Chapter Name: Let Her Go You Fucking Prat!

Authors Note: Well then… Thank you for all of the many reviews I got for the last chapter. *crickets* C'MON people! I know you have more in you than that! Well, here we go, Chapter 14!!

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Fae was in her room cleaning, once again singing to Michael Jackson. Greg watched in amusement from the bathroom door as she hopped around the room and sang completely off key. She'd seen the video so many times that she knew all of the dance steps though… At least she got that right…

Greg rolled his eyes and went back into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"Are you coming to work with me Fae?" Fae turned off the radio.

"Course! Pass up on a chance to scare old people!? Never! I just need to run into town really quick to give that guy my application. You know, the camera fellow?" Greg nodded and spit into the sink.

Stepping into her bedroom he watched as she continued to bounce around, even without music. Rolling his eyes again, Greg slipped his arms around her back to stop her.

"You could get a guy dizzy with all that bouncing, you know that?"

Fae was in her room cleaning, once again singing to Michael Jackson. Greg watched in amusement from the bathroom door as she hopped around the room and sang completely off key. She'd seen the video so many times that she knew all of the dance steps though… At least she got that right…

"I want some food…" She went into her drawer and took out a large brick of chocolate.

"By the way, our class assignments came in this morning. We have tons of essays. I swear Snape just wants me to burst into flames with all of this stuff!" Greg smiled at her.

"It's all due at the end of the month though. So no worries." He leaned forward and softly pecked her forehead.

"Get ready and I'll be waiting for you in the shop."

Fae nodded and started dancing again. He rolled his eyes and walked down the stairs.

Fred and George were both arm wrestling at the moment so they hardly noticed him until he rang the bell at the front desk, making George win. Fred groaned and looked up.

"Stupidass… What do you want? Oh, you work today don't you?" He nodded and put on his gloves, beginning to put some things on the shelves. That was when Hayden decided to walk into the shop. Greg tried his hardest just to do his work and pay no attention to him.

"Where's the sweetheart?" he asked Fred. He looked up.

"Fae? I don't know… Ask Greg, he lives with her. Knows her better than any of us!" He was still in a little shock from before…

"She's at home. She was still getting dressed when I left my room this morning." Hayden felt his cheeks turn red with fury. He didn't like the idea of her sharing a planet with him let alone a room… Had he really seen her dress??

"Will she be coming in today?" he asked, picking up a snow globe. Greg shrugged.

"She was up rather late last night…" Fred looked at him with shock/disgust, but George knew exactly what he was doing. He didn't really like the idea of Hayden going after his innocent niece…

That was the very poorly timed entrance of Fae.

"Good morning uncles!" She seemed a little too cheerful to be as tired as he had claimed so he kind of caught his lie, but she was perky enough to have had a nice night.

She kissed each uncle's cheek, then Greg's. Hayden half smiled and poked his cheek. Fae looked from him to Greg. Leaning forward, she pinched him hard.

"Ouch! Bit-" He stopped when he saw three male sets of eyes that were glaring.

"I'm going, but I'll be back." Fae looked from Greg to George, then to Fred.

"What's going on? What did you say to him? I mean, I didn't bite him hard enough to hurt him, and he looked more angry with you than me so spill it boys."

They all made the innocent little boy face that usually was made by 4-7 year olds that accidentally dropped soup in their mothers shoes, not fully grown men hiding something from their nieces! (or best friends…)

"Tell me!" Greg sighed and looked up at her from over the counter.

"Ok, fine. I think that he may have misinterpreted something that I said to him." Fae crossed her arms and tapped her foot.

"What did you say that he may have misinterpreted?" Greg looked down at his hands, pretending that they were very interesting.

"Gregory Longbottom!" He winced.

"It is possible that he may think that we had… adult relations last night…" Fae's jaw dropped. Later Greg would swear that dogs heard her for she screeched so loudly.

"He thinks what?! How dare you tell him something like that!" Greg held his hands up and swore.

"I swear! (A/N toldja!) I didn't tell him we did! He just misread my words!" Fae crossed her arms again and looked up at him with eyes that would have made a grown man cry.

"What exactly did you tell him Gregory? And don't lie to me because I'll ask him and he'll probably make it come out worse than you will so I suggest you tell me yourself."  He groaned.

"Ok. He asked where you were and I was slightly ticked, so I told him that you would be back soon, you were still getting dressed in my room…" Her eyes widened and then lowered back down. She did not want to overreact before he even told her anything really upsetting.

"What else Gregory?" He sighed and looked at his hands.

"I told him that you were up late last night so you were pretty tired…"  She bit her knuckle, something that her Italian friends did often.

"Anything else?"

His cheeks were turning red when he tried to tell her the rest.

"Well… I guess he might have gotten the impression that I was with you while you dressed…" Her fingernails bit into her palms as she tried her hardest not to scream.

"You're lucky you're so lucky…  So, so, soooooooo lucky!" George looked up from the table.

"Just one question, um… Miss Malfoy, uh, why is he lucky?" She looked him up and down.

"You're so lucky that I love you ok? So lucky otherwise you'd be dead!" She snatched her jacket from the chair and walked right out of the door.

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Fae walked as quickly as she could down the street. He usually didn't start running after her until about forty five seconds after she ran away.

"39, 38, 37-' A hand grabbed her that made her stop her counting, and they pulled her into an alley.

"Well then my little English Rose. What are you doing wandering around America all lost and alone?"

Fae placed a hand over her heart.

"Hayden, you scared the life out of me!"

He grinned and slid a hand into her hair.

"I didn't mean to do that beautiful. I just saw you and wanted to say hello." Fae smiled.

" Oh, hello then." She turned to go, but he grabbed her arm as she was about to leave. She looked up at him, afraid to move.

"What?"

"You don't want to leave just yet, do you?" Fae whimpered, she wanted to get away from him as soon as she possibly could.

"I should really be going. I was only headed to the store anyhow…" His hand became even tighter around her arm. She tried to pull away, but as strong as her Quidittch muscles were, his were stronger. She thrashed, smacking and wriggling but he refused to let her go.

"Greg!" His hand flew over her mouth quickly as she whimpered, trying to get away.

"Let her go you fucking prat!"

A/N I wonder who this is going on and saving our sweet little heroin! Lol  I wonder who it is saving her with his/her sweet little British accent… Tootles!