Chapter 15 Jealousy Happens to All
I sat in the shadows staring at the work of my Jenna as I always did on Thursday evenings. As always, Felix stood with me, even though he was happily with
the best friend of the one I loved, I liked him with me. As I watched I heard footsteps, thinking it was only security I took haven in my usual hiding spot.
As the footsteps grew closwer, I didn't recongnize this one, I knew the thursday night gaurd and this definately wasn't him. I stared at the ginger haired
man who looked no more than 18 years of age. He stopped in the section we were in, I was impressed by how he got passed the gaurds.
The boy just stared at Jenna's work, love was in his eyes, but that wasn't uncommon, she was an amazing artist. He walked closer and closer to the frame,
reaching out and touching the picture. "Jenny, this is as close as I'll ever get to you anymore."
If I were still human, I would have gasped. "Jenny? Do you by chance mean the girl that goes by Spark?" I asked walking out of the shadows making the boy
jump.
"Well yeah, but how do you know her?" He asked as I extended a hand to shake,
"I'm a... friend. The name is Aro by the way." I said trying to act nonchelant.
"George." The man took my hand, good I could see into his past now. He was the one that stole Jenna's heart from me, the one that she told she loved, who
proposed and made her run. "You're name sounds familiar, have we met?"
"I doubt so, I never stray of Italy." I said softly.
"Wait... You're a vampire, not just a vampire though, you're the one that changed my Jenny almost 400 year ago." He looked furious as i nodded. "If you
weren't already dead I would kill you. Why did you hurt her so long ago?"
"Because I wanted to be with her froever, but unfortunately my brothers saw it differently, forcing me to leave her alone as a newborn." I found myself on
the ground. If my bones could break, and I could bleed, I might have soaked the floor as his fist hit my face.
George stood above me huffing, obviously debating with himself whether or not to punch me again. His anger towards me fumed off him, I didn't even need Jenna
to see that he hated me for hurting her.
Taking a few moments to gain ground again, I stood and stared him down. "Who do you think you are? Do you know what I could do to you? I don't even get what
she sees in you, you're nowhere near good enough for my Jenna." Oh, I just hit the ground again.
"She's not yours, you ruined that possibility by being selfish and foolish. I should be asking you what in you could ever leave someone like her, she's a
perfect angel. To answer your question, I don't deserve her, I am only trying to repair the wings you tore off that angel's back. Yes I love her, and I want
to be with her forever, but she won't let me. Even though my brother, who is now dead, told her to. It's all your fault." He said pointedly his voice filled
of anger, yet love at the same time.
It's amazing just how little has changed, even though George is now one of us. Hermione still hated us, but everyone else was warming up to the fact that
even though our kind feasted on humans, we did not. George and Spark were inseperable as ever, however like I predicted, Spark feels bad to have introduced
George to our world. Since Spark and George are engaged we have been spending quite a bit of time at the burrow, trying to get the wedding planned with as
few mishaps as possible.
"Wow there is a lot of history here." Spark said as she and Harry sat alone in what used to be Fred and George's room, but now instead of Fred, Spark stays
there.
Harry had a scrapbook and was showing Spark pictures. George was currently with me, because Spark couldn't bring herself to train him into his new life as a
vampire. She still blamed herself for his life in the undead, so I chose to train him. "So I've told you the story of my parents, right Spark?"
"Yes."
"Well, this is them." He showed her an old picture from what was known as the Order Of The Pheonix.
Her eyes widened, "Albus." She whispered under her breath reaching her hand out barely touching an older gentleman who was also in the picture.
Widening his eyes, Harry stared at her, "How do you know Albus Dumbledore?"
"You know this man? Where is he?" She asked in an almost desperate mannor.
Looking down, his eyes shut, "He was killed last year. How did you know him?"
"Well..."
I was finally getting used to the power I seemed to posess over most men. Though I still didn't like the fact I was forced into this world. I had to stay
away from Italy, at least until every single trace of my family line was gone. When I was turned my brother was still alive, along with his two children who
knew me well, so escape I had to do. I found myself in England, London to be precise, yet had no place to stay.
"Are you okay?" A soft voice was over me as I lay in an alley pretending to sleep, since that is what all humans did at 1 in morning. Looking up, the soft
voice belonged to a boy who seemed to be about the age I looked. He had the most warm expressions, and the kindest eyes I had ever seen.
"Yes, I believe I am quite alright here, thank you." My voice was meek, who was this guy.
"Well can I offer you a place to stay for the night?" He asked extending a hand to help me from my spot in the alley.
This is the kindest anyone has ever been to me, I mean, sure Aro loved me, but he kept me locked in a basement. "I'm perfectly content here, thank you, kind
sir."
"I insist, I live alone, well with my brother but he is gone currently. I can promise, my lady, that I will be nothing but a gentleman, you have nothing to
worry about." He smiled, so soft, that I couldn't say no to him.
Taking the hand he still had reached out to me I stood up. "Your stubborn attitude intrigues me."
He shrugged, "You look like you can use a friend."
Stopping walking I just stared at him, "You feel sorry for me."
"Well, yes, you looked sad, and everyone needs a place to stay."
"I hate to sound vain, but its not my beauty that brought you to me?" I asked, unable to take my eyes off of him.
"No, not at all." How was it a man this... captivating could resist my charm? I saw no ring, nothing about his aura gave off that he had a soulmate, just why
could he resist me so easily?
"This is a first. Do you have a lover?" I asked bluntly.
"No, I do not. Why are you asking these questions?" He asked as we walked through London, until we reached an area where the moon hit me just right. "You're
a..."
Frowning, I stopped. "Yes.. I am."
He moved and touched my face, but it wasn't the possessive touch I had been so used to with Aro, this man touched me with care, kindness, and it scared me.
"I never imagined everything I read about to be true. The only contridiction is that your eyes, they are amber, not the red I have read so much about."
"I do not feed on humans, never have and never will. The scent of human blood holds no effect on me." I spoke softly, never once discussing vampirism with
anyone before now.
"Though your beauty does not captivate me, you are quite a striking presence." THe man admited before turning. "How rude I must be to not introduce myself
yet we have such and intimate conversation. My name is Albus."
"Jennifer."
"Can I call you Jenny?"
The quickness and sharpness of my no scared him. I could see that the fierce tone to my voice took him off gaurd a bit. Being called anything but Jennifer
reminded me far to much of the man who hurt me so. "I'm sorry, too much bad emotion is tied to 'Jenna' that anything other than my full name makes me
shutter."
"I thought that was pain that I could see in your eyes. Someone has broken you, but fear not Jennifer, I will never hurt you, not intentionally." There was
something about Albus's smile that made me believe him.
"Nor I, you Albus. For some reason I feel as if I can trust you." This was so new, trusting a man, but he was so nice. "What is the strange pull I feel
towards you?"
"I'm a wizard."
"You must be a very strong wizard." I smiled softly.
"Yes the hat at the school I attend told me that a great fate waited for me." He returned my smile as we continued down the alleyway to his house where he
fell asleep holding me.
***
"So if you guys knew each other how did he never mention you?" Harry asked when Spark finished.
She bowed her head, "We grew distant, as he became more powerful and older, I became more of a distant fantasy."
"Did you love him?"
"Oh heavens no, we became great friends, after him and I grew distant, I met the man who currently goes by Josh Groban." She chuckled remembering how I
reacted when I found out who her friend was. "Don't take it the wrong way or anything Harry."
"I don't, I don't think Dumbledore loved a single human, but many. I'm sure he loved you like a sister. But, after hearing your story, I can understand how
love became such a hard concept for you to trust in." His voice disturbed Spark, he seemed so confident about things he didn't fully understand.
"But I love George with all my unbeating heart."
"Yes, but it took 400 years for you to love again."
"Quite a gap." She hid her face in her hands.
"WE'RE BACK!!!" I screamed walking through the door of the burrow with George next to me who now had Spark in his arms. He was getitng used to his quickness
very easily.
"We're going out for dinner Jenny, would you like to join us?" George was excited this would be his first hunting experience. He held Spark close and kissed
her on the cheek and I felt a tinge of jealousy, she had her twin forever, and I no longer had mine.
"Hey, you have Felix.." Spark whispered in my ear obviously catching onto my feelings. "Don't be jealous, he waited for you.."
"Elanor, welcome back." Molly hugged me as she entered the room we were in. She looked at George, "Well you waste no time do you?" She laughed as he had
Spark almost bridal style in his arms.
My eyes met Spark's we could both feel what Molly felt. There was sympathy, pain, sorrow, acceptance, and we could feel jealousy. I nodded at Spark, who left
George's arms.
"Molly, may we speak with you?" Spark asked softly, knowing that on a normal day, George would not have been able to hear her, but now he could. "George, no
spying, please?" She asked softly as she gave him this look. I can only discribe this look as their look, what Spark gave George when she wanted him out of
the loop. It was harder now that he had the same abilities we did, he could hear more than we wanted him to half the time, and it really did bug Spark.
"Well, I guess I can, but why must my son not spy?" She asked, confusion filling her voice.
"We'll explain it when we are out of ear shot." I said leading Molly and Spark outside to where I knew George couldn't hear us. "Molly..."
Spark spoke for me, knowing I couldn't. "Molly, I.. well, we... felt jealousy when you saw George."
"He can't die. of everything that he can't experience, its death. The thought of being able to experience everything that life has to offer, and reinvent
himself as many times as he desires. And, he has you Spark. He found his soulmate and gets to be with you, literally forever. I can't do that for Arthur, I
can't promise that I get to be with him forever." She admitted as she began to feel guilty for her previous thoughts.
Hugging Molly, Spark sighed. "I feel bad that he has to live this way, Molly. He, was changed by someone, I don't know who, or why, but now he is condemed to
this life I introduced him to. If anyone should feel guilty it shouldn't be you, I can't be with him the way I want to because I feel so bad for him being
this way."
"But she does love him, don't get her wrong Molly."
That was when Molly's eyes got wide, and she seemed to have pieced a little together. "If you love him Jennifer then why don't you stand by him?"
Shock hit Spark so hard, I almost fell backwards. At least I can count on Spark for keeping her emotions under control, the feeling of shock left quickly,
when she realized how much it had, well... shocked me. "Thanks." I muttered under my breath.
"It's my fault!" Spark practically screamed.
"You didn't change him." My words were soft, consoling.
"Aro did." She was very held back with her words, and it was so soft that I wasn't sure if Molly heard.
Molly looked at Spark, "So the man that changed you, changed my son?"
Spark could only nod.
"How do you know?" I asked as Spark came up to me and pulled the left side of my shirt down to reveal my bite mark, just below my collar bone.
Looking at me, she pointed to it, "See your mark?" She pulled her shirt just enough to reveal the same mark on her. "Aro's mark. He bites all of his victims
in the exact same spot. Something about the blood being sweeter when it's so close to the heart." Spark explained and then she let her eyes gaze towards the
house. "Guess where George's mark is."
"Just below the left side of the collar bone... If Aro loved you as much as he said he did..." I started but couldn't finish.
"I've been wondering the same exact thing." Spark sighed, "That is why I've been so distant Molly."
"THAT SHOULDN"T MATTER!" All of Molly's pent up anger came out. "If you truly love him, as you claim to, then who changed him shouldn't matter. You get the
one you love for all eternity, not all of us are that lucky. I have already lost one son, you don't have to worry about George dying Spark. So get over
whatever it is that is holding you back, and love my son like you did when he was human." Molly was huffing now, glad to get all that off of her chest.
"I can't."
"Oh.. And just why is that?" Molly's hands were on her hips.
Closing her eyes, Spark spoke. "Because he isn't human! You don't get it, I watched him die, I felt his heart stop beating. Arthur isn't dead so you don't
know what it is like to watch someone you care about more than anything in this world die. How did I get lucky enough to have him even after he's dead? And
after all of this, everything he went through because of me, he still loves me. George is dead, as dead as Elanor has been for almost 100 years, as dead as I
have been for 400 hundred years, and the 400 to come."
"I lost Fred." Molly said softly.
"The moment his heart stop beating, did you feel like your heart was torn in half?"
"Not in half, but a piece was missing." Molly said softly.
"When Fred died, Elanor literally lost it, she screamed, she could feel him die, from over thousands of miles away. I felt the same thing with George but I
knew where he was and got to him before he completely died." Spark said through gritted teeth, she was having trouble keeping her temper.
"Sparkle..."
"No, Elanor, she needs to know that what I go through everyday is nothing compared to what George will go through. I have a feeling Aro knows George is one
of us, and if his brothers have their way..." She would have continued but I cut her off.
"Sparkle..."
She snapped that time, "NO ELANOR! Molly needs to understand I am trying to protect her son, the only way to do that it seems is to leave him!"
"Jenny."
Well that was all it took for Spark to fall to the ground, well it would have been the ground if George didn't catch her. "How did I not sense you?"
"Your anger tends to hide your power..." He laughed as Spark looked shocked, "Yes, love, I know your flaw. Now... you are coming with me, we need to talk,
okay?"
Spark nodded as he ran her to a clearing in the woods behind their house where he sat and she climbed into his lap. "What is it?"
"I heard everything. Now, don't get mad love, my hearing is sensitive now, more so until I can control it, as Elanor said."
"You did?" She took a deep breath.
His hand brushed against her cheek. "I didn't want you to know that he changed me, but I see you figured it out. Listen there is something I need to tell
you."
"What is it George?"
George sighed, "The night Aro changed me was not the first night that I had seen him. I overheard him telling El's other man the reason that he was forced to
leave you, and I feel that you have a right to know." He played with her hair finding the right words to say. "Aro was given a wife, they had changed her the
same day that he had seen you. Unlike her, he fell for you, though at first you were just used for your pure beauty. When he changed you, Jenny, his brothers
were furious over how he had a wife yet still wasn't satisfied. They were stuck with an extra vampire, so someone had to go. Since you were still knocked
out, and by the way apparently they thought he originally just killed you, because you were unconsious for three weeks, they got rid of you. He kept an eye
on you for about 50 years and then he let you go, never expecting to see you again."
If tears could form at her eyes, Spark would have been crying. She burried her head into George's shoulder, tracing her fingers over his mark. "I felt so
abandoned, so hurt. To know he did the exact same thing to you..."
"I think he would have killed me if something didn't stop him." George held her close, continuing to play with her hair. "You were there right after he
started to drink my blood, you saved me Jenny."
Spark burried her head closer to him if that was even possible. "But, I'm the reason you're like this, don't you hate me?"
"Jenny, sweetheart, I wanted to be changed eventually. It hurt me to watch Elanor go through the pain of what happened with Fred. I never would want to put
you through that, To know that is what would happen if you lost me, but worse since you don't have someone to fall back on, vamparism is the only way I can
be with you forever. I love you."
"I really do love you George. It's just..."
"I understand, Jenny. But if we can survive my first day home, we can get through anything." He stroked her hair.
***
Spark couldn't keep her hands off the side of my head. "I can't belive that your ear is back." She kissed it softly, as she whispered into my newly attached
ear.
"Jenny, we need to tell my parents I'm alive. Well, undead." I kissed the side of her neck and held her in my arms as we lay in our room at the home she and
Elanor had, we figured it'd be safe for me there. "She's already lost one son this month, I want her to know I'm not fully dead."
She nodded against my chest and kissed my ear again. "Let me change first and we can go."
I shook my head, she always had to be flawless when she went out. She needed to realize her beauty was so amazing that she could wear a banana crate and
she'd still get stares. "Why do you need to change?"
"You should too, we don't want your parents thinking I'm pregnant, you're in your boxers in I'm in a short night gown." She got up, put on her robe, and
walked out of the room to her closet. Jenny had so many clothes she needed a full room for her closet, I guess that is how it works when you're her age.
Waiting for her, I heard El giggle, ah she's back from her date with Felix. Though I try to get along, I'm a little bitter towards Elanor. Fred would have
proposed to her, he died and she was with another within two weeks.
"All ready." Spark called from her closet about twenty minutes later, I had been ready for about ten minutes but waited for my beautiful bride to be. Maybe
the fact that I get to be with the love of my eternal life literally forever, will soften the blow to my mother.
Walking out I took one look at my Jenny and about lost it. She was in a beautiful spaghetti strap lavender dress with a mesh shall. "You look stunning,
Jenny, now come on before it gets too late. It's after dark now, we should be okay."
Nodding she took my hand, said goodbye to Elanor, and we were off to the Burrow. However, Jenny wanted to walk down the streets of London first, just so she
could prepare me for what was going to take place at home. "Now George, we may need to leave aburptly, I don't know how long you can last around all that
fresh blood." Her tones were soft and sweet.
"I understand, Jenny. Just know that I can try as hard as I can." My arm was around her, her head on my shoulder as we walked slowly down a suburban street
in the outskirts of London.
"George, I want to bring up something unrelated to what we're going to experience with your mother..." She whispered so softly that human ears couldn't hear.
Her and I do that now, speak so low so nobody could hear us, well, unless El was around.
"What is it, Jenny?"
She sighed, "It's something that has been on my mind for a long time now, especially since I fell in love with you." Closing her eyes as we walked, I felt
her fake breathing stop again. "I want children one day, but I can't have them."
"You can't?" I was shocked.
Blinking a few times she looked up at me, "Unlike male vampires, for some reason, our parts don't work in the undead life."
Stopping walking, I embraced her and held her in my arms, "We'll find a way. I want to have children with you, raise them with you, even if they aren't
ours."
As we stood there a young boy ran by us, he couldn't have been a day over four if four at all. He was holding what at one point looked to be a chocolate
covered banana. "BANANA! BANANA! BANANA!" He screamed over and over making my Jenny laugh.
"At least you smiled." I brushed my hand against her cheek.
"CONNOR! GET BACK HERE WITH DADDY'S WAND!"
Jenny and I looked at each other before cracking up. "You do realize the banana is the wand right Jenny?"
"Yes," She said through laughter. "THough I have a strong urge to yell 'run Connor run.'"
"Come on, we have to get to the Burrow before Mum goes to bed." I played with her hair.
"Oh, okay, let's go." Kissing my ear again, she took my hand and raced off to the burrow. Wow, I really need to get used to the speed I have now. We arrived
at the Burrow in no time.
I took a deep breath in as an act of pure habbit. I could smell a mix of salt and water, and hear the sound of sobs. "My mother is crying." I whispered to
her.
"Let's go." Spark walked slowly to the door and knocked.
My mother looked through the window and caught sight of me and I swear she would of taken the door off its hinges if she could have. "GEORGE!" She screamed
at the top of her lungs. Wrapping her arms around me she quickly jumped back. "You're so cold.." She then looked down and saw a ring on Jenny's left ring
finger. "You're...." She then looked at Jenny. "YOU! YOU KILLED MY SON!"
Jenny turned away. "I did not change him, Molly." Her voice was soft and sorrow filled.
"She didn't, Mum. I don't know who changed me, some very large person when I was sitting on a park bench." I lied to protect Jenny from knowing it was the
man that changed her that made my beating heart beat no more.
My mother knew the only way that Jenny would marry me is if I were a vampire. "I don't believe that at all, she wanted you. It wouldn't suprise me if she
payed someone to turn you."
"Molly, you know I would never do anything to harm him." Jenny had a hold on me, it was amazing the way her arms felt now that she knew she couldn't crush
me.
Mum reached out and touched my face, taking in the cold hard appearance I have aquired. "Both of my twins are dead..." She whispered.
"Mum, I'm undead." I said quietly.
"George, baby, I'm going to leave you two be, but if you feel the smallest bit of thirst, you come to me, okay?" Jenny asked as she let go of me. Watching me
nod, she kissed my cheek, whispered 'I love you.' in my newly attached ear, and walked to a tree in a distance.
Looking at my mother in disgust, I took her hand off my cheek. "You insulted my future wife."
"George..."
"No, I'm in love with her, and even though I can't go into detail about how I was changed, I'm glad it happened." I spoke strongly, more strongly than I
felt. "You approved before I became like her. Also, before I lose my nerve, Fred wanted her to change me, it was in the envelope with the keys he willed to
her, and she didn't change me because she is in love with me."
"Honey, Spark has probably been in love many times." Mum tried to reason with me.
"I haven't." Jenny walked up, she was unable to stay away too long. "Molly, I have lived for over 400 years, and George is the only man I have ever been in
love with. Never before have I ever said the words 'I love you'. Even the man that changed me never heard those words and he said them to me."
Putting my arms around her I rested my head on top of hers. "Come on, Jenny, I think it's time for us to go." Being a full foot taller than her made it easy
for me to pick my little toothpick up. Pulling her into my arms I looked at my mother. "I love you mother, but I will not be back until you accept what I am
and that it was not Jenny that changed me." With that I ran, Jenny still in my arms.
***
"I still can't belive you stood up to your mother like that for me." Spark held George tight.
His hand played with her hair still, "You are mine forever, my mother will one day pass on, and I can't control that. Jenny, I can't lose you again, I've
almost lost you twice, and I will do whatever it takes, even if that means leaving my mother in the dust."
"But Molly just wants what is best for you. You're lucky, my parents died when i was 14, I lived with my elder brother, his wife, and two daughters. When Aro
changed me, my elder brother assumed me to be dead. They found my blood in that gondola, along with my unconsious dead body. I had to leave Italy, leave him, my nieces, just so they wouldn't think that I was a witch. They burned people at the steak back then." She explained burrying her head into his shoulder.
"Well we're okay now." George held her close with strength he never expeced to posess. "Jenny, this is all so surreal."
"Yes, vamparism has that effect."
"No, that you're mine... forever. I love you, with ever still beat of my heart." He kissed her, as I watched from a distance. To see Spark happy for once in all the time I'd known her, hid the ping of jealousy I had for my best friend who gets to keep her red haired twin.