Watch Us Sin: Betrayal
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Rating: R
Pairing: Fred/George age 16
Warning: Slash, and incest (or twincest)
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine but JKR's, don't sue, blah, blah, blah.
A/N: I say that it's about time for me to update this story. This is George, and I guess I should have reread my story but I just didn't want to, and I think my writing style changed again. I know it's been far too long between updates and I'm sorry about that. Life has been busy and I haven't written anything for months. Enjoy.
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Who knew that I could have such an effect on people? The Gryffindors have figured out that it's my fault for the shift, the split, the separation. Of all the words I could use I think that tear is the best one. I tore us apart in the most horrid of ways. The Gryffindors shun me, innocently enough but I hurt one of theirs, and that is unacceptable. They want the same old happy, the cheerful pranksters of Gryffindor. I'm sorry that I ruined it for them, but this is my life too.
But no one knows the truth, only those involved and barely even that. Fred knows little, even if he suspects correctly he knows none of the details, the small intricacies that have influenced everyone.
Blaise, wonder why I've chosen now to mention him. He's a beautiful creature, all dark and sensual, a true Slytherin. He's the extra bit of danger I've been looking for. Angelina, she was a decoy I suppose. She's the one who introduced me to the serpent, I guess she was trying to get me out of the way.
She's madly in love with Fred, and who wouldn't be, he's a beautiful and innocent creature, such a contrast to Blaise.
I thought I could play with them all, but somewhere in my game things went wrong. Hearts got broken and things just changed, and I don't know what to do anymore. Truly I am sorry I was so cruel, but I got something I've been wanting for a very long time. The price I paid to have what I wanted was the love and trust of my loving brother.
And I know Blaise isn't worth it, no one is compared to my brother. I can say that with confidence now, even thought my confidence is shattered into an infinite amount of guilt ridden pieces.
I had fun with Blaise though, I still do, and I've grown fond of him and perhaps somewhere in that cold Slytherin heart of his he feels the slightest bit for me. I know that he could care less, I didn't go to him for love, but he understands more than anyone right now. He's become more than entertainment now, he's my confidante. But I don't fool myself into believing any more than that, I don't even think that I can truly trust him but he's all I have now.
Unless I can find some way to get my brother back.
But I rarely see him anymore. I try to stay away from the tower and all the lions in their gold and scarlet. It's hard, because before my life was the lion den, everything I did revolved around it, and I was happy.
Happy but empty, now I'm not happy and yet I'm still empty, in a different way but the hole is till there. The hole grows steadily as each day passes and I want to turn back time, change my actions and just find a way to have it all. How selfish of me, and that's what I've been for the longest time. So selfish and heartless and I thought I could play this game and win but there have been only losses and such great losses at that, I don't know what I was thinking.
Perhaps the problem was that I wasn't thinking, that I was just trying to better my own life and fulfill all my desires.
It is so hard to sit in the great hall, because he's there, my beautiful brother, always looking heartbroken. He doesn't ever glance at me, he stares down at his plate and sometimes it appears as if he's trying to blink away tears. I hate that I've gone and done that to him, I just want to hold him in my arms again. I want him to feel happy, I want him to smile and I want to be the one making him smile.
Sadness covers him like a fog, coating him so thickly I wonder if rain clouds will form above him and shower him with rain.
From my vantage point at the Slytherin table, sitting beside Blaise, I feel as if I'm being swallowed up in silence, that ice is forming around my heart and all the joy is being sucked out of me. Not even Blaise can help me anymore; I'm too far-gone, just like my brother.
The disappointment I feel cannot be described. I should as for his forgiveness, I should at least try to make it right.
But I don't think that Fred would even listen to me anymore. I don't even care if he forgives me; I just want him back. I'd do anything to get him back.
Anything.
Finis
A/N: Feel free to tell me if I strayed from any of my previously written chapters, I'm a bit rusty. Any comments are welcome, I love Blaise.lol. This chapter made little sense to me and I don't know why I added Blaise, I thought I needed more characters so there you go.