Chapter 5

Lucy stood there, in the same spot she had been when he had kissed her, for a good 10 minutes. It had been going so well! Her one-on-one time with Fred had been going so well until she had to open her big fat mouth. Slowly, the reality of what had just occurred dawned on her. Fred Weasley had kissed her. After telling her that he had loved her since first year. Then he had stormed off, promising not to bother her. Ever again.

You could have changed this said a little voice inside her head. If you had just been honest with him about how you felt, you could still be in his arms right you've gone and lost him forever!

This thought above others stabbed her like a knife. She bolted up the ladder to her bed, throwing herself on the pillow before crying her eyes out. She cried because she'd lost the first person to ever truly accept her for who she was, to call her beautiful, to listen when she needed to talk. She didn't come down for dinner. Her next to worst nightmare had become a reality.

Fred stormed back up the stairwell, racing up to the Gryffindor tower. On the way, he bumped into the last person in the world he wanted to see besides Lucy:George.

"Why so angry brother? Angelina giving you grief again?"

"Shut the hell up George!"

"Well now I know you're not alright!"

Fred ignored him, sprinting up the stairs, spitting the password to the Pink Lady, and going to his and George's dormitory. They had long since had their own to themselves, as the other boys kept complaining about their pranks. Fred picked up his pillow and began slamming it against the wall until it burst.

" Woah, woah, woah! Fred! Calm yourself!" Said George, worried about his normally well mannered twin.

"Okay. I'm calm. I just needed to break something. I'm sorry."

"Fred! What happened? Where's Lucy?"

"I'm guessing she's in the Hufflepuff bathroom, washing her lips for the umpteenth time. I'm really stupid, did you know that?"

"Why would she be washing her lips? You didn't GASP YOU DID!

You kissed Lucy!"

"If you must know what's happened, I decided to be a bloody moron and tell Lucy how I feel, and she said she only loved me like a brother! And then yes. I may have kissed her."

"Hold on now! I know for a fact that that what he said can't be true! Why just earlier today she was being all Debbie downer because you're messing about with Angelina meant you would never ask her out! We made a bet!"

"Well she must've been lying. Now she doesn't want me in her life at all! That means I'll never get to apologize for kissing her! And we'll never tell each other secrets, or raid the kitchens, or sneak out to Hogsmeade without you knowing again!"

" I knew you two were going without me!"

" Anyway, because of my stupid big mouth, I've ruined an entire 6 years of friendship!"

"Look mate, I'm sorry. But I think you may be a bit confused! There's no way that-"

"George? It's over! Let's just go to dinner and hope we don't see her."

"You realize that I'm not going to stop hanging out with either of you separately because you've both gone and buggered this thing up right?"

"Yeah I kinda figured that."

"I still think you're being immature about this."

"I know."

"Good. Let's go then."

1 week later...

Late Friday night, Lucy woke up. It had been exactly one week. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang had arrived on the 30th of October, but Fred hadn't commented about how Madame Maxine was ridiculous in size, or how maybe since she had a stable of her own, Lucy could help Hagrid with the flying horses. No. Fred was acting completely immature and treated her like a stranger. George hadn't been speaking to her either, but he wasn't the Weasley she was most distressed by. Honestly! Had Fred given her time to explain, she could be in his arms, planning to attend the Yule ball with him. Honestly, she was lucky to have at least one female friend, Evangeline Norcast in Hufflepuff. She and Evangeline were close, but Evangeline was boy-crazy and kind of hard to be around in large doses.

Knowing that she wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, Lucy decided that there were only two people she'd like to talk to about her recent heartbreak with. Seeing as her mother wasn't there, she decided on her second option.

Opening her dormitory door slightly, she transformed into a dove, flying silently out of the nearest window. She found her resting place on the sill of the window into the private dorm that the twins shared. Relieved that Fred hadn't closed her entrance all the way, she climbed in and nudged George awake. "What the-" he murmured, before realizing who the dove on his chest was. "Oi! Lucy! You shouldn't be in here right now!" He whispered, conscious of his sleeping twin. She hopped onto the floor and transformed back into Lucy, in her nightgown.

"Please Georgie!" She begged, whispering as well. "I need someone to talk to! Please tell me i haven't lost tha both of ya in one week?" The poor little American with the Scottish accent looked to be on the verge of tears. George sighed. "What are older brothers for? Meet me on the pitch in 5 minutes. I'll get your broom, just get dressed will ya? Honestly the things you girls will sleep in!"

"Thanks George!" She squealed, kissing him on the cheek.

"Muffliato!" Whispered George, as he made it to the pitch. He added in silencing and notice-me-not charms for good measure.

"Alright Lucy. Get on your broom. We're gonna hit the quaffle back and forth with our bats and talk until you feel better."

" Thank you again George! I'm just so mad at him!"

"Don't thank me yet. Just do it."

Lucy obeyed, hopping onto her new broom she'd gotten for her birthday, a Comet 7 model that was just right for a smaller beater. She had taken George's advice and changed into long pajamas more suitable for flying.

"So. Here's what I know so far. You and my brother had a nice row, in which he confessed his love for you, and you've gone and brother-zoned him, so now neither of you are speaking to each other ever again and judging by your appearance and his crying when he thinks I can't see, you two are pretty miserable. However given that you have admitted to me that you fancy his arse off, I somehow don't think that your encounter went the way he recalled it. So how about you tell me what really happened. Don't be ashamed to cry either."

Lucy obliged, telling George everything that happened after they had left him in the classroom. She was annoyed and crying by the end of it which caused George to have to land both of their brooms and let the distraught girl sob into his shoulder.

"Lucy. This isn't your fault. This is Fred, making a mess of things because he really does love you something awful. When you tried to shield yourself from rejection, he got angry and hormonal. Now he's sad because he's too immature to come fix things with he's gotten it through his thick stubborn brain that you don't even want to be friends anymore."

"But that's all I need! That's not all I want but I don't know if I can survive much longer without Fred as my friend! You either for that matter! I'm just so mad at him! I don't want to forgive him. I never want to speak to him again, but at the same time all I want to do is talk to him." While your ordinary wizard was stumped at the sight of a girl crying, George was used to it.

"Hey, hey! It's alright! I know that, and you know that, but personally I don't think that Fred knows that."

"But he's never gonna talk at me anymore? How tha hell do I tell 'im that I wanna be friends if he won't facking talk to me!"

"I understand your concern. I think you need to give it some time. Let's let both of you cool off a lot before you ruin your own lives forever. Maybe you could even see someone else for a while! Savvy?"

"Savvy."

"Now let's get you to sleep."

"Alright Georgie."

The two walked back to the castle, levitating their brooms back to their separate dorms.

"Georgie?"

"Yeah Luce?"

"I'm hungry."

"Alright then let's go to the kitchens. Maybe Dobbie will get you some supper. I'd almost forgotten you haven't been showing up for meals."

"You're the best brother ever!"

"Thanks Luce, I try."

"Hey George?"

"Yes Lucy?"

"Is it okay if I sit with you and Fred at breakfast tomorrow? I love Evangeline to pieces, but she's driving me mad!"

"Okay, but no fighting!He's already convinced that he's lost your friendship forever. While you are rightfully mad at him, I think you should at least not fight..Savvy?"

"Savvy. One more thing before you go George?"

George sighed. She must be very lonely if she was stalling just to keep his attention. "Yes Luce?"

"When are you asking Granger to the Yule ball?"

"I don't know. I'd better get there before Krum does though."

"I agree."

A/N

It has come to my attention that Lucy is indeed, a Mary Sue. Whilst I am extremely appreciative that someone actually READ my story, and then let me know that they existed (AKA Read and Review) I do wish to inform everybody that this is the nature of the story. In the summary, you should be able to see what this story is about. You will see that it seems rather cheesy. Please remember that if you cannot or do not wish to handle that amount of campy cheesiness, you are not being forced to read this story, which is one of my first serious pieces. With that, R&R, I don't own Harry Potter, next update soon, tell me what you want to happen in later chapters.

Mischief Managed,

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