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"Liz? What's wrong?" Veronica asked as Elizabeth tore through her room, throwing anything she could get her hands on. "Lizzy! Stop it!" she yelled, grabbing things from her hands, attempting to stop her.
"Leave me alone V." she warned, breathing a heavy sigh. The slight trace of tears rimmed her red eyes.
"H...have you been crying?" Veronica asked, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.
"Hey, what's all the commotion? We were headed to bed when we heard the sounds of things breaking?" Fred asked, entering the room, followed by George.
"George, Fred...please go away." Liz whispered harshly. Seeing they weren't moving, she pushed passed Veronica and locked herself in the bathroom.
"No no no no no!" Veronica cried, banging on the bathroom door. "Liz, open the door this instant! Don't do it!"
"Don't do what?" Fred asked, walking up to the bathroom door.
"Liz used to have problems.......problems......cutting. She just got well and I don't want it happening again." Veronica explained, still trying to get inside.
"Cutting? You mean she?" George asked, looking concerned.
"Yes. Exactly what it sounds like." she nodded, still banging on the door.
"Liz, please, let us in." George said, softly knocking on the door.
"Please, just leave me alone!" Liz sighed, sounding slightly annoyed.
"Then please come out." Veronica replied.
"Fine." Liz said, unlocking the door and walking out. Instantly, Veronica grabbed her arms, checking them throughly, but finding nothing.
"Show me your legs....now." Veronica stated, crossing her arms over her chest.
"ARG! Fine!" Liz whined, pulling her skirt up, shutting her eyes.
"ELIZABETH NICOLE WILSON!" Veronica yelled, lightly brushing the thin cut across her friend's leg. "You said you weren't cutting!"
"It's only one! That's all! I swear!" Liz cried, pleading.
"Liz, why would you do this?" Fred inquired, grabbing her arm slightly.
"I was upset and that's the only way I know to fix it." she replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"That's dangerous, Liz. Do you really want to hurt yourself that much?" George asked, placing a friendly arm around her shoulders.
"Not like you care." Liz mumbled, shrugging his arm off.
"Yes, I care, Liz!" George stated, taking her hand now. Liz faced him, glaring silently. "Come with me." he said, pulling her out the door. "I'm taking you to Madam Pomfrey."
"No! I don't want to go!" she complained, yet allowing herself to be dragged by George. Once they were gone, Fred turned questioningly towards Veronica.
"You know why she cut, and you're going to tell me." he stated, sitting down on Veronica's bed.
"Yes, I do know why, but I cannot tell you." she shrugged, an angry scowl set on her face.
"Yes you can. Dammit Veronica, she's my friend too. I know I just met her, but she's like a little sister to me." he argued.
"That, my friend, is exactly the problem." she stated, throwing her brush angrily at her mirror, breaking it into pieces.
"Whoa, calm down! What do you mean?" he asked, before saying a quick spell to clean the mess.
"In case you didn't notice, she likes George! A WHOLE bunch! She just happened to hear you and him talking and she heard him say that he just likes her as a friend and how she's a little sister to him. I know, it doesn't seem like a big deal right? To her, it is. She has a tendency to take things a bit too far sometimes." she finished, throwing herself on her bed.
"Whoa. Wait, she likes George?" he asked, shaking his head. "Did I hear you right?"
"Yes, you did my dear Weasley friend. She likes him a lot. I can tell. I've known her for a long time, and trust me, she has it bad!" she nodded matter-of-factly.
"Well we have quite a mixup on our hands because I happen to know for a fact that George likes her too. He just said what he said as a cover up. I can tell he likes her, hell I'm his twin. Of COURSE I can tell." Fred said, raising his eyebrows.
"He what? He does?!?" Veronica asked excitedly, standing up quickly.
"Yea, he sure as hell does." Fred nodded, smiling.
HOSPITAL WING
"I cannot believe you dragged me all the way here for just a little cut." Liz sighed, crossing her arms angrily.
"Well I don't know the spell to fix cuts and you didn't seem to either so stop complaining!" he fought back, sitting on the bed across from hers.
"I'm fine okay!" she huffed, now letting her arms dangle at her sides.
"No, you're not. Veronica said you got well, why all of a sudden start again?" he asked, concern evident.
"It's not that I wanted to start again, it's just, I needed an escape." she sighed, shrugging her shoulders.
"Escape from what?" he inquired, slowly walking towards her.
"Nevermind." she dismissed, looking away from him.
"There are other ways to get away from problems. Try flying." he suggested, standing fully in front of her.
"One problem." she snorted in laughter. "I don't know how to fly." she laughed.
"I'll help you, just promise never to do this again. You really scared me." he offered, hugging her close.
"I'm sorry." she whispered, hugging him back.
"Liz? What's wrong?" Veronica asked as Elizabeth tore through her room, throwing anything she could get her hands on. "Lizzy! Stop it!" she yelled, grabbing things from her hands, attempting to stop her.
"Leave me alone V." she warned, breathing a heavy sigh. The slight trace of tears rimmed her red eyes.
"H...have you been crying?" Veronica asked, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.
"Hey, what's all the commotion? We were headed to bed when we heard the sounds of things breaking?" Fred asked, entering the room, followed by George.
"George, Fred...please go away." Liz whispered harshly. Seeing they weren't moving, she pushed passed Veronica and locked herself in the bathroom.
"No no no no no!" Veronica cried, banging on the bathroom door. "Liz, open the door this instant! Don't do it!"
"Don't do what?" Fred asked, walking up to the bathroom door.
"Liz used to have problems.......problems......cutting. She just got well and I don't want it happening again." Veronica explained, still trying to get inside.
"Cutting? You mean she?" George asked, looking concerned.
"Yes. Exactly what it sounds like." she nodded, still banging on the door.
"Liz, please, let us in." George said, softly knocking on the door.
"Please, just leave me alone!" Liz sighed, sounding slightly annoyed.
"Then please come out." Veronica replied.
"Fine." Liz said, unlocking the door and walking out. Instantly, Veronica grabbed her arms, checking them throughly, but finding nothing.
"Show me your legs....now." Veronica stated, crossing her arms over her chest.
"ARG! Fine!" Liz whined, pulling her skirt up, shutting her eyes.
"ELIZABETH NICOLE WILSON!" Veronica yelled, lightly brushing the thin cut across her friend's leg. "You said you weren't cutting!"
"It's only one! That's all! I swear!" Liz cried, pleading.
"Liz, why would you do this?" Fred inquired, grabbing her arm slightly.
"I was upset and that's the only way I know to fix it." she replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"That's dangerous, Liz. Do you really want to hurt yourself that much?" George asked, placing a friendly arm around her shoulders.
"Not like you care." Liz mumbled, shrugging his arm off.
"Yes, I care, Liz!" George stated, taking her hand now. Liz faced him, glaring silently. "Come with me." he said, pulling her out the door. "I'm taking you to Madam Pomfrey."
"No! I don't want to go!" she complained, yet allowing herself to be dragged by George. Once they were gone, Fred turned questioningly towards Veronica.
"You know why she cut, and you're going to tell me." he stated, sitting down on Veronica's bed.
"Yes, I do know why, but I cannot tell you." she shrugged, an angry scowl set on her face.
"Yes you can. Dammit Veronica, she's my friend too. I know I just met her, but she's like a little sister to me." he argued.
"That, my friend, is exactly the problem." she stated, throwing her brush angrily at her mirror, breaking it into pieces.
"Whoa, calm down! What do you mean?" he asked, before saying a quick spell to clean the mess.
"In case you didn't notice, she likes George! A WHOLE bunch! She just happened to hear you and him talking and she heard him say that he just likes her as a friend and how she's a little sister to him. I know, it doesn't seem like a big deal right? To her, it is. She has a tendency to take things a bit too far sometimes." she finished, throwing herself on her bed.
"Whoa. Wait, she likes George?" he asked, shaking his head. "Did I hear you right?"
"Yes, you did my dear Weasley friend. She likes him a lot. I can tell. I've known her for a long time, and trust me, she has it bad!" she nodded matter-of-factly.
"Well we have quite a mixup on our hands because I happen to know for a fact that George likes her too. He just said what he said as a cover up. I can tell he likes her, hell I'm his twin. Of COURSE I can tell." Fred said, raising his eyebrows.
"He what? He does?!?" Veronica asked excitedly, standing up quickly.
"Yea, he sure as hell does." Fred nodded, smiling.
HOSPITAL WING
"I cannot believe you dragged me all the way here for just a little cut." Liz sighed, crossing her arms angrily.
"Well I don't know the spell to fix cuts and you didn't seem to either so stop complaining!" he fought back, sitting on the bed across from hers.
"I'm fine okay!" she huffed, now letting her arms dangle at her sides.
"No, you're not. Veronica said you got well, why all of a sudden start again?" he asked, concern evident.
"It's not that I wanted to start again, it's just, I needed an escape." she sighed, shrugging her shoulders.
"Escape from what?" he inquired, slowly walking towards her.
"Nevermind." she dismissed, looking away from him.
"There are other ways to get away from problems. Try flying." he suggested, standing fully in front of her.
"One problem." she snorted in laughter. "I don't know how to fly." she laughed.
"I'll help you, just promise never to do this again. You really scared me." he offered, hugging her close.
"I'm sorry." she whispered, hugging him back.