Chapter Five

Assumptions Gone Too Far

After making out for at least a half an hour George flopped over onto the bed for a breather. Jenny was still wearing all of clothes and so was George, except for the shirt he had removed awhile before. Mrs. Weasley had already knocked on the door three times for them to come to dinner and was at the door again as George started to breath again and Jenny started breathing slower.

"Are you two coming down for dinner or not?' She yelled from the door and George climbed off the bed with Jenny in tow. Jenny threw him his shirt from the end of the bed as she grabbed her jacket and they pulled them back on before they headed out of the room and to a fuming Mrs. Weasley.

"Sorry, mum, . We we're talking. We're coming to dinner now, okay?' George said slyly and his mother stomped down the stairs.

"Looks like someone thinks the same way Ron does." Jenny commented as she trudged down the hallway behind George who was slightly embarrassed that his mother may be thinking he is having sex with Jenny.

"Probably." He sighed and sat down at the table that was set up in the garden. Jenny took the only available seat which, know Mrs. Weasley was strategically in between Percy and Arthur. Under her breath Jenny cursed Mrs. Weasley for making assumptions and sat down in the seat while Percy eyed her.

"Pervert." She whispered and Arthur turned to see if she was talking to him. She was looking straight into Percy's eyes and kept the gaze for awhile before she turned to the food in front of her. With her fork she picked up green beans and ate them. Everyone at the table, except for George and Fleur, were eyeing her as if she was killing someone or just had. She slammed her fork down and politely, but frustratedly turned to Mrs. Weasley. "I'm sorry, but I need to go now. I mustn't keep my sister worrying about me and thank you for the meal." She got up and when she reached the doorframe she yelled over her shoulder. "And I'm not having sex with your son!"

"She's right you know. It was nice to see you guys" George waved good bye and followed his girlfriend to the car after grabbing his things from the couch. While mumbling "stupid…..ass…….jackass….panties in a twist……..nothing at all." Jenny climbed into the car and popped the trunk open. As Jenny turned her music up too loud George shoved his things into the car trunk and got into the seat next to her. With that she pulled away from the curve and drove back home. Not one word was shared between the two of them and Jenny felt like she was going to cry because of it. When Jenny pulled into the driveway she stopped the car and put it in park and as George climbed out and grabbed his things she pounded her hands on the steering wheel and waited until he was inside the house before she got out of the car.

"What's wrong Jenny?' Liz asked her sister as she stomped into the kitchen and sat down on a stool next to Fred who was drinking a soda.

"Nothing." She hissed and shot daggers at her sister. George stumbled up the stairs madly and threw his things on his bed before he kicked the wall. He couldn't believe the nerve of his family. Even if he was having intimate relations with Jenny it was none of their business. He kicked the wall again and it started to crack under the pressure. He heard someone bound up the stairs and Fred entered his room with two cold sodas in his hands. Fred was jittering with caffeine already, but was going to drink yet another soda. He threw one at George, who looked at it quickly and opened it up. After having a sip to make sure it tasted fine he chugged the soda down and felt a head rush for a minute.

"What happened at home this time?" Fred asked hoping that since Jenny wouldn't talk maybe George would.

"Ron caught us kissing and thought we were having sex. SO then, I don't know if he told anyone, but everyone was staring at us and wouldn't let us sit with each other at the table because they thought we were having sex." With each word he trembled at the remembrance of his bloody family.

"If it wasn't you I would think that was really funny. Mum will get over it soon, she just thinks that we're leaving her alone. You know how she got last summer. She thought we were all going to die and who knows if she doesn't still think it." Fred gave his brother a reassuringly patted his twin brother's shoulder and left the room.

As Jenny walked up the stairs she heard Fred talking to George and watched him leave the room.

"Hey Jen." Fred waved as she continued to her room and she waved back. When she was safe in her room with the door locked he turned on Sum 41's "Does This Look Infected" up loud and turned on the shower. The wave of cold water soothed her anger and she slid down the wall and sat on the tiled ground. Tears fell from her blue eyes and she wiped them away quickly with her hand. She hated how they had treated her, especially since she had made an effort to be nice and do whatever she was asked. As the lyrics to Over My Head floated around her she got up and sang along. The water washed away the grime and sweat she had acquired, she scrubbed herself with orange scented soap and heard a knock on her door. Obviously someone wanted in, but she didn't want to let anyone in while she was bathing.

"Go away, I'm not in the mood to talk." She yelled and she heard footsteps enter her room and the lock came undone. "Go away." She cried, but George sat down on the ground outside of the shower and looked up at the steaming shower.

"I think you forgot that I can undo any lock. And can we please talk?" He purred to Jenny who was now washing her hair.

"Fine. What do you want?" She growled trying her hardest not to forget about the incident at the Burrow.

"Please don't be angry. It's not our fault that they assumed that what we were doing in my room. We know we're going at our pace, so we shouldn't worry about what everyone else thinks." He continued to purr and made Jenny feel calm, even though she wanted to be angry.

"Fine, now could you please leave?'

"Sure, I'll see ya." As Jenny shut the water off she heard George close the door behind him and pound down the stairs. Sighing, she slipped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her wet body. Without a word she turned off her Sum 41 CD and slipped in Howie Day's "Stop All the World Now". She had a feeling this was a mood swing. She had felt like killing something just a second ago and now she wanted to cry. After she had put on her pajamas, which consisted of a tank top and a pair of sweat shorts, she turned the lights off and crept into her bed. Before she actually fell asleep someone came into the room and left when they realized she was asleep.

Liz pocked her head into her sister's room and found that she was sleeping. She sighed and left the room and went to Fred's. He was waiting for her and watched as she walked to the bed and sat down with a huge sigh.

"Is she asleep?" Liz nodded her head and fell back onto the bed and watched the ceiling.

"Those two are so moody. One minute they're cuddling, the next they're fighting about something and then they both are asleep at seven o'clock."

"Yeah, well George thinks mum is a bit controlling and protective, so when she does act like that he likes to show her." Fred fell back onto the bed next to Liz and watched the ceiling too. She propped herself up on her elbows and looked Fred over. He was wearing a black shirt and a pair of shorts. She rolled over on top of him and gave a kiss before she got up and left the room. Fred watched as her hips swayed while she was leaving. He smiled and wished he could stay in this house forever, then he remembered he and George still were making plans to start a joke shop. They had already looked at places in Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley, but still hadn't chosen a place. He twiddled his fingers and looked at the ceiling again.