Writer's Note: Hi, wizards and witches :) I just wanted to update you on this being my last chapter for this story for now. I have another Harry Potter love story I want to work on and I hope you understand. Feel free to PM me or leave a comment if you want me to continue with this one. I'll leave it to you to decide. Thank you all for your support, means a lot to me. -Cruccio
George
(George's Point Of View)
Is it possible for a silence between you and one person to feel torturous yet, still inviting? I really want to grab Hermione and hug her but I know I can't. It's killing me and the look she is giving me right now makes the pain spread. I welcome it though, maybe this silence is awkward for her but just being near her again makes me smile.
"So, lose your pants?" I ask breaking the silence.
"What on earth are you doing here?" She said pulling her shirt down to her knees.
"Um, I live here?" I said sarcastically.
"Obviously, I mean what, I mean why," she said trying to get out a sentence.
"Come to the roof with me," I said reaching my hand out to her.
"What? No, why?" She said pulling her hands to her chest.
"Do you trust me?" I said reaching my hand out. She looked at our front door and then back at me. She looks down ay my hand and then reaches for it. Then stops herself stepping back.
"Fred went out just for a moment," she said worried.
"Just come with me, I promise I'll have you back here. We'll see him from the rooftop, promise," I said reassuring her. Her face switches to a calm relaxing one and then she reaches her hand out grabbing mine. I help her onto the back of the broom and I fly us to the top of the roof. This was mine and Fred's secret spot. We turned it into a mini golf course, lounge area. It's mainly for us to escape to when we need a break from everything. It's actually quite hilarious and random. Everything up here we stole from dares to each other. I honestly forgot about it until tonight and I didn't realize how many memories were up here.
"This is fantastic," Hermione said picking up a club.
"Yes, it is," I agreed following her.
"How long has this been up here?
"Since Fred and I bought the store. We promised never to tell anyone about it. Sort of our secret spot but, it's been a while since we've been up here."
"Shame, it truly is brilliant," she said sitting down on a chair next to a dragon statue.
"You should see it with a bit of magic," I smiled sitting next to her.
"You too always were extraordinary when it came to abnormal ways of using magic," she admitted.
"Thanks," I smiled looking all around at chaos that is... Fred and I.
"You smell like you've been drinking," she spoke breaking my train of thought. Sounding a bit judgmental for my taste.
"Well, should I tell you what you smell like?" I snapped and she looked at me in a way that made my heart cringe and then she looked down at her feet. "Sorry," I said quickly.
"No worries," she said unconvincingly. "What have you been getting into tonight?"
"Well, I actually met someone recently. She's wild to say the least," I laugh thinking about V.
"That's wonderful," she said happily reaching over for my hands. She picked them up and smiled at me, staring into my eyes. I smile back and pull my hands away, looking away to the sky. I stand up and walk to the edge of the roof.
"Do you think in another world you and I are together in it?" I asked staring out over the roof.
"Very possible," she said sighing.
"Do you think we're happy?"
"Extremely," she replied.
"Good because I don't think I want to live in any world where you're not in it with me." She stands up from the chair and walks over to me.
"George, I will always be in your life."
"Tell me this, if this, you and me, isn't love then how do I get out it?" I asked seriously hoping for a answer. She sits on the edge of the roof and stares off into the alleyway.
"I can't answer that."
"I had no idea the first time I met you that one day I would love you this much," I whispered sitting down next to her. She looks over at me and touches my cheek.
"Please, stop," she sobbed, with tears in her eyes. I grab her face and lightly kiss her lips. I pull back just enough to where our foreheads are laying on each other.
"I just wish things were how they use to be," I whispered. "Were your feelings ever real with me? Or was it always Fred? You know what no, don't answer that," I said putting my face in my hands. What am I thinking asking her this? She's with Fred, she saved him at the war, she went against everything for him. Why do I keep thinking that maybe things will be like how they were a few days ago?
"George there were feelings, there's of piece of me that will always care for you just," she started to say with gallon sized tears filling her eyes. I put my finger to her lips and quiet her.
"No, don't. I understand, I'm sorry, you can't help it that you're in love with Fred," I said quickly, tasting the ocean from her tears that were running down her face. "I'm moronic, never listen to me," I said smiling, wiping the tears away.
"You're not moronic," she replied laughing weakly, forming a small smile on her face. We sat there in a comfortable silent watching the lights dim around the street corners. "Will you be okay?" She asked sincerely.
"I will be eventually," I said trying to convince myself of my own words.
"Tell me about V," she said smiling.
"I don't know how to describe her, she's beyond fascinating. She's full of surprises and very blunt," I said laughing to myself.
"Well, that's good right?"
"Yeah, she's kind of amazing I guess. I don't know why I'm such a git," I lied knowing exactly why I'm all mixed up about V.
"You deserve a girl that sees what a mess you are but still wants you," she said grabbing my arm. I smile at her and tap her arm.
"Thanks Hermione, your 'cheering up' speeches are pathetic," I laughed.
"You know what I mean and just someone that makes your bad days better," she said laughing.
"Maybe in the end I just needed to talk to you and have some closure, probably was a bad idea stealing the 'breaking you out of the hospital' idea from Fred," I said seriously.
"That was his idea?"
"Yes, but I wanted to hang out with you and he had something come up so, I stole it," I laughed nervously, running my fingers through my hair. Before I could say anything else, I hear footsteps walking towards us.
"What's going on here?" Fred said smiling, holding a medium sized box walking over to the edge of the roof.
"We're just chatting a bit," I said scooting away from Hermione.
"I seen feet dangling off the roof, completely forgot about our spot," he said smiling. "So, you are back brother?" Fred asked, squeezing in-between us.
"For now," I said scooting down more to make room for him. He tosses me a beer from a mini-fridge we had on the roof and also grabs himself one. "How old is this?"
"And you care?" He said laughing. He kisses Hermione on the cheek and hands her the package. "I missed you brother," he said squeezing me almost knocking me off the roof. He seemed like he was glowing and the smile definitely wasn't leaving his face anytime soon.
"Missed you too."
"So, what did I miss?" Fred asked curiously, taking a drink of his ale.
"Georgie has met someone," Hermione said quickly.
"Oh, has he?" Fred said turning over to me smiling.
"Who is this girl that's won your heart?"
"Just someone I ran into in Romania but, I think I'm going to head in. I've been helping Charlie with odds and ends and I'm a bit tired," I said ignoring him standing up from the roof. I place the unopened bottle of ale on the ground next to him.
"You sure you can't hang a while. I've brought back some pastries, there's plenty?" Fred pleaded.
"No, maybe tomorrow mate, i'll see you in the shop in the morning?"
"Tomorrow then brother, can't wait to hear about this girl," Fred said sighing. I start to walk back and see Hermione show a weak smile towards me, I smile back and then grab my broomstick As I was walking inside I overheard Fred and Hermione talking.
"How is he?" Fred whispered sympathetically.
"He seems great actually," she lied but I appreciated the sentiment.
"Brilliant, I've missed him and it will be nice to be around him with you and it be tolerable. It will be a relief just to have things back to normal. I'm thrilled he's met someone," he said happily.
"I'm very happy he's been smiling again. Time will heal all of this, it is not good to dwell on the bad. If anyone knows that and doesn't let rubbish affect them, it's you and George," she sighed, resting her head on his shoulder. I take one last look at them before heading inside. I walk through the hall and eventually get to the door, opening it. I look around realizing I missed it here, this is my true home. I see that Fred had cleaned up the place since our little spat. I shake the thought from my head, dropping everything on the table and go to my room. I turn the lights off and crash onto my bed with only the moonlight showing the shadows in my room. What was I thinking trying to ask Hermione those questions? She's happy and that's really the only thing I want. Not just her but Fred is happy as well. What is wrong with me? Would the answers even make me feel better? I shouldn't be getting in the way. I don't know why I'm feeling this way. Hermione is fierce to be able to listen to me babble to her like a mental patient, without losing her fucking mind? That woman I swear to Merlin. If Hermione loves Fred half as much as I love her, he's in trouble. Of course I had to bring up V to her. V is great but I don't know, I probably ruined that already. What git gets kissed and then just up and leaves? A fowl one, someone like Draco. I know I can't make Hermione stay with me, I just don't know where my head is. I know there's nothing I can say to change what has happened. I let out the biggest sigh ever and turn to my side. I see a shadow form on walls from the moonlight. It looked like a phoenix, and that made me close my eyes. I wonder if I'll ever see Violet again? Change isn't good or bad it simply is, just something that happens. Maybe V is the change I need to be back to my old self. Do I even want to go back to my old self? So much has happened to change me. I grab a pillow it put it over my head. "Merlin, for the love of magic, shut off my brain," I muffled through the pillow. I waved my wand and put a sleeping charm on myself.
Nox.
Lumos.
"WAKEY WAKEY, your identical ball of sunshine is here," screamed Fred jumping on top of me, shaking the bed.
"Oh, joy I'm still alive. I swear to Merlin I will kill you," I groaned throwing my pillow at him, missing.
"Hermione made breakfast."
"How marvelous, ill attend the award ceremony," I groaned again pulling the covers over my head.
"Aww, Georgie did you have a bad dream?"
"Question for you, was your plan this morning when you got up, to come in here and be an annoying thickhead? I mean honestly, where are your priorities?" I muffled through the blanket. "I hate you," I sighed.
"I love you too brother, you're beyond lovely this morning! Are you going to get up and come down to the shop anytime soon?"
"If it will get you to leave? Hell, WHY NOT?" I sighed pulling the covers off my face.
"Five more minutes and then I get the bongos," Fred said walking out of my room.
"Did I mention you're A FOWL GIT?!" I screamed, sitting up from the bed.
"Daily!" He screamed back. I get up and sluggishly make my way to the kitchen. The light shining from the window was giving me a bloody headache. I pull out a chair and lay my head down on the table across from Fred.
"I need a drink" I said whining.
"How about some pumpkin juice brother?" Fred said reaching for the glass jug to pour me some.
"Sure, I obviously meant something stronger but, okay yes. Pumpkin juice," I sighed.
"Maple sausage?" Hermione asked putting some on a plate for me anyway.
"Looks great," I smiled weakly, grabbing a fork. The air was extremely thick with happiness and it made me feel sick. Too much sunshine and smiles for me, bleh. I took a drink of pumpkin juice and then excused myself quickly.
"I'm going to head down to the shop," I said to Fred, standing up from the table.
"But, you haven't even touched your breakfast?" Hermione said concerned. I grab the sausage and shove them all in my mouth.
"Zis zat BEFFER?" I mumbled.
"Much, just go," she laughed shooing me away. I winked at Fred and then went to my room to get dressed. I put on my striped suit and fluffed my hair just the right amount of fluffiness. I start to walk down to the shop and had the sudden thought that I hope I don't have to keep using sleep charms on myself. I feel like it would be damaging to my mind but I've always excelled greatly at Charms in school so, I guess I don't have too much worry. Probably shouldn't drink and then use one before bed. I reach the shop and walk over to the door to unlock it. I wave my wand to the random things needing to be turned on and then walk back to the counter sighing. I see some random products under the counter and start to put them away. One of the bottles dropped and it ended up being a love potion.
"Fuck," I yelled at myself. It smelled like mom's freshly cooked pastries, smoke after a burning firework and lilies? That's odd? I pick up the broken pieces of the bottle and then wave my wand of the mess. I trash the broken pieces and then walk back to the counter. Why in the bloody hell did I smell flowers? Next thing I know I hear the door charm go off and I prepare myself for the fake greeting.
"Welcome to," I started to say looking up.
"Hi George," V said smiling. "Nice place," she said looking around.
"Thanks, I made it myself," I said staring at her in disbelief. "What are you doing here?" I asked barely able to get out the words.
"Well, I guess I wanted to see what all the fuss was about. As soon as I got to London all I could hear about from people running about is your products from here. It's quite extraordinary," she said walking around. I felt like I was in a frozen trance and quickly I snapped out of it and ran around the counter following her. She walked over to the fountain that was holding the love potions and picked one up.
"Interesting," she said smiling at me. I smiled back and then noticed a flower in her hair.
"What is that in your hair?"
"A lily, like the ones that surround my boat remember? Funny story about this one though, I started to get lost, looking for your store and seen an old man walking through the ally. He stopped me and pulled a lily from a basket he was carrying. He said, "My dear, you'll be needing your favorite flower today. It will be your lucky charm," and then placed it in my hair. Then no sooner as I walked away I found your shop and you of course," she said smiling.
"I could have been Fred, we're twins you know?" I joked. But also smiling at the thought of the love potion breaking and the flower smell I ingested earlier. Why on earth would I smell flowers? It has to be because of her, right? I actually felt surprisingly happy to see her so unexpected like this.
"I know who YOU are George whether you're a twin or not," she said quickly breaking my thought.
"That was nice of the man to give you it."
"Yes, it's interesting though because everyone always assumes my favorite flower is a Violet."
"Wonder why?" I said sarcastically.
"Hush it."
"So, why are you here?" I asked curiously.
"I already told you," she started to say.
"So, that's the only reason? Wanting to see my products?"
"You said I could visit?" She said quickly sounding hurt.
"No, I mean, yes, I did. I just am curious why you decided to come," I said trying to reassure her I wasn't mad.
"I wanted to see you, obviously," she said bluntly. "But, I might buy some things as well, some of these are hilarious. Speaking of hilarious I'll refer to that suit you're wearing," she said giggling.
"Excuse me," I said tugging on my suit. "My mum told me I was a dashing young lad in this suit and she never lies. Also, take something on the house, I owe you a great deal anyway," I smiled showing her the firework section. We start walking to the firework station and I hear Fred yelling from the doorway leading to our flat.
"George!" He yelled walking with papers in his hand. "Do you know where the billing for," he started to say and stopped looking pass me to V. "Now, who is this?" He questioned, smiling wickedly.
"This is Violet, Violet this is my adopted brother Fred," I said introducing them.
"Violet, interesting," he smiled again, winking at me.
"Pleasure," V said reaching her hand out.
"No, pleasure is all mine dear," he said returning her handshake. "Firm grip, Quidditch player?"
"Yes, small hobby," she responded shyly.
"Brilliant," he said having a quick stare at me again.
"I think the shipment order you're looking for is over there," I pointed hinting for him to leave.
"I can take a hint brother," he smiled walking away.
"So, that's Fred?" She said laughing. "You two are definitely similar, not even the obvious appearance wise, I'm talking about personality."
"I'm more handsome obviously."
"Obviously," she repeated. We walked around in silence for a moment while she admired all the glory that is Fred and I's store.
"It's like begin in a dream don't you think?" I asked her.
"Yes, a very colorful, chaotic, magical dream," she said smiling again. We hear some voices and she looks over. "So, that's Hermione I assume?"
"Yes, that's her," I said after taking a quick glance behind me.
"She's quite beautiful, those two actually make a cute couple. Oh, she's looking over here," V said smiling.
"And your point is," I started to say before she leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips.
"Hopefully that made her a tad jealous?" She whispered into my ear. I pull way and smiled back at her.
"Thanks," I whispered back.
"Would you like to join me for some ice-cream after your shift?"
"I would NEVER turn down ice-cream."
"Brilliant, I'll just shop around a bit and then meet you back here after?"
"See you then, actually just let me have a quick chat with Fred he won't mind me having a break," I said smiling. She then put her arms around me hugging tight like you would a teddy bear, before walking to the exit. She waves a quick goodbye to Fred and Hermione before leaving the store. I smile and then walk over to Fred and Hermione.
"She's adorable," said Hermione with a tiny hint of jealously. I know it wasn't anything though because I know her and Fred love each other, probably until the end of time. I have finally accepted that, I could see it in her eyes last night. I thanked V in my mind again however, laughing that she was right.
"So, is it cool if I take a break?" I smiled at Fred with my puppy dog eyes.
"I just got your ass down here and that look will not work on me! How dim-witted, I invented that look for mum don't you remember?" He said irritated but then quickly changed his tone. "Fine, just go," he smiled weakly, shooing me off.
"Did I mention I adore you brother?" I said rushing up the stairs to change.
"NOT SINCE THIS MORNING," he yelled sarcastically. I run into my room to change out of my suit, throw some jeans and shirt on. I run back downstairs wave to Fred and Hermione and go through the door. I see ever down the way looking at a new broom they put in the window.
"A beaut isn't she?"
"Most definitely, shall we go get some ice-cream?" She asked looking at me smiling. I nodded and we started walking to Florean Fortescue. We walk together looking at all the shop windows because she hadn't been to London in a while. She was going on about everything in our store and about the alley always seems to be changing. I let her talk because she just seems so excited and lost in everything that's happened in London since she got here. I start to think about her laugh, it was one of those laughs that could make you laugh even if whoever's joke wasn't funny. It made me fill happy inside and gave me hope that maybe something good comes out of all the bad shit that's been going on lately. I think she is the something I needed to find to start being myself again. I miss old me dearly, this negative git George is starting to be a real drag. The feeling of loving someone is something I never want to lose even if it's not with the person I thought it be. If love is a challenge I'll go through it until I win, no matter what. The feeling is something you always want to to have, there's nothing like it. I'm not saying I love V but maybe this feeling I have now for her will grow into something more beautiful and unexpected than I thought it would be?
"George?" V said.
"Yes?" I said snapping out of my thoughts.
"You look handsome today," she said smiling.
"Thanks Violet, so do you," I joked, smiling back. She grabbed my hand and then we walked into the ice-cream shop. I think she is the type of girl Hermione was talking about that makes my bad days better. Her popping into the shop today made my crummy mood go away instantly and made the desire to drink poof away like magic. Should I take this a some sort of sign? New feelings are starting to grow I think? I'm starting to see her differently and it feels like magic actually.
Just like magic…