Ch.12
"I can't believe you did that to my brother," Charlie said to me after dinner.
"Yeah, well, he deserved it," I said as I was clearing the table.
"For kissing you?"
"Not just that."
"Then what?"
"For being an overall ass that's why!" I said, putting some dirty dishes into the sink.
"That is not a reason!" he responded, magicing the dishes to clean themselves.
"Well to me, that is good enough of a reason," I answered, putting more dishes into the sink.
Charlie sighed and shook his head. "Spear, what's the password?"
It was my turn to shake my head. But instead of sighing, I let out a tired laugh. "What makes you think I'm going to tell you? I already know that if I do, you're going up there to tell him what it is."
"Then just give me a clue about it then," said he. I looked at the floor and then, with my wand, had the broom sweep the floor. I then looked at Charlie.
"Do you remember when we were at Hogwarts? When I locked Bill in the closet?"
"How can I forget? You did leave him in there for about 8 hours or so."
"Do you remember what I told him?
"You told him that the only way for him to get out of the closet was for him to proclaim his undying love for you. And that he had to mean it, not just to say it. Of course, he did say it after many hours of waiting. You were so happy when he did it," Charlie said as he made one of the mops clean the floor. A look of realization dawned on his face.
"You're going to have him say it again!"
"I wanted to see if what you told me was true," I answered back, sitting down on the nearest chair. "And if he was lying to me, then I know that you were lying. And because you lied to me, then that means that I will have to hurt you," I said with my sweetest smile.
"You know he could just disapparate from there."
"No he can't. I made sure of it."
"Wow. You really want him to stay in there, don't you? At last, until he says it." said Charlie, leaning on the cabinet.
"But you see, when he actually says it, he still won't get out because he won't mean it."
"Why do you keep on saying that!"
"Because it's true! Charlie, he wouldn't have broken up with me if he did love me!"
"What if... What if that person had a reason to brake up with you. What if someone threatened to kill you if he didn't brake up with you," Charlie said while looking down on the ground.
My expression, I would find out later from Charlie, was one of great shock. I slowly rose up from my chair and walked towards him as slowly as I could.
"Charlie, who would have threatened my life so Bill would break up with me? Why would Bill actually do that and not tell me? Why didn't he tell me!" I asked as I continued on my way towards Charlie. My anger felt like it was boiling over and that I would explode in any second.
"I am not at liberty to say that at this very moment."
"And why not?"
"I have been sworn to a brothers oath," he said to me simply.
When I finally reached Charlie, I grabbed his collar and brought him down to my eye level.
"Charlie, if you love me in any way, shape, or form, you will tell me who it was," I told him in my sweetest voice.
"Damn you," he said to me. I just smiled. Since our first year in Hogwarts, Charlie has never been able to say no to me when I said that line. Charlie was just about to tell me why when Bill came through the door. I let go of Charlie's shirt in shock.
"How did you get out of there!" I asked him.
"Well after trying to break down the door, I remembered that you did the same thing to me when we were at Hogwarts. I then decided that maybe what I said there would probably work here," he said to me with a grin. "So I proclaimed my undying love for you and it opened up."
"But you weren't supposed to mean it. It was only supposed to open up if you actually meant it."
"Oh, but I did mean it. Just like I did in Hogwarts," he said to me, still with that grin on his face. I glared at him and hoping that I could just curse him right there and then.
'He didn't mean it! He found out a way to get out of there without having to say it!' I thought.
'He does mean it! You just don't want to admit it to your self that he does!' S.C. said.
"I am going to the room. If either of you two Weasley boys decide to follow me, you are both minced meat!" I said.
As I walked towards the door, I heard Bill whisper to Charlie, "What were you going to tell her?"
"None of your business," I heard Charlie reply as I the door closed behind me. I went up the stairs and rushed into the room as quickly as possible. I closed the door behind me and kicked it as hard as I could.
'My! Someone's angry!' S.C. said.
"Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!" I screamed to it while going to a drawer.
'Oh come on now! Why can't you just admit it to yourself that he still loves you and that you still love him!' S.C. said as I pulled out an old white tank top and an old pair of boxers.
"Because I don't love him! I do not love Bill!"
'Yes you do! You know how I know? Because when he kissed you, you were happy. For that brief moment, you were finally happy.'
I remained quite. I then got my wand and pointed it at the palm of my hand. A bottle of purple potion appeared in it.
'WHAT IS THAT!' S.C. said in a panicky voice.
"Oh this?" I asked as if it asked me an everyday question. "This wonderful potion is to help me sleep."
'A SLEEPING POTION!'
"Exactly. This wonderful potion will let me sleep for five wonderful hours. Those five beautiful hours will be in dreamless silent. Which means I don't have to listen to you nag!" I exclaimed in joy.
"You wouldn't!"
"I wouldn't?" I said while getting into the bed. "For being in my mind, you really don't know me that well do you?"
I drank about half the potion. I decided to save the rest for later. I began to feel my eyelids getting heavier with each second.
'Why did you have to do that!'
"Because I want to be able to sleep without you talking," I said right before I entered my dreamless sleep.
I woke up at around three in the morning. I waited for my eyes to adjust to the darkness and when they finally did, I saw that I wasn't alone in the room. Someone was sitting in the corner. As quickly as I could, I reached for my wand and stuck it in the direction of the figure. That was when I realized that Bill was the one who was sitting there.
'He gave up the bed for you,' S.C. said.
'I know,' I replied.
'So what are you going to do about it?'
'I'll ask him if he wants to come into the bed with me,' I answered back.
'Wow! So you're not as cold blooded as I thought!'
'Oh shush you!' I stated as I got out of the bed. When my feet touched the floor, I felt a shiver go up my spine. For being the middle of summer, it was freezing in the room. I felt guilty now. He didn't even have a blanket to cover him. I moved towards him and shook his shoulder.
"Bill?" I said. He didn't move.
"Bill?" I said a little louder. He moved a little bit.
"BILL!" I said, almost yelling. I then saw his hand go straight to my throat. I felt his fingers close around my neckas he began to choke me.
"Bill!" I some how choked out. He then woke up and saw what he was doing. He let go of me instantly.
"Spear! Oh my... I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you much?" he asked me as he caressed my neck. I was glad that it was dark. I didn't want him to see my face going red at that moment.
"I'm fine," I said, pushing his hand away from me. "What were you dreaming about that would make you do that?"
"Nothing for you to worry about."
"Who said I was worried? You just tried to choke me and I just want to know if it had something to do with a dream."
"Ok... Is there a reason why you woke me up? Did you have one of your dreams or something?"
"No, I'm starting to drink a potion for that. I just... I just wanted to know if you wanted to share the bed with me. It's pretty cold and I don't want the you die of frostbite. I don't want the responsibility of being the one that caused your death."
He looked at me for a few minutes. The next thing I knew, he went back to sleep muttering, "I thought this part of my dream past."
"HEY! If this was a dream would this hurt?" I asked, pinching him in the arm.
"Ow!" he said as he pulled his arm away from me. "Ok, so this isn't a dream. But, if you don't mind me asking, why are you being so nice to me? You've been pretty cold to me all day."
That pushed me over the edge.
"Can't I be nice for once? I have been nice to you before! I'm not that cold-hearted!" I said, sitting on the floor. I was trying to calm myself down as much as possible. I then felt Bill sit down next to me. Then, the palm of his right hand was on my left cheek and turned my head toward his.
"I'm sorry. But how do you expect me to react? You been pretty bitchy to me all day," he said.
"Yeah, well, you can expect anymore from me. You did break up with me. And now I found out that that reason that you gave me might not be true after all," I said while moving his hand away form my face.
'Aww. Why did you have to do that for?' S.C. said.
'Be quite!' I thought. Bill got up from the floor at the same time that I did.
"So are you going to sleep in the bed or what?" I asked once more. He looked at me and then at the bed. He then nodded. He got in before I took a step towards it and when I went to get in the covers, I could already hear his light snoring.
"A famous Weasley trait," I said to myself. I put my head on the pillow and was about to go to sleep when I felt his arm go around my waist.
"Bill?" I whispered to him. There was no response. Instead, he pulled me closer to him.
"Great," I said. I was thinking maybe I could disapparate from my position when something inside of me told me not to. So instead. I got closer to him and fell asleep in his arms. It felt like old times again.