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Chapter 8: Too Complicated

During the day, Deyanira tried to avoid George, even Fred, just to be sure he doesn't come in George's defense. Harry still wanted to know why he attacked him, so it didn't bother him if he sees one of them just to ask. George on the other hand, kept feeling guilty by the minute. He kept seeing himself push her to the floor, then her stare. He still doesn't understand why he did that. Why did he get so furious over it? Hit Harry? Harry Potter. His lil' brother's best friend, almost his friend too. He would have never thought about doing it, less imagining it. But his adrenaline was so high at the moment; he had no control over it.

"I'll see you at the great hall", Deyanira said the next morning already in her uniform and Harry nodded as he got out of bed.

Deyanira opened the door to enter the stair way and when she left, she felt someone was coming down.

"What are you doing here?", asked George, expecting the worse in his mind

"Ah, nothing."

George just looked at her before he barged trough the door and spotted Harry, with his shirt on his hands and just his pajama pants. George's eyes opened wide as he just looked at him and Harry felt nervous all of the sudden. George looked around and saw the two beds with their trucks.

"What the bloody hell is going on here?", he asked, turning to her

"I don't have to explain this to you", she said, crossing her arms, she really thought he didn't deserve an explanation, not after what he did.

He just glared at her, but she glared back, winning the competition as his body trembled and he turned to face Harry. Still in silence. He just barged out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

"What now?", Harry asked, "what if he says something?"

"…he won't.", she said before she apparated

When she got to the common room she was able to catch a glimpse of George leaving. She just sighed and started to follow him. She didn't hurry since he thought she wasn't following him, but around the third floor she got tired of walking fast so she started to call him.

"For god's sake, would you stop?"

"What?", he snapped, suddenly stopping and making her bump with him, for a moment they stayed close, not moving. Their eyes met and both felt the tension leaving their bodies; even if George's still trembled and for the first time, Deyanira felt hers too. Before drifting away for good, she gave a step back and crossed her arms

"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?", she asked and he licked his lips after a pause to speak, but kept his silence, "Why did you even punch him?", she kept asking, and he felt his temper rising, "why wouldn't you talk to me? What did I do wrong? Why did Harry do wrong for starters?-"

"You and Potter bloody fucked the other night!"

How he snapped, her eyes opened wide and gave a step back. Other students around turned to them and some even stopped or slowed down their walk.

"W-…what?", she finally spoke, "where did you got that idea?"

"Now you act all dumb"

"I'm not acting. I haven't done anything with anyone."

"And today I find out you're sleeping with him on your own bedroom? And him half naked? You just can't keep your legs crossed, can you?"

With that, her hand went across his face, making students stop and look. He just left his face on the side, trying to calm himself.

"Listen to me…nothing happened. Harry and I are just friends."

George didn't look at her again, he just closed his eyes and took deep breaths.

"Dey!", Harry said running to them, "we need to talk"

"Must have been hard while she chocked on your dick", George spoke again and he walked out, pushing Harry out of the way and Deyanira just closed her eyes and took deep breaths.

"What?", Harry reacted to George's words, "did he just said what I think he said?"

"Harry…I need-…I need a break…right now"

"No, no, Dey, calm down, you have to learn to control it"

"Stop that rubbish! I can't right now!"

"Dey, listen-"

But before he finished, she ran out and he followed her, calling her, but she didn't stopped. She got to the second floor and entered the girl's bathroom and ran to the last stall. Harry stopped at the door, not knowing what to do. He decided to go in, but just for a second. He heard her pinch scream, making him go out and close the door quick so no one could hear, even if a few did and looked at him weird. When he heard the scream fade, he waited a few seconds to go inside. The bathroom was in a complete silence, only his footsteps were heard.

"Dey…?", he said as he entered the last stall and saw her resting on the wall, sitting on the floor.

"…what is that you wanted to say?", she asked with a breaking voice

"Um…I think you should wait…it might make you scream again."

"No…just tell me, Harry", she said and he sighed

"Seamus…he…he came to me and said I should get away from you…", he started and she slowly turned her head to him, "that…he saw you in a dream- more like a nightmare, he said…he saw you as a banshee…screaming and killing everyone in Hogwarts…he says that we should all get away from you…I'm afraid he'll say something."

"…great.", Deyanira said as she looked up

"I think… I think we should tell Dumbledore, see what he can do."

After a pause Deyanira accepted, so both went up to Dumbledore's office and told him what Seamus said.

"Well…this may be a problem indeed", he said as he got up from his desk and walking to a shelf that had a lot of crystal bottle with different liquid colors, "I wouldn't normally use this on a student…but maybe I can", he took a pause to grab one with light blue liquid and turned to them, "maybe I can get some memoria absentis on his drink…Mr. Thomas' too just in case he heard anything coming from Mr. Finnigan"

"May I ask what is that, sir?", Harry asked for both

"This potion can erase any memory that passed trough the drinker's mind in the last 24 hours…including dreams or nightmares."

"Do you think it'll work?", Deyanira asked

"Yes, I'm pretty sure. I'll get some in his drink by lunch. You two should go now. Try to act normal around him, just in case."

"Thanks, professor", Deyanira said with a smile

Both left the office and joined Hermione and Ron for breakfast. After both questioned them where they had been, they finally had a nice meal. George was sitting a few feet away with Fred, not so happy, he tried to avoid looking at her, but he couldn't. And the few times he looked, she looked back, but quickly looked away and he noticed she would roll her eyes.

"So she just said she didn't do anything?", Fred asked after George told him what had happened

"Like a believe her. She was obviously acting."

"So you didn't believe her?"

"Do you?"

"Well…yeah.", Fred said and George answered, "look, maybe we did jumped to conclusions, who knows?"

"They looked pretty…together that night and the morning after. It was like 'we snogged last night, let's just let everybody know, let me sit on your lap and touch you'"

"She was tickling him, Georgie", Fred said, not stopping the chuckled.

"They were too damn close. I don't see him that way with Hermione."

"Well…maybe that's not Hermione's type."

"And we go back to Deyanira. Then maybe that's her type. Easy."

"Wow, and you almost killed me when I called her a tramp"

"Don't"

"Then you get mad when I insult her. Make up your mind.", he said and George slammed the fork in his plate

"I don't know what to think, alright, Fred. I don't want anyone to call her names, not even myself, but…after what I saw…I just thought she was…different."

Fred just looked at him, in silence and with regret, not knowing what else to say. George just sighed, letting out the frustration and kept eating. The rest of the day passed, slow. George was someone else. He didn't laugh, he almost didn't talk. He was too focused on his thoughts and memories. He felt broken and still confused. In lunch, he passed by Deyanira and said hi, but she just looked away and kept walking. He felt worst. He wanted to make things better, maybe forget what he saw and just be friends then.

"Would you tell me where we're going?", George asked Fred who kept dragging him from the great hall all the way up to the stairs

"I got an idea. Let's see if this fixes that bloody frown of yours", Fred said as they entered the second floor

"The girls' bathroom?", George asked as Fred dragged him inside

Fred didn't answer. They just kept going deeper in the place and the humming of a girl was heard. They saw Martle, up, flying in circles and singing. She soon stopped, feeling them, and when she turned around she glared at both.

"What do you two want?"

"Long time no see", Fred said with a grin

"You better not be here to mess with me, I've had a long day"

"No, don't worry. We're just here to ask you something."

"What?", she asked as she flew down

"Have you seen Harry here?"

"Potter?...yes, he has come in here a lot these year…with a strange girl"

"Have they…done anything? What do they do when they come in?", Fred asked and the girl let out a chuckled

"Silly boy, do you think I would let some girl touch him?", she said with a smirk

"So…that's a no."

"Well something does go around in here when both come in, but it's nothing like that…it's worst."

"…Worst?", George spoke

"Awful, I would say."

"Do they snog or not?", George snapped, making the girl glare again.

"No", she said firmed and annoyed, "now, if you're done, both can leave-"

"What do they do then?", George asked

"I can't say", the girl said with a laugh, "trust me…it's just awful. I can't even stay to see it until it ends."

Before they asked anything else, she flew away and went directly into a toilet, splashing water out of the stall.

"So…?", Fred asked, turning to his brother

"…well…they didn't do what I thought…"

"So you believe that ghost and not Dey?"

"…I doubted, alright."

"I think you should now speak to Dey, calmly and alone."

George stayed in silence, thinking on how to even start.