Chapter 14: Butterflies

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Y/n= Your name

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Y/n's POV:

It's now nearly four and I'm in Dumbledore's office, he's been teaching me how to apparate last year but I was not able to practice it well.

"Remember Y/n, I want you to go somewhere you think deeply about and then comeback here after half an hour."

I nodded getting ready. I closed my eyes and thought about the lake. I always loved visiting the lake. I usually sneak out past curfew to watch the stars at night. I imagined the cold breeze at night. And then everything went in circles and distorted images. I opened my eyes to see the lake in front of me. I held my knees. That was not bad at all. I began to feel dizzy. Nope, it totally was.

"Y/n?" I saw Fred who was standing up by a tree. He seemed to have been sitting and just stood up. Oh no, he saw me!

"Oh hey Fred, not to be rude but I'm quite busy, bye!" I said quickly but before I could apparate back to Dumbledore's office he held my arm.

"Did you just apparate?" I shook my head but the more I shook it the more I felt my stomach twist. I ran to the nearest bush and threw up whatever's left in my stomach.

I felt Fred's hand rubbing my back and pulling my low ponytailed hair high to avoid getting vomit on it.

"They don't let us apparate before seventeen for a reason." He exclaimed. I received a cloth from him. I wiped my mouth and mouthed thank you.

I sat by the tree he was on, just between it's enormous roots. Fred sat on my right. I sighed deeply.

"Quite the craziest things you do for being a protector." I exclaimed, I felt him turn to look at me but I kept my gaze on the calming water.

"How bad is the pain?" he paused, "The one you feel whenever someone's in danger."

"Solid seven if you ask me. I've felt so much pain since last year's event." I chuckled while shaking my head. From the beginning of the train leaving King's cross I've felt so much pain while thinking about Harry and Ron, I later found out that they used Mr. Weasley's Anglia Ford. I laughed at the idea but cursed them from making me feel such pain.

"Will you be able to describe the pain?"

"Hmm... It's like a shattered glass is being stabbed slowly inside me and the glass is made of acid."

"That sounds painful."

"Very."

We just stayed quiet for a while, just taking in all the breeze and all the silence. I turned to look at Fred who was already looking at me. I felt my face heat up. For the past few days, he's been acting weird. He acts so sweet sometimes and then he acts so clownish.

"Say will you go to the Burrow with me... and George of course, for Christmas?" I was a bit confused because we're two months away from Christmas.

"Sure, why not. I'll just have to leave the next day to visit Mum." I replied bringing my gaze back on the lake.

It was just quiet again, just us. This feels quite nice. Being alone with Fred. Wait? What did I just said?

The wind blew, I closed my eyes. "Feels nice doesn't it?" he asked. I felt his head rest on my right shoulders. I immediately opened my eyes out of shock. My face then felt numb from the breeze, it's starting to heat up.

"You should see when it's night." I exclaimed, his head regained its control. I was quite disappointed that he pulled if back but I didn't understand the feeling so I brushed it off.

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