The awkward just kept on coming when Bill and Fleur showed up, this is the first time since last month that I had seen either one of them and I just hoped that to everyone else I seemed normal. The entire dinner I felt like there were eyes watching me. I looked up once and Fleur was giving me a look. We shared a glance and I knew that I would have to talk to her and Bill at some point in time but right now was not the right time at all. Draco kept looking at me, I only caught him once but I knew that it was happening every few minutes. The others at the table seemed completely oblivious to the tension that I felt which just made things a little easier.
After we finished eating we sat in the living room for a few moments, but I could tell that Draco was getting restless but didn't want to be rude. "Molly, thank you so much for inviting me to supper and for allowing me to bring Draco on such short notice but I think that the two of us should each be heading home now. We have a busy day at the office tomorrow."
Draco stood beside me, "Yes, thank you for your hospitality, Mrs. Weasley. The food was delicious." He gave her a hug and a quick kiss to the cheek.
"No problem dear, you're welcome anytime." He returned his hug then engulfed me in another one of her monstrous hugs as Draco stepped into the floor. He mouthed something to me which I quickly nodded too before he disappeared in the green flames.
"I'll be in touch soon. Good night everybody." With that and a chorus of goodbyes I stepped in and made my way to my apartment. I was not surprised when I found Draco standing there. I had given him enough time to get here before I did.
"Hello." I said lamely.
"Hello. So, can I ask you something?" He asked taking a seat on my couch. I walked over and sat beside him,
"Sure. Why not."
"What was up between Fleur, Bill and you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." I answered quickly, a dead giveaway that something was indeed up.
"Don't bullshit me, Marni. I could feel the tension between the three of you. Don't you trust me?"
I looked into his eyes and could almost feel the passion radiating from them. "You swear not to say anything, because technically I shouldn't know and it would cause a lot of problems if this became gossip."
He looked surprised. But nodded his head, I started telling the whole story. I don't know why I even considering telling him but it was just coming out of my mouth before I could control it.
"So that's why you were so weird with them."
"You noticed? Shit, do you think that the Weasley's noticed?" I was in panic mode right now. I put my face in my hands.
I felt soft, warm hands wrap around my wrists and pull them from my face. I looked up and my brown eyes met his gray ones and I instantly started to calm down. "Marni, relax. I only noticed because for the past few months I've been around you more than I have anybody else. No one else noticed." I simply nodded.
Our faces were really close, and I didn't mind at all.
All of a sudden the floo sounded and out of the flames walked my brother. I moved away from Draco causing us to break contact. I looked at Oliver's face and I couldn't read his expression I just knew that he wasn't happy.
"Marni, I better get going. I'll see you bright and early in the morning." He leaned down and kissed my cheek before standing up. Pretty sure he did that just to piss my brother off and my the fire in Oliver's eyes it sure worked. "Wood." Draco acknowledged before he was gone.
"What the bloody hell was going on here?" He yelled,
"Oh, Oliver. It was nothing. Calm down." I said trying to defuse the situation.
"I won't bloody calm down! I came over here to tell you that Fleur was very grateful that you acted normally towards her and Bill this evening and I find you and that ferret hooked up on the couch."
"Ollie, really? We were barely touching! Plus you don't know the circumstances so don't go jumping to conclusions!"
"Don't jump to conclusions! He's got quite the reputation for making his assistants into bed partners! That's just what you are to him isn't?" The second those words came out of his mouth, a part of my heart broke.
"Get out." My voice was calm but there was fire behind it. Oliver's eyes widened. He moved closer to me but I backed away and did something I never thought I would do, I pulled my wand out on my brother.
He put his hands up, "Marni, please. I'm sorry. You know how I get when I'm upset. I'm sorry."
"I don't really care right now, Oliver. You remember how dad used to talk to me. Especially my 5th and 6th years at school? Do you remember promising me that you would never call me the things that dad did? Well guess you just broke your promise. Now get out."
He gave me one last look and I knew he regretted what he said but right now it didn't matter. He backed his way into the floo and with one last I'm sorry he was gone. I sat back down on the couch and memories of my childhood kept flashing before my eyes, My dad was not the easiest person to please in the world. Oliver was their pride and joy. He was the star Quidditch player and I was just the average child with nothing special about them. When I was fifteen my dad accused me of something that I didn't actually do. I can remember when my dad walked into my bedroom and found that I wasn't alone but instead wrapped in the arms of Roger Davies. I thought we were in love and I let myself fall completely for him. One night after a particularly bad fight with my mom and dad I sent Roger an owl asking him to come see me. He immediately was there and wrapped me in a hug and we spent about thirty minutes laying in my bed, all clothes on, him just holding me. My dad decided that he wanted to talk to me and walked in and found us. He immediately started calling me a slag, whore, slut anything he could think of. That continued for the rest of his life. He never let that go and never thought of me the same way again even though it was something completely innocent. However in his eyes I had just ruined the entire family.
After that Oliver didn't speak to me for months. He thought the same thing, until he heard Roger one day in the Quidditch change rooms about how I would have to give some up to be a slut. I'm pretty sure he got a punch in the stomach for that. After that Oliver found me and apologized and swore that he would never treat me like that. I guess never came before we knew it because that's exactly what he did.
I couldn't sleep that night because I was so emotional. Getting ready for work the next morning was not fun but I refused to let my personal shit interfere with my work.
I walked into the building and could hear yelling before I even got to me desk. I stopped for a minute and instantly recognized Draco's and Oliver's voices. What the hell. I slung Draco's door open and found him up against the wall with Oliver's wand at his throat,
"Oliver, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I screamed. He turned and his eyes widened.
"I came to talk to this shit bag but he was being a smartass."
"Let him go!" I screamed and he instantly pulled his arm down and turned towards me completely. "Get the hell out of here. Now." I said and walked past him and to Draco. "Are you okay?" my voice soft as I addressed him.
His eyes were focused on the retreating back of my brother. His eyes never left his form until he had completely left the building before he turned towards me.
He gave me a smile, "I'm fine. Not the first time you're brother has cornered me."
I let out a giggle, remember back in school. "I'm so sorry about him. He shouldn't have brought our home issues here."
"Why did he?"
Debating on telling the truth or making something up I finally just let the truth come out, "He's pissed because he thinks that we're having sex."
