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Chapter 7: The Fit
"Weird that Dey wasn't at dinner when we got up.", Fred commented as he and George went up the empty staircases after dinner.
"Neither Harry", George added
"Just focus on her, Georgie"
"I try, but face it, Harry's like the top one in her life now, and no matter what I do, it seems like…", he slowly stopped when he heard a familiar voice coming from the second floor corridor
"Yeah, that was kinda…fun, after all", Harry said with a chuckle to what Deyanira had said
"Yeah", she let out a little laugh before her eyes caught his and slowly stop, "I'm so glad I met you, Harry"
George felt his stomach twisting and his blood burning inside when she grabbed his hand.
"Now I know I'm not alone in this."
"No problem, this secret is safe with me.", Harry answer with a comforting smile
Deyanira quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, surprising him and even pushing him back, but after hesitation he hugged her too. George rushed up the stairs with Fred a few cases behind, calling him. They arrived at the common room, with George pushing people away just to reach the dorm. When he got there, he slammed the door, almost hitting Fred in the face if he hadn't stop inches before. Still he went inside to see George, sitting on the edge of his bed with hands trough his hair.
"What you saw, it was noth-"
"You saw it too!", George snapped, getting up, "don't say it was nothing. You thought exactly what I thought, didn't you?"
"…if you called her a tramp, then yeah", even with the rage, George still gave him a glare, telling him to take that back, "what do you want me to say then? That's what I thought when I saw them coming out of the bathroom."
George turned around after a pause and took a deep breath to calm down. He felt his heart was pounding and breaking. Why? She was nothing to him. Just a girl he met a couple of days ago. Are they even friends? They just talk once in a while, small talks. But for him they seemed so important.
"Why don't I go and talk to Harry? Maybe there's nothing going on.", Fred suggested behind George
He didn't answer. In part he wanted to say 'just leave it', but another part of him wanted to know if what he saw was true.
"Let's just…not tonight, Fred", Fred nodded in agreement, even if he knew George didn't see him, "I'll go to bed now"
"Alright…I'll be downstairs, I'll come up later."
"Alright."
Fred hesitated to leave the room, he just waited to see if George wanted to let something out before he left, but when he saw he started to take off his cloak, he took it as a sign and left.
"Fred!", Ron called as soon as he hit the common room and went directly to him, who was sitting with Hermione by the fireplace, "what's going on with you two?"
"Don't put your nose where it doesn't belong", Fred grinned, not helping to joke
"Seriously, Fred?", Ron said after he groaned
"…Do you guys know if there's something going on with Harry and Dey?"
By the surprising question, Ron and Hermione looked at each other; analyzing what to answer.
"Well they do spend a lot of time together.", Hermione commented, looking back at Fred
"Yeah, but they never talk about what they do or anything…why you ask?"
"…Nothing, just trying to distract you while George places some stink pellets in your robes", Fred grinned after
"Are you mad?"
Ron just got up and ran off while Hermione called him, she knew he was laying. Fred just walked away from them to meet up with Jordan. After a while Deyanira and Harry went to the common room and talked with Hermione and Ron like nothing. The next morning Deyanira woke up before Harry and left the room in black pants and a purple long sleeves shirt. She walked down to the common room, it was empty, so she took the entire couch to herself while she thought on what to do.
"Woke up a bit too early", she said to herself as she looked around
In a few minutes, Harry came down in his pajamas.
"Hey", he said as he sat on the couch chair, "how are you?"
"Good, you? Slept well?"
"Um…yeah, the usual"
"Hm…any plans for today?"
"If you don't mind I rather be alone", when he said that, Deyanira looked at him, not angry, more like concerned, "ok, I know I have to watch over you, but…a few hours apart won't do bad"
"No, no, it's ok. I just…know something's wrong…it's fine with me if you want to be alone"
"Seems fine for everyone"
"What do you mean?"
"You wouldn't understand, Dey"
"…try to explain", Harry just sighed and laid back, "I'm just trying to help, I owe you, but if being alone is how I can repay you…alright."
"Thanks"
After a soothing silence and warmth, Deyanira changed the subject and soon both laughed. Somehow she ended up on his lap, tickling, or at least trying, as he struggled in the chair, making it hard to escape 'cause of the two arms of it. Both were laughing and Harry was almost tearing up when she finally stop and both took deep breaths.
"Oh, hi", Harry said looking beside Deyanira making her turn around.
George and Fred stood at the entrance of the stairs, already in casual clothes, and both weren't too happy. George's fingers were buried in his palms as his fist trembled and his blood ran all over him, burning. Fred looked at him, worried, knowing how he was.
"Something wrong?", Deyanira asked, worried, as she passed a hand trough her hair and got closer.
George just storm off, making his sleeve slip trough Fred's hand, and even if he called him, he kept walking to Harry. He grabbed Harry by the collar of his shirt and lifted him on his feet just to push him to the floor. Harry's eyes were wide open in surprise as George got on him and started to shake him and punch him. Fred ran to George while Deyanira stayed back, telling him to stop. Fred was able to get George off Harry and Deyanira went to him to help him get up. He already had a bloody nose, while George was furious and panting.
"What the bloody hell is your problem?", Harry snapped at George
George was going to jump on him again, but Fred pulled him back; by now a few students were coming down, Ron stood between them. Deyanira took Harry's head in her hands and made him turn to her to check on him, making George jump on Harry again, slipping away from Fred. He grabbed Harry and pushed him away from Deyanira to not hurt her.
"Can't you do this on your own?", George yelled at Harry as he walked to him again
Harry swung a fist, hitting him and making him attack back again. Ron and Fred ran to George again to catch him, but he kept struggling.
"Stop it, George!", Deyanira said standing in between
George got loose from his brothers and to go to Harry again, he pushed Deyanira, making her fall and hit her head with the wall. People gasped and Harry called her. Not caring if George was still on his case, he ran to her, along with Ron. George turned around to see her, rubbing her head and when she looked at her hand, her fingers were stained with a bit of blood. Trough the hairs on her face, her eyes spotted George, throwing daggers at him. George started to calm down now that he saw the damage that he had done. He looked at Fred who took his eyes off Deyanira to look at him, in silence.
"What the devil's going on in here?", said McGonagall as she came in to the room and saw everyone standing in shock, then her eyes looked to her side, catching Harry with a bloody nose and Deyanira on the floor with blood on her hand and with her other one rubbing her head, "Potter, O'Dugan, what happened to you?"
Harry and Deyanira just looked at each other not knowing what to say and it looked like no one wanted to say either. A few just looked at George who still had his eyes on Deyanira.
"Well if no one wants to speak…20 points will be taken from Gryffindor every hour that passes, until someone says something.", she said, making a few groan and sigh, and George feel more guilty, "Mrs. Weasleys and Mr. Longbottom, please take them to the Hospital wing.", she finished, now more worried
After she walked away while Harry and Ron got on their feet and helped Deyanira get up. George, Fred and Neville walked to them to help, but when George went to Deyanira and opened his mouth, she just stopped him.
"Don't come", she said with the same dagger eyes as she turned around with Neville walking beside her.
Harry gave him one last glare before he walked away with Ron, who just sighed at him before leaving. Soon people started to walked away, as their stares faded on George. He just walked away to his room while he passed a hand trough his hair in frustration. Fred stayed behind, not knowing what to do or say to him.
"How are you feeling?", Harry asked, with a tissue in the holes of his nose, while Deyanira was sitting on the bed beside his.
"Head's better…"
"…and you?"
"…not much…why would he do that to you?"
"Or you…I know he hurt you…bad.", Deyanira knew what Harry meant, but she didn't felt like back talking to him so she just lay down with her back to him to face the other empty beds and the wall.
"Maybe, he was jealous", Neville spoke, Harry turned his eyes from him to face Deyanira's back to see a responds, but nothing
"You know, Fred asked about you two the other day, and before George seemed weird…maybe it's that.", Ron added
"He didn't have to bloody punch me, or push her the way he did.", Harry said snapping, "she has done nothing bad."
"Can you just shut up?", Deyanira said, "or speak lower? My head really hurts from that bloody idiot."
The guys just looked at each other and nodded, but kept talking about it in a low voice. After about 5 minutes, Fred and George came in and the three of them soon looked.
"Um, hi…", George started, "how are you feeling?"
"Just wonderful", Harry said in sarcasm
"Um, yeah…I wanted to say sorry…to you and…specially to Dey…she didn't really deserve it."
"I guess Harry did, then, huh?", Ron commented
'He did', George thought, but kept in mind, "no…neither…and I um…I told McGonagall it was me so…I'm the only one getting the punishment"
"Well, it's alright, I think.", Harry said.
"Why did you do it anyways?", Ron asked
"I don't need to give you explanations to you", he said and Deyanira got up of her bed and walk to the hall between the beds
"But you do to me and Harry. Specially Harry.", she said with crossed arms.
George looked to her eyes and he felt the shivers going around his body and the daggers coming from her eyes. He lowered his head to look away from her in the silence, he heard her sigh.
"Forget it", she said turning away and laying back to the bed
George opened his lips to speak, but nothing came out, so he just walked out, followed by Fred. The guys just looked at each other and then looked at Deyanira's back again, but she did nothing.