A/N: I own nothing I don't even think I own this message. I only own Christine and Casey. But really I am not making a profit from this so there is no real use of doing this message is there? Any way if you are one of the few people who read this message please review or else I'll forget to update.
A little thing called
Chapter six
A little thing called a smoke
Fred went back into the staff lounge and saw George sitting there looking terrible. He was holding a thick hard back cover book with gold writing on it. 'Gryffindor Quidditch team: A History.'
"Who gave that to you?"
"Christine." Mumbled George moving it aside.
"Why would she give you a book?"
"To say sorry because I told her that I loved her and she ran."
"She didn't say it back? Hang on. Was she the girl you were dating? The so called One."
George nodded.
Fred sat down next to his twin.
"Things have away of sorting themselves out." Said Fred.
"What like it did with you and Hermione?" Snapped George punching the wall.
Fred got up.
"You know what mate. At least she loves me. She loves me enough to have my child. Unlike Christine."
George stood his eyes blazing with hate.
"Sorry Fred." George slumped into his seat again giving up his fight. "Maybe I'm just not made to be loved. Maybe I should just marry my job. Leave all the girls to Harry. He needs them, he has a so, who really needs a mum."
"You marry your job? I don't think so. You love this woman. I don't know what you should do. But do something. Forgive her. Go after her before you lose her."
Casey was running trying to catch up with Christine when she ran right into someone.
BANG
Casey fell straight to the ground.
"Watch where your going." She growled. Then she looked up into the chocolate brown eyes. He reached for her hand and pulled her up.
"I'm James. James Potter."
Casey blushed deeply as well as James. (AN Oh young love)
"Casey Granger. I am really sorry about before. I was looking for my Aunty she was running away or something. And I don't know my way around…and…"
"It's ok my dad saw her and went after her. He likes her you know."
"Really? Do you wanna—I understand if you don't—but do you want to get an ice-cream?"
"YES!!! I mean yeah that's cool."
Casey walked with James to the ice cream shop. After ordering their ice cream they adsorbed into conversation about school parents, pet and themselves. They clicked straight away. Casey was funny. James was smart.
There was never a moment of silence the conversation flowed easily and the fact was that they both where very much into each other.
"What's wrong?" Asked Harry as he held the upset Christine in his arms. He ran his fingers through her hair.
"I don't want to talk about it." Came her muffled reply as she snuggled her head into his chest.
He tangled his fingers in her brown hair.
"Do you want me to find Hermione?"
She looked up into his eyes and smiled softly.
"Your really nice, you know. You are a picture of perfection. If only all guys were like you."
"You could always have me…if you want."
Christine smiled a cheeky grin.
"Thanks for the offer but—"
"You wouldn't want to get into a relation ship with me."
"Harry." She sighed.
"No I have to much baggage with a kid and everything. No it's Ok."
"Harry. I have way to much baggage. You have a kid, Harry. I don't care about that. But I have been through some stuff that makes me, what you say. Cold? Heartless? One of the two."
Harry leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.
"So have I." He whispered.
'What about George. Shit I have to get myself out of here. Fast.'
"I have to go."
"Did I come on to fast?"
"I sort of have a guy in my life."
"Oh…sorry I didn't know."
"It's OK. I don't know if we are still together."
"Is that why you where upset?"
"Some of it."
Harry gave her a goofy smiled
"Well he should wake up before he losses you to some hansom smart sensitive and really strong guy, like me takes you."
Christine smiled and winked at him.
"Sure. Harry what ever you say."
She turned around to leave.
"If you ever need to talk. My bedroom's door is always free." He joked.
"See you tonight Potter."
"Not if I see you first."
Christine laughed to herself as she walked away.
"I like the view from here." He called out.
"See you tonight Potter."
Hermione stood in front of the mirror it was the seventh outfit that she had dragged out of the still packed boxes, ironed and thought it wasn't her.
She wanted to impress.
Fred had picked up Casey early because he wanted her to get to know his parents before everyone else came. Hermione didn't know what to do about her and Fred. She never really had gotten over him. But the fact is she never wanted to get over him. Her heart belonged to him no one else.
She flung her self back on to her bed when she heard Christine muttering spells in her room.
Hermione knew what would happen next. When ever times got tough for her she would lock her self in her room and listen to music. It was her escape…or that's what Hermione thought anyway.
"I hate him." Hermione heard Christine shout as a sound of piano keys banged down making an out of key sound.
'George? She can hardly hate George. Can she?' Thought Hermione as she sneaked out of her bed room and down the hall to Christine's.
My lullaby,hung out to dry
What's up with that
It's over
Where are you dad
Mum's lookin' sad
What's up with that
It's dark in here
Hermione half opened Christine's door and saw her sitting at a black piano moving her fingers over the keys. Hermione never knew Christine could play a musical interment.
Why bleeding is breathing
You're hiding , underneath the smoke in the room
Try , bleeding is believing
I used to
Christine turned her head to turn the page and saw Hermione.
"What are you doing here? I thought you left with Casey."
"No I decided to come with you. I never knew you could play piano."
Christine slammed down the lid and turned to her.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Is that the end of the song?" Christine shook her head. Hermione knew not to pressure her to hear the end "It's really good."
Christine turned back to the piano and hung her head.
Hermione took this as her que to walk into her room. She sat next to her and lifted the lid.
"You a really good singer."
"I wrote this song (AN She didn't write this song but I am saying she did) when I was in seventh year."
"Really? You never talk about your past. What is it about?"
"My life." She answered softly before running her fingers though her hair. "We better get ready."
"Sure." Hermione got up and walked to the door. "How did things go with George?"
"You'll be proud of me Mione. I resited the temptation to hit someone."
"That bad."
"No I'm just kinky."
Hermione gave her a look.
"That bad." She muttered banging her head against the hard lid of the piano.
"Well just think you have a whole dinner with him and his family."
"And that well make me better, how?"
"It wont but it will make me feel a lot better."
Christine rolled her eyes.
"M-m-m-my name is Casey." Greeted Casey offering her hand to Molly and Arthur Weasley. "Nice to meet you."
Molly grabbed Casey around the waist and gave her a huge hug.
"She's so polite. Isn't she Arthur? Oh she's so sweet. I just want to bottle her up. Don't you?"
"I think her mother would kill her if I did, mum."
Casey blushed as Molly held her at arms length.
"She's so prefect. The perfect granddaughter."
"Mum she's your only granddaughter."
Arthur sneaked Casey out of the room as Molly and Fred started to talk about Casey and how Hermione and he should get back together.
"So Casey do you like butterbeer?"
"Very much Sir." Squeaked Casey as she sat on the set that was placed around a nicely set table, with golden candle stick holders and long white candles. Placed on a nicely pressed white table cloth with gold stitching. Her hands ran across it trying not to crease it.
"Molly made me set that table three times before she settled with that. She wants to make a great impression."
"I don't know why she bothered. I would have loved you if I had to eat out of holes in the ground." Whispered Casey.
Arthur smiled and sat down next to her.
"Us Weasley's have a way of doing things. Trying to impress. Your father and George tried to impress members of the opposite sex by being prank legends. Molly cooks to impress. While I—"
"Be nice and caring and everyone flocks to you?" Joked Casey getting a little bit more confidence.
"How did you know?"
"Christine tells me stories."
"Oh does she now." He smiled. "The best thing about being up on war crimes was when I got to meet her. She was someone important. She can switch in and out of Lawyer mode like that." Said Arthur clicking his fingers together.
"Yeah I know." Casey moved around so she could have a better view of Arthur. "Once I had this teacher who was making my life hell so mum went up to him and confronted him. So after that my marks for that subject started to go down. So then Christine went up to him and did her whole lawyer thing that she does. And then my marks where back to normal."
"So what is your favourite subject?"
"Defence against the dark arts."
George was sitting on his bed. The same bed were Christine became his were he showed her how much he loved her. Even though at the time she didn't know it. If she did what would she have done? George didn't want to go to his parents place for dinner.
He picked up a goblet and chucked it at the wall. It smashed into thousands of splinters.
'He kissed her. My Christine. He kissed her.' He thought angrily. He couldn't pretend that everything was fine at the dinner table. He hated what those three small words had done to the best thing that ever happened to him.
The there was a light tap on his door.
Cursing George got up and walked over to the door.
He slowly opened it and saw her. Her hazel eyes her long brown hair and her soft skin that he ached to touch.
"What are you doing here?" He hissed. She pushed past him and walked into his apartment.
"Listen here and listen good." She turned around to face him. "I don't know if we are still together. But Harry Potter kissed me. I am telling you this because I really like you. And I don't want to lose you. But if the only way I can keep you is if I lie and say I love you before I even know if I do. Then I will lose you because I don't want to lie to you. It's just the way I am."
Christine took a time to breath and then she looked at him not knowing what to expect. She stood there.
"Like? LIKE!? Like isn't good enough for me."
"George I want to make this work. I do really like you. I just cant say that I love you. Cause I don't know if I do."
"Make it work? Make it work by kissing my little brothers best friend?"
"He kissed me!" She yelled waving her hand in the air trying to get her point across.
"So I didn't see you slap him across the face and tell him to get off you."
"I was in shock. And how did you know what I was doing?"
"I saw you. You cheated on me."
"No I didn't. I didn't kiss back."
George held the door open for her.
"We are over. Get out! Now!"
"Fine." She spat walking away down the hallway.
"SHIT!" He yelled as he chucked another goblet at the wall.
Molly was catching up on all the gossip from Hermione when Christine knocked on the door.
"I'll get it." Shouted Fred as she swang the door open. He looked at Christine.
"Not a word." She hissed at him before she put on a fake smile and walked into the Borrow.
"So how my brother?" He whispered.
"Do you want a smack in the face?" She responded through gritted teeth.
Fred smiled.
Then there was another knock on the door.
'Not now. Please. I've seen too much of George as it is…hang on…he wouldn't knock on his parents door…"
"Oh Remus nice for you to make it." Greeted Molly giving him a hug.
Christine shuddered and closed her eyes trying to make everything change.
"I might go and see Arthur." Lied Christine as she walked outside.
She made her way down to the Weasley lake.
"How did things go with your boyfriend, partner, what ever you call him?" Asked Harry as he sat next to her.
"Not so good. Broke up."
"Is that why you are so upset?"
"No."
Harry didn't push her for anymore information he just wrapped his arm around her and held her as he burred her head into his chest.
Ok that chapter has finished. The next on will have more of the dinner, with George arriving. Ginny finds some dirt of Christine. And much much more. The song is by Natalie Imbruglia and it's called Smoke
Who do you want Christine to end up with?
1)George Weasley
2)Ron Weasley
3)Harry Potter
Who do you want Hermione to end up with?
1)George Weasley
2)Ron Weasley
3)Harry Potter
4)Fred Weasley
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Ron-0
Harry- 21
Hermione's love lifeGeorge-2
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