I was standing in the kitchen making myself a sandwich when I sensed someone's presence in the kitchen. I turned around and saw George in the doorway. He was staring at me intently and it made me nervous. I was so afraid my mother would see him, and I had no idea where she was right now. None of these men seemed afraid to run into my mother, but I knew that was a ticking timebomb. She was going to blow her stack when she saw them.
"You certainly don't look like a Weasley," George observed.
I took my sandwich and sat down at the table. I just sat there and stared at it for a while. George came and sat down across from me and I looked up as he crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. I knew it was typical for a Weasley to have red hair and they had for generations. But the timing was there and there was still a possibility he could be my father.
"Yes I could. Your grandmother was Cedrella Black, and she looked a lot like me," I announced proud I had done my research.
I could tell by the look on his face he had not concerned that possibility. "So tell me about yourself," he asked.
"Well for the first eleven years of my life I lived here on the property. I excelled at Hogwarts. I played beater on the Slytherin Quidditch team for four years," I wasn't sure what to say. I never liked talking about myself.
"Okay beater was my position and not a position typically played by a girl. Nice. But Weasley's have been in Gryffindor for as long as I can remember, but I guess that doesn't matter." He looked like he was sizing up the situation.
Just then we heard giggling and Shannon and Laken walked into the kitchen. I smiled at them as the came in and then looked back at George. He was staring at Laken like no one else was in the room. I looked back at Laken and she looked the same way at him. It was like they knew each other. I locked eyes with Shannon and she looked just as confused as I was.
"Laken," George said. It was more of a question like he couldn't believe it was her.
"I have to go…I…got things to do…" Laken stammered and ran from the kitchen.
I left George sitting there with a shocked look on his face as Shannon and I ran after Laken. When we finally caught up to her she was shaking. We each took one of her hands and led her away from the activity to our private spot on the woods just behind the bed and breakfast. She sat down on a log and put her head in her hands. She was struggling with something and we had no idea what she was about to tell us.
"Spill it missy!" Shannon demanded. "How do you know George Weasley?"
Laken sighed and looked up at us. "Three years ago, I used a time turner to go back in time. It was an accident and I was just playing with it. I never meant for it to happen. I stayed for a few months in his time and we fell in love. When he asked me to marry him, I bolted and went back to the exact time I had left. I never thought I'd see him again."
"But when I said he was possibly my father you never said a word," I said as I sat down beside her.
"I didn't know what to say," she admitted. "I was hoping he wouldn't recognize me."
"But you look the same as you did then and he got older," I said as I sighed.
"Now he's like old enough to be your father!" Shannon said shocked.
"She tells us she went back in time and had an affair with him and that's' what bothers you?" I couldn't believe her. She could be so shallow sometimes it amazed me. "Besides that weren't you the one gushing about how sexy Viktor Krum was? He's older than George."
"Guys what do I do?" Laken asked.
I didn't know what to say to her. she had always been the shy good girl of the group. She never did anything wrong. Finding out she had kept this big secret from us for so long was had for me to grasp. We always shared everything with each other and to find out she had been in love with someone much less George Weasley was too much to take in right now.
"Do you still love him?" Shannon asked.
"Yes…maybe…I don't know. What's only been a few years for me has been over twenty for him but seeing him in the kitchen it was like time stood still. I went back the time I first saw him." She was so conflicted, and I wished I knew what to say to make everything better, but I didn't. I had never heard of this happening and it was so out of character for her to do something so risky.
"I'm just going to try and avoid him and when this weekend is over I never have to see him again," Laken announced as she got up from the log and squared her shoulders.
"That's not going to be easy to do," Shannon said.
"It's what has to be done." Laken said as she stalked out of the woods like a woman on a mission.
"She still loves him, and she'll cave first chance she gets," Shannon said as we stood and watched her walk away.
"Yep, a hundred galleons says she lasts four hours," I bet.
"Your on, but she wont last that long!" Shannon laughed as we followed behind her.
A/N: Sorry this took me so long to update. Life happen, and I got busy. If you want to read Laken and George's story it's called If I Could Turn Back Time and it'll be on my page. It was just an idea that came to me in a dream!