So here you get a closer view of Claire's friendship with two of my most favorite characters (Other than Draco of course). I would also like to thank those who have taken their time and reviewed, this chapter is for you. Chapter five will be up shortly and is one of my favorite chapters so far. So, enjoy.
"So tell us who is it," "Because we have everything you need to get your revenge on this guy," "Unless you want to kill him," The twins looked at each other and leaned forward and said at the same time, "We have something for that too." Claire smiled at her best friends, the two men in her life, other than Ron whom if she didn't mention would surely not be happy; they meant the world to her. "You guys are total assess, you know that right? I'm having a crisis and you're trying to sell me some of your toys!"
The twins laughed and shook their head. "Ah that's where you're wrong," "Were actually cheering you up if you haven't noticed," "And we seem to be doing a very good job seeing that your smiling." She stood and hugged the two red headed boys who smiled genuinely back at her. "What would I do without the two of you?" Fred and George, both knowing their friend was truly sad, hugged her back and said, "Why don't you tell us what's wrong? Can't do much if we don't know." She always did found it funny how the two always knew what the other was going to say and when they said something simultaneously she always asked for more.
Knowing she could very well trust them she began her story about her secret relationship with (that imbecile) Draco Malfoy on how it had begun and why she tolerated him, never once mentioning the more physical side of their relationship only mentioning it as 'a snog here and there' she continued on until the part about Ron and how mad she had gotten with Draco. She had finally seen his true colors and drew the line when he fouled the Weasley name. The two just sat in silence, an extraordinary feat in itself, as she spilled her guts to them. When her story had ended Claire looked at them as they looked at each other, communicating in a silent language only they knew.
"Is it impossible for two brothers to marry the same woman?" George seemed to actually ponder this and told his brother, "It may be but I don't think Claire might mind." They looked at her and grinned as they wrapped their arms around her. "We cannot say that your actions were right or wrong," "It was what you decided," "But were very thankful on how you stood up for our family," "Even though you're a Dupree, you're also a Weasley." Claire sat between them, enjoying the warmth and friendship the two practically radiated and sighed happily. She had made the right choice indeed. No matter how much she liked (it had never really escalated to where she could use the word 'love') Draco, if he continued with that way of thinking the two would never last.
"But we do have a problem with one thing," She looked over to Fred with a raised eyebrow and at the same time both twins said, "Sorry Claire but you have horrible taste." She looked at them with a blank expression until what they said her mind had finally processed it and she had let out an embarrassing snort of a laughter and doubled over, nodding her head to show she was agreeing with them. The two grinned and stood right as the clock chimed, telling them class would begin shortly.
"C'mon Claire-bear, we'll walk you to class," "And stare at Malfoy until there's nothing left but his expensive leather shoes." Claire seem to blush at the nickname the Weasley men had created for her, even though it was cute it was often used to tease her. They walked down the halls together towards the Care of Magical Creatures where Gryffindor and Slytherin were having it today out in the Forbidden Forest. She stopped the twins before they could head outside, knowing if they actually continued on with her they would arrive late to their own class. With a warning that if she needed them they wouldn't mind skipping class at all for her, they turned around heading to whatever class was scheduled for them.
A chirping sound met her ears and she looked at the white lemur on her shoulder. "Hey Cloud, where have you been?" She petted its smooth fur which somewhat relaxed her as she walked towards Hagrid's hut. The shifter purred as she neared the hut and immediately found where Ron, Harry, and Hermione were and when she stood next to them Cloud jumped off her shoulder and hopped a few feet away onto someone's pant leg and up their arm and unto their shoulder. Claire immediately recognized the blonde hair. "Traitor!" She hissed at the shifter, not making eye contact with the familiar grey eyes.
The shifter stared at her then back to Draco as if it were making a very difficult choice but before it had even decided Hagrid's voice boomed across the field. "A'right lads, gather 'round, have a special treat for you today." The students huddled closer to him and listened carefully when he began speaking. "Today were goin' to be digging up some Flobberworms!" He clapped his hands and looked absolutely excited to actually be doing this. Many students, on the other hand, were not as excited and groaned from displeasure. "C'mon all of you's, let's get to work!" He went on explaining how and where to find them and the process of writing it down on paper on how they appeared and obvious things.
Swinging the metal bucket in her left hand she stood a few feet away from the three others, Hermione being the closest one and lifted her skirt just a tad so that when she would bend she would not have to worry about it dirtying. Chirping loudly Cloud stood on its legs and brought a Flobberworm to her bucket and the shifter actually seemed to be enjoying itself as it continued searching for the strange looking creatures. "Hey that's cheating!" Claire turned towards the source of the voice and smiled at the pouting face. "Oh be quiet Ronnie, it's not a contest."
She took some of the slimy creatures and poured them in his bucket. "Geez Malfoy seems in an even sourer mood then he usually is." Ron mumbled lowly as he glanced at the Slytherin blonde who glowered their way as he rested against a tree while Crabbe and Goyle did all his work for him. "Don't worry about him; he probably has his knickers in a twist." Ron snickered at that and helped his friend search for the repulsing worms.