Regret
Not only is George my twin brother he is and always will be my best friend. I don't know how I let our fight go as far as it did. I've never seen him that way before and even if he was once that way, we always laugh at the seriousness of people when they fight. The laugh about it and make up approach, we lived by it. I forgive him I only hope that he is willing to forgive me as well. We both were just way out of line and I wish I could apologize but I have no idea where he went to. I snapped and so did he and I regret it every second but, at least he knows the truth. Not saying the way he found out was the way but I feel like a weight is off my shoulders. I still can't shake the grim feeling of me fighting with my own blood? Why did we let this situation get so out of hand to attack each other?
"Are you just going to sit there and bleed-out? Ron said, handing me a towel. I take the towel and press it against my left eye.
"That's probably going to be a scar mate unless we use a spell now" Harry said pulling out his wand. I raised my hand to stop him.
"No, I'm fine. I need to go to Hogwarts to find Hermione" I said standing up from the couch.
"Um, she's not at Hogwarts" Harry said confused.
"What?" I said staring at him hoping she hadn't told him she was going.
"She went to the Burrow. I overheard her telling George before she left" he said feeling uneasy. My heart sank to my toes and I couldn't believe what he was saying. I couldn't just keep thinking about what he said, I had to go check for myself. I apparated to the Burrow and ran through the house. I finally get to Ginny's room and see Hermione's stuff was gone and the draws were all empty.
"Good one brother" I said out loud, laughing at myself for now he has the upper hand. Harry I guess had figured where I went and soon followed me.
"I had Ron stay back and clean up a bit. Is she here?" He said looking around the room quickly realizing what I had noticed.
"George took her somewhere" I said staring out the opened window.
"Where?" Harry said looking around for a note or something.
"Who knows but, I will find them" I said shutting the window. I look around one last time to see if there was any hint to where they might of gone. I looked out the window one last time and then apprated back to the shop. I see Ron trying to use a spell to fix things but he obviously was to drunk to do anything right.
"I have this feeling something extremely bad happened between you snd George and that I'm doing this clean-up speak wrong" he said jokingly while looking sympathetic. Obviously something happened, he's such a thick-head sometimes but I could tell he was just trying to help. I just feel sick, lost and just blaming myself for all of this. I shouldn't take it out on him.
"Yes" I said while pulling out my wand and then fixing the shattered window, "Oculus Reparo".
"Brilliant" said Ron walking to the window to touch it.
"Hermione taught me that one" I said looking at the window again smiling. I start picking up books on the floor and Harry walks in.
"So, what exactly happened?" Harry said sitting on the couch picking up pages in between the seats. I figured I should just tell them considering I had to come up with a plan to find out where George went anyway. I explained to them the whole fight after the cup and when we got back to our flat.
"So, did he say he loved Hermione during your spat or what?" Ron said bluntly.
"He didn't say anything really at first. He looked blank like he didn't know what to say. Then he just lost it, started screaming at me and then raised his bloody wand. I've never seen him act like that before. It is an obvious sign that he had stronger feelings with her than I had originally thought. George doesn't like expressing deep emotional feelings to each other, nor do I really. He just doesn't think first, he acts first that's the difference between us." I said signing and just sitting next to the broken bookcase throwing the ripped pages back on the floor.
"What do you mean exactly he acts first but doesn't think?" Harry said putting his picked up pages on the table in front of him.
"Well, when he pieced together that I had feelings for Hermione instead of us talking about it he ignored everything I said and just said basically NO the whole time. He didn't like what he heard so, he yelled and paced around like he was mental loony, raising his wand. Also, he just up and took Hermione to who knows where! Does that sound like he was thinking?" I looked at Harry and then back at the window.
"I mean, it kind of is fast, brilliant thinking if you ask me. He has Hermione now and you don't. Can you blame him? When you give your heart away, it makes you a bloody lunatic" Ron said making me and Harry stare at him in disbelief of him saying anything remotely not stupid.
"I did however shoot my wand at him first" I said putting my hands into my head.
"Fred" Harry started to say.
"I know Harry. I fucking lost it okay? I snapped and he snapped and we both just..." I sighed again.
"Do you think he loves her?" Harry said standing up opening the window.
"I don't know but I can't blame him if he does love her. She's worth any kind of pain, any kind of torture. All of these words in all of these books combined cant even be close to how amazing she is. I just feel so stupid I didn't realize it sooner how much I felt for her" I said regretfully.
"Maybe if you buy a Firebolt?" Ron said jokingly. I got up shook my head at him and left to go to my room. Harry followed me after throwing something at Ron. I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling.
"I still can't believe you guys used your wands on each other like you were enemies" said Harry sitting down on the chair in disbelief.
"I know, I never would have thought. I regret every part of it. If anything I understand why he acted that way I have no right to call him mental" I said
"You're both mental" Harry said seriously. "I have a question though, I thought you were waiting until after the World Cup when we got back here to tell Angelina?"
"I was but, I seen George kiss her at the game. I panicked and felt like I was running out of time. I tried to act normal and celebrate at the game but I didn't feel right inside. I couldn't wait any longer and I felt awful for what I was doing to Angelina" I said pitifully.
"I guess in the end, you have to see how Hermione feels" said Harry stating the obvious.
"Yeah, the thought scares me" I said anxiously. I feel as though Hermione does love me but what if I'm wrong? She has been getting so close to George lately. I know George would treat her right at least, I hope he would.
"It's only been about a week with George dating her?" Harry said interrupting my thoughts.
"Love works in mysterious ways Potter. I just recently have come to that conclusion. I don't think there's a set time it takes to fall for someone. The thing is Harry, I have thought about her for a long time and never said anything. After what happened to her at the war and her surviving? I can't just let this slip through my fingers again. Knowing that she saved me too? Knowing that maybe she has had the same feeling as I do? There's no way I can go on without at least letting her know. Her not knowing now is already eating at me" I said just kind of talking to myself at that point.
"Saved you?" Harry said confused
"I just need to see her" I said not wanting to go into details not knowing enough of them anyway.
"I'll help you if I can but I have no idea how much help I could be" Harry sounding just as defeated as I did.
"Thanks Potter" I said sitting up from the bed.
"Don't thank me, if it was George talking to me right now I'd probably help him too" Harry laughed.
"I really need to find him too so I can apologize. Everything just took a huge turn for the worst and I never meant for it to turn out this way. He's my brother" I said looking out my window.
"Well, it won't be long before something or someone tells us where they are. Especially if he hasn't even told Hermione what happened" said Harry standing up and walking out the bedroom. What Harry said made me think for a second. Does she know? If she knew would she of left? I suddenly snapped out of it because I could sit and ponder on questions for hours. I got up and walked into the living room.
"Is anyone else hungry?" Said Ron walking to the kitchen. I picked up a book and through it at him.
"Ouch, you're mental!" He screamed running into the kitchen.
"So let's start thinking of ideas of where they might be?" Said Harry sitting down laughing at Ron. I look over at Ron and he had walked back in with two turkey legs stuffing his face like a barbarian.
"Why do girls make us so stupid?" mumbled Ron with his mouth full.
"I don't think I'll ever have that answer for you but I'm worried for you because how much thicker can you get?" I joked, laughing and handing him a glass of water. He faked laughed and sat down next to Harry. "You know I'm only messing with you brother."
We sat there for most the night trying to think of where he could go. The thing is he could be anywhere so, it was like trying to find a galleon in a haystack. Eventually Ron and Harry passed out and It was just me thinking alone. Most of the time hiding in my mind was relaxing but now it's starting to drive me insane. I look out the window again I guess with false hope she would just appear. The sun slowly started to fill up the room and I started to doze off.
"Hermione"