Ch. 6 The secret in the wind

George woke from his unconscious state. He was in the cold, dripping underground of the Whomping willow, he could tell. He knew the Whomping willow like the back of his hand. He looked around drearily. The spell took a toll on his physical state. He felt bruises forming underneath his school robes. He felt cuts on his face. Who ever did this to him surely didn't feel the need to be careful with him.

He felt for his wand. He noticed that it was missing from his back pocket. He became panicked. He didn't know what was going on, what if it was the same person, people, doing this to him like they did with his mom? He was scared, sweat and perspiration started to spread on his forehead. George looked around corners and in dark tunnels. Then he heard it. Someone said his name. He was scared stiff. Quit literally. Someone used a freezing charm on him.

When the charm was lifted he looked around to notice that it was his own family that had abducted him. There before him stood Fred, Ron, and Ginny. He got up and dusted himself off. And in a rude manner he tried to make his way out of the willow.

"George wait." said Ginny. "Please talk to us." She pleaded, Her green blue eyes filling with tears. He just turned around and started to walk off.

"George if you don't stop I'll-"

"You'll what?" said George interrupting Fred. "you'll run business without me? You'll not be my twin anymore? What, what will you do?" George said flaring his arms in the air. "You already think like mom is dead, you already dismissed me as your brother, what else will you do Fred.?" George turned to walk away. Ron didn't say anything he just stood there while rubbing his feet in the dirt. It was here two years ago that he was dragged by Sirius and had his leg broken. Ginny ran towards him and grabbed his hand.

"George please, don't." George just flung his hand from her and gave her a cold stare. He felt it, he felt the bond break so quickly. He wanted to clench his heart to make it stop, but there was nothing more he could do. He was finally alone. No one was on his side anymore. He was nothing to the family.

"Oh and one more thing." George said as he turned towards them. A large jet of purple erupted from George's. All three of them were soon covered in green slime. George ran from the Whomping willow as fast as he possibly could. All he could concentrate on was getting to the castle. And another thing he couldn't get out of his mind, Yvonne.

He was running, the wind cutting against his face when, as he ran, he heard voices in the wind. The wind was telling him to stop, to listen, to cry. He wouldn't listen. Then the wind became stronger. Urging him to give in to its demands.

"Stop" it said "Please." it seemed to howl.

"No." said George as he ran. Then the voice, the almost inaudible voice seemed to form into his mothers voice. It pleaded with George. Finally George stopped and flung himself onto the ground. "What do you want with me." he said as he began to cry and pound the grass with his fists. The tears wouldn't stop pouring. It started to rain, his tears became blended with the rain. It was the first time he had cried since he had witnessed his mothers incident.

He walked into the entrance. He heard the cheering and chattering of voices in the Great hall. He didn't feel like doing anything right now. He decided to go to Gryffindor tower and sleep, or at least do something. He walked up the many flights of stairs and that's when he realized he didn't know the password.

"Ziggly-beets." said a voice behind him. He turned around and it was the familiar face. Warm and smiling at him. The portrait hole opened and George just proceeded to look at her.

"Well are you going in or not." said the fat lady impatiently. George came back to reality and walked in, Yvonne followed.

"Thanks." said George. Yvonne just nodded and sat down on a beanbag in the corner of the room. "Why aren't you down there." he asked looking at her.

"I don't know anybody, I am terribly shy, I've gotten shrewd remarks all day, and I…I just don't feel like eating right now." He noticed that she had tear stained eyes. And the tears were starting up again. Him crying on the grounds made him open and vulnerable, enough to become attached to her from that instant on.

"Why? Hey, what's wrong?" he asked walked towards her. She started to cry even heavier. She seemed so happy this morning, what had happened?

"I guess I'm just not good enough, it meant nothing, he doesn't care..." she began getting hysterical. " I mean, what's wrong with me, every time I.. Everything…everyone."

"What's wrong?" he said inching closer.

"My boyfriend dumped me today. Seems he thinks he needs to grow up and find himself before committing to anything. I should have known. No one likes a fat chick. No one likes me period." George felt a slight bit odd around her in this predicament.

They talked till the week hours of the night, after the people came and went. They didn't even notice that people had come in. But three in the morning came and Yvonne was about to fall asleep. They talked mostly about her now ex-boyfriend. But little did she know that it would take less than a month to get ride of all the walls she had made for him over the length of their relationship. Her aura said something about her. He could trust her, he knew he could. But would he? Probably not. He didn't want anyone to know his hidden thoughts.

But would she find out without him telling her? Probably, they were chained together by destiny. Both of them. He would die for her and she for him. They just didn't realize it just yet. They were both part of a plan to either save or destroy the wizarding world. She could easily read his mind, he could easily read her aura. Neither knew that they would be in a compelling love relationship either.

But soon…But soon…