Don't Break My Heart
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the Harry Potter world, except Ava Wood (who is Oliver's little sister).
Chapter One : The Breakup
"...Listen, Ava, I'm sorry, but I've known Veronica for my entire life, and this summer..." Lee trailed off.
Ava stared out the window, thinking. I knew this would happen. Lee is such a jerk. Is it because I'm not a loyal enough girlfriend? Too short? Skinny? Fat? What's wrong this time, dear precious Lee?
"Ava? Ava?"
Lee's concerned tone awakened Ava from her train of thought. Close to tears, she muttered, "Sure, whatever."
"Ava, don't be that way."
"I'm not being that way Lee. It's fine."
Lee hesistantly patted her shoulder, and awkardly left the room, not knowing how else to comfort her.
As soon as he was out of earshot, Ava broke into sobs. She was used to Lee's attitude. And she was starting to get used to it. So why exactly am I crying?
She suddenly stopped. Did you really think that Lee's constant ridicule would make you a better person? her brain provoked
Mmm... Ava bit her lip.
Do you really think that his attitude was the best for you?
I loved him. But, I guess you're right. Things have changed. Lee has Veronica, and I have...
No one. Face it Ava, you were meant to be a loner, her brain taunted.
No!
Really? What about that fling you had with Flint? And Diggory...
Cedric and I are cool with it, and we're friends...
So?
He doesn't count, that's what!
Well, let's not forget the most recent?
"Stop!" she cried, putting her hands over her ears and starting to weep.
"Ava?" called a voice gently.
Ava looked up and stared. Fred. Actually, Fred and George, at the door, but just Fred who spoke.
Fred sat down across from her and held her hands in his. "What's wrong?"
George leaned against the door asking, "Where's Lee?"
Those comments started the waterworks all over again. Ava whipped her hands out of Fred's to cover her sobs.
George curled his hands into fists and growled, "I'm going to find Lee." And with that he left.
Fred, at first, just stared at her. "Ava. Did he...?"
Ava wailed even harder. He took this as a sign of yes, Lee dumped Ava.
Fred understood. Afterall, he had seen Ava with Lee. She was the happiest person in Howgarts, and it looked as if her smile would drop from her face. She was elated with Lee. What happened?
You aren't going to get anything out of Ava for a while.
He got up, and slid to the seat next to her, hugging her tightly. And waited.
"I'm going to kill him, if it's the last thing I do!" muttered George, as he paced down the halls on the search for Lee. George, Fred, and Ava were the best of friends, and he knew how happy Ava had been with Jordan. Lee, you idiot! What did you do?
Fred, George, and Ava felt like they have known each other practically ever since they could remember. Ava was the brains of her family, and was even given the oppurtunity to skip a year, but decided against it so she could stay with the twins, her best friends. But her genius didn't get in the way with her constant pranking. She was just as bad as Fred and George.
And usually George wouldn't be this mad, especially since Lee was a good friend of his too. But George had always loved Ava. Her long, dark brown, with currently red highlights, straight hair, her amazing hazel eyes, and her gracefulness, voice, everything.
God, where the hell is Lee? George thought, grinding his teeth.
"Ava? Be strong. Remember? We're the FAGs (Fred Ava George). You need to be strong."
Usually just thinking of the acronym their names made, Ava would die laughing. But she just looked like she would die of heartbreak. Or drown in her tears.
Ava stopped crying after a while and let herself be swallowed by Fred's arms.
Fred thought, If only she knew. That being this close to her, it's the best feeling I've ever experienced. Is it love?
"Ava? Smile, please, smile for me."
Ava turned around and gave a smile. Fred groaned. Ava always had this beautiful, true smile, but would always hide it, using a fake commerical smile.
"Ava, please. Don't, don't," Fred pleaded.
She frowned, and whispered, "I don't know how to smile anymore."
In spite of the plight they were in, he laughed. But Ava's serious face and tone never quivered.
"Smiling, just isn't possible. Not now. Please Fred, don't make me smile." Ava begged, as if smiling meant being tortured in an underground chamber.
Fred just hugged Ava tighter. Suddenly, a bang, followed by a scream, was heard.
George finally found Lee, to his disgust, for Lee was, um..., a bit busy making-out with some blonde, idiot fourth year girl.
If it was any other time, George would've been a proper gentlemen and coughed. But in his fury, he grabbed Lee and hurled him out of the compartment. He turned back towards the girl, and said sweetly, "I have some business to attend to with Lee Jordan. He'll be with you in a moment." He then slammed to doors shut.
Lee, who was scrambled on the floor, stood up, roaring, "What the hell was that for Fred?"
Idiot. Even Ava knows the difference.
"One, I'm George. And two, what did you do to Ava?"
"What?"
"Don't tell me you dumped her!" he groaned.
"Yeah. So? She's too..."
George grabbed Lee by the collar and pushed him against the door with a loud bang. The blonde girl in the compartment curled up in fear and screamed.
"Too what, Lee?" he snarled. "Too loving? Too caring? Too supportive? Because your constant torment towards Ava while you were dating was despicable." George spat in Lee's face in hatred.
Then George let go of Lee and stalked off back to the compartment. He could see the sea of heads peering out of the doors to figure out what was going on. Unfortunately, Lee saw them too. And Lee didn't like being the coward in a fight, especially with witnesses. He stomped in pursue of revenge.
Ava wriggled out of Fred's arms and started for the door.
"Ava? Where are you...?" Fred started, his hand reaching out for her.
"I'm going to do something I should've done a long time ago," she answered, whipping the door open, wand in her clenched fist.
"Ava, wait!" He ran after her.
She started to walk down the corridor, when she saw George. She gave him a big hug, and whispered, "You know, he's right behind you, right?"
George looked at her, startled. She gave a genuine smile, and with one quick move, she veered him out of her way and attacked Lee.
"Expelliarmus!" she shouted, and Lee was blasted off his feet and smashed into the train divider, sprawled on the floor.
"Accio Lee Jordan!"
Jordan whizzed back towards Ava, and she gave him a punch in the face and a kick in the um...not very nice place. A faint groan uttered from the limp body.
"And you're lucky I don't kill you!" she snapped, and marched back into the compartment, with Fred and George cautiously trailing behind her.
Once safely in the room, Fred and George started howling with laughter.
"Did you see Lee? Total wreck!" blubbered George.
"Yeah, and when Ava went all out and hit him! Classic!" Fred gasped, close to tears.
Ava really didn't see what was funny. But usually, it was Fred and George who thought it was hilarious when she beat somebody up, not her. So normally, they would've given her a play-by-play of what happened, and if she was lucky, a recreation of the scene.
"Um...hello? Demo, please!" implored Ava.
Eventually, Fred and George laughed out their last laughs, and gave Ava the replay.
"...And you are soooo lucky that I don't kill you, you stupid idiot!" mocked George.
"I did NOT say that. I said, 'And you're lucky I don't kill you,' you bastard!"
"Whatever!" Fred said, in that really bad preppy girl impersonation he sometimes used.
"AAAHHH!" shrieked George and Ava, and Ava ran out of the room and down the halls shrieking.
"I'm soooo going to get you Ava, and then I'll give you the biggest girly slap I've ever given in my life!" Fred squealed, skipping after her.
"In your dreams!" she hollered. Looking ahead, she saw Lee, and jumped over him.
George growled at her, and said in a deep, sexy voice, "You cannot resist me forever!"
Ava continued to run and laugh, looking behind her, when she bumped into someone.
It was Malfoy. "You shouldn't be running around here. You might get hurt," he said silkily.
George caught up with Ava, and Fred was still behind skipping. "Watch it scum, she's with..."
"You? Like that would make her safe." He gave a smug smirk.
"Shut up Draco, or else you'll end up looking worse then Jordan," she said, jabbing her thumb towards Lee, who was still on the floor where she left him.
Malfoy peered over her shoulder to see what condition she left Lee in, and a look of fear overcame him, if only but a second.
"Okay Ava, I'll go. But remember, my door is always..."
"Open, yeah, yeah, so you've said. But right now, I think your door is closed..." responded Ava, turning Draco around to find that Crabbe and Goyle had locked him out.
"Oh, they'll open it for me. Crabbe, Goyle," he ordered. But they did not comply, and Malfoy produced a worried expression. He turned around and smugly smiled at Ava and George. "I suppose I'll have to blow their heads off their bodies later."
"What a great leader..." muttered George.
"What was that Weasel?" Draco snapped.
"Silencio!" shouted Ava to Malfoy, and he lost his voice.
"You will never, ever, EVER insult the Weasleys again, before I pummel you to dust!"
Malfoy started to run, trying to scream, and as he was busy screaming, he ran into a wall.
"Are you going to give him back his voice?" inquired George.
"Nah, someone will find out. Eventually."
"I'm hoping it's never..."
Ava laughed, turned around and screamed, for Fred's face was right in front of her.
"You're done skipping?"
"Mmm."
She took each twins' arm by her side, and the three of them walked back to their compartment, arms linked. And this time, Ava made sure she stepped on Lee.
Ava was playing a game of arm wrestling with Fred as George tried to make them laugh. So far nobody had cracked, but they were both close. Ava's lip had almost started to bleed, as she bit her it harder, and Fred's face was as red as a horrible sunburn, and maybe even worse.
"Don't laugh, guys, or you might look like this!" he roared, as he put on one of his face-altering mask, which showed a face of Malfoy smiling. It looked revoltingly disgusting, and then the face poofed into a smiling butt.
"BWA HA HA HA HA!" Fred burst, putting one of his hands on his forehead.
Ava could hardly breathe, and finally smacked his hand down on their floating table.
"I...hahaha...I win...HAHAHA!" she gasped.
The three of them were laughing, and she conjured a bunch of pilows to throw at the twins. Suddenly, all the lights went out, and the train began to stop.
"Wha...what's going on?" she asked, standing up abruptlyand shivering.
"I dunno. It's so freakin' dark..." answered Fred. George hugged Ava. She put her head on his shoulder.
"What's wrong Ava?" asked Fred, frowning and stroking her hair.
"It's so cold...dark...deep melancholy...falling..." she mummered.
Fred and George looked at each other. "We'll go see what's going on. We'll be back..." they reassured her, and they left the compartment.
Ava sat down and stared out the window. A shadow passed by, and Ava blinked twice and stared out again. Behind her, the sliding door slowly opened, and a dementor glided in.
The dementor started to suck out her soul, and Ava started to gasp, as if her lungs had collasped. Then Fred and George burst in and the dementor vanished under the floor.
They looked at her, curled up in a ball, breathing deeply. "No more...no...no...more...no..." she muttered.
"Did...it...?" Fred asked George. George shrugged. Then their eyes grew wide in understanding.
"Omigosh Ava..." George said, and sat down next to her, followed by Fred. A few minutes passed, and the three of them fell asleep together on the seat.
Yeah! I have erased by writer's block. And I'm so happy with it so far. This totally makes up for that Lost Love story. Bad idea, I'm thinking to myself, and I was stupid enough to put it on. I'm surprised no one else as bitched me out. Please review. Constructive criticism is not the same thing as yelling at my faults. I'm only human. I'm unperfect. Chill out. Don't make me go and bitch you out too. Love, peace, that's what we're all supposed to be about.