Yule Ball, you just threw yourself at her then, I don't
know why I would think I had any chance with you. You only like people who are
beautiful and charming, I am just brainy, just some stupid prefect who likes
chess and quidditch and schoolwork!"
"You are charming! Just because you're not as beautiful as Fleur,"
he began. This had done it though, Majie exploded.
"You complain about my being friends with your brothers but you don't see
me walking around shouting 'Why Fred you look dazzling in those blue robes!'
Or 'Oy George you are the most handsome man alive!' Do you? I'm not jumping
on random men am I? But you shout to some girl who's not even from our school
about how beautiful she is! You've never told me that I'm beautiful!" Majie
finished, furious, and turned to storm off but Ron grabbed her arm.
"Majenta wait! I didn't"
"Just leave me alone, ok?! I don't feel like talking to you at this moment!"
She pulled herself out of Ron's grasp and saw his jaw drop and his lip quiver
and heard him run up the hall making distant strangled crying noises. Majie
wasn't sure why she was so furious over this, but Ron was always complaining
about who she was with, and how she spent her time, and now he was shouting
flattery to another girl across the Great Hall right in front of her.
"Well I still had 4 more classes to attend to," she spoke to herself,
trying to fight back her mixed feelings of anger and affection. "I better
get going."
