Chapter Name: And I You My Little Ball Breaker

Authors Note:  Woohoo! This story is back!! On with the show then!

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Greg watched as Fae walked sadly into her room. He sighed. He hated it when she was sad… He sat at the edge of her bed beside her. She was crying.

"Fae, we'll find him. That was just a first try!" But she cried anyway.

Leaning into his chest, she just let everything out. She just had everything built up since the second her mother told her everything, but had never had the chance to let it go. Now was her time.

"I love you Greg. You know that. I just wish I could be alone forever. Alone with nobody but my family and you. No job, no school, no searching for a bloody man that doesn't exist… I just want to be alone…" But she clutched him tightly.

"Shh… Don't cry Fae. I'm here. I'm here…" She slid herself into his lap, draining all the pain that was built up.

"Just let it all out luv." And that she did. He leaned down, softly kissing every tear away that he could find. She smiled and kissed his forehead.

"I love you." He hugged her loosely.

"Same here babe." That was always his response. He slipped one of her legs on the other side of his legs so she was sitting in his lap frontward, facing him.

"Do you want to go to the shop with me? I have work tomorrow and you can sit under the counter and pop up to scare old people." Fae giggled. He knew her too well.

"Course I will." Fae leaned her head on his shoulder, and felt his hand come up, purely as a joke, and pinched her bottom. That was the moment that Fred decided to walk in with the dinner that he wasn't going to prepare.

"Gah!" And the food flew up into the air. Fae hopped off Greg's lap.

"Uncle!" He was mumbling anything and everything he could think of from birthdays, holidays, to songs and spells that he didn't even know he knew.

"Uncle, are you ok??"

"No mother… George did it…" Fae sighed.

"Uncle George!" And he came. He rolled his eyes at the sight. Grabbing his brother from the ankles, he pulled him from the room.

Fae bit her lip.

"Oops…"

Greg laughed at her understatement.

"Feeling better?" She slid into his arms and nodded.

"Of course. You always know what to say Greggy…" He groaned and gave her a tight squeeze.

"Why do you call me that? You know I hate it." Fae giggled and leaned back slightly to look him in the eyes.

"I think you've just answered your own question love." And she flicked his nose.

He gave her a glare that would have sent any other girl running, but she merely laughed. Leaning forward, she gave his nose a light peck.

"Oh keep calm. Come on, sleep with me. There's supposed to be lightning and you know how it scares me so." She gave him one of her irresistible pouts that always made him weak and he nodded.

"Fine. Go put on your pajamas."

As he brushed his teeth, he could hear her in the next room giggling. What she was giggling about he had no clue. All he knew was that her giggles made him weak.

Everything she did made him weak…

"Are you naked?" he called through the closed door, peeking through the slight crack.

"Yes," she called. He smiled.

"Ok!" and he walked in anyway.

She wasn't naked needless to say.

She went into the bathroom to brush her teeth, and when she did, he lifted her shirt off the bed. Lifting it to his nose, he inhaled. The sweet scent made him smile. That was her. He was so used to it that for a while, because he was around her so much, he had begun to smell like her. It wasn't the worst thing in the world, but who wanted to smell like a girl?

He slid into the bed and pulled the blanket around himself.

"Come on Fae! Hurry before I fall asleep in here all by my lonesome!" He heard Fae giggle from the next room. She hopped out of the room like the happy creature she was and bounced on the bed beside him. He smiled and slipped his arms around her small body.

"You're too excited." She giggled and rubbed his nose with her own.

"No such thing my silly boy." She felt him lift her with one arm and slide her under the covers, wrapping his arms around her small body.

"I love you with all my fingers and toes," she whispered against his chest.

"And I love you with all my ribs and bones."

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Fae danced around the store and she dusted the walls and books.

"My life will never be the same

'cause girl you came and changed

the way I walked

the way I talked

I can not explain…"

Fae felt her cheeks turn red as the boys walked into the shop and gave her a strange look.

"Can I help you with something?" Hayden looked at her over his glasses.

"Even cuter than I thought you were." She blushed and looked down at the feather duster.

"I'm looking for a date actually. Think you can help me?" Greg was standing behind the door. He wanted to kill… What was he going to do?

"No thank you. I'm quite fine." He stared her up and down.

"I can give you ten times whatever that Brit can." Fae's eyes turned red with anger as she began sweeping the dirty floor that she was sure hadn't been cleaned in months.

"You know, when you attempt wooing a woman be careful not to insult her. I'm a Brit as you call us, and I find Gregory more than charming thank you."

Fae felt the broom being ripped from her hands. That was when Greg couldn't stand it anymore.

"Let her be." He jumped from behind the door to the back room.

"Well look who's here, Mister Brit Man." These Americans really couldn't come up with good comebacks could they?

"Just let her go. I'm not in the mood for a fight so let her go and I wont be forced to bust your bloody head." Hayden rolled his eyes.

"It wont be bloody until you beat it you imbecile." That was when Fred stepped into the room.

"Ok boys, I'll help you for now. What do you want?" And Greg bustled Fae out of the store. The two of them walked around the small muggle town.

"Why don't you just let me handle them Greg? I'm a big girl now! I know what I'm doing." Greg rolled his eyes and looked down at her from under his black glasses.

"He grabbed the broom from your hands." Fae sighed.

"Did he hit me with it?" When he was silent, she raised her voice.

"Did he hit me with the broom Gregory?" Greg sighed.

"No he didn't Fae; do you want me to wait until you're bleeding on the floor before I come to your aid?" Fae sighed.

"No, of course not Greg. It's just that… Well… I know I can take care of myself usually and it makes me feel like you think of me as an invalid. I know what I'm doing Greg. Just let me be my own, and if someone does actually hit me, then come in and beat their bloody arse!"

Greg smiled and leaned in, pecking her forehead softly.

"I just want what's best for you. I love you Fae." Fae smiled and leaned her cheek on his chest,

"And I you my little ball breaker…"

A/N Ok, I know it's been a really long time since I updated this story huh! Well, I think I will be doing this story the most for a while because I just had a sudden spurt of inspiration! There will be 31 chapters in this story I think. It isn't set in stone so don't yell at me if there are more or less!

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