Chapter 4 - Soulmates

344 5 0
                                    

George's Perspective

As wizards, we have the special ability to feel the most dominant emotions our soulmate feels. Our soulmates were our essence, it was almost impossible to have more than one, meaning that if and when we found them, we would love them for eternity.

Since I was about 8 years old, I started to learn how to use my powers to delve into my soulmate's feelings, and it was horrible. Every time I did, I felt an overwhelming feeling of stress, pain, and just genuine sadness. I felt as if the world was piling up on me, and I had to carry an insurmountable weight, it was excruciating.

But for some reason, I kept on doing it. A small part of me wanted to feel what they felt because it made me feel closer to them. I knew that when I met them, that I would cherish them and remind them that they are loved, every day for the rest of my life until the day they feel happy and loved. The problem with only feeling their emotions, however, was the fact that you couldn't find out their identity. 

Fred was the only one who knew about her, and we had both made the promise that when we met her, we would treat her as our own, and always make sure that she would be ok. I found comfort in my twin brother's knowledge of my soulmate. He had already found his, Angelina Johnson, something I was always envious of, but I knew that the wait to find her would not matter, for when I did, she was going to be forever.

Today, we went to Diagon Alley to pick up our things for our fifth year at Hogwarts, I was pretty much dreading the schoolwork but once again, like every other year I had hope that I would meet my soulmate. 

As per usual, Fred and I were messing around, enjoying the state it put our mother in. When she called us over, screeching throughout the small shop, we figured we must hurry back to spare ourselves from her wrath.

 Running through the bustling crowd of people making way for us, we suddenly came in contact with someone, resulting in us all toppling over. She was still dazed, but on top of her, I noticed her beauty. She had beautiful chocolate brown skin, that looked as if it was glowing, flowing chestnut hair, deep coffee eyes, and strawberry lips. 

Realizing that I was staring, I quickly got up before she could notice, and extended a hand to her, enchanted. Recovering, her expression turned from soft to confusion, and at last, a brilliant smile graced her face. I was confused at her change of expression; it was as if she put on a mask. 

She introduced herself, her name was Althea. I was captivated, but my thoughts were interrupted when Fred introduced himself. 

As she was distracted by my now present mother, I looked into her eyes and they told a story. A glint reminding me of constellations, depth of an ocean of thoughts, but yet, her eyes also contained a sense of sorrow, despite her enthusiastic and confident manner. 

Before I knew it, I was being ushered out by my mother, books in hand, the image of those chocolate eyes resting on my mind.

Fred seemed to notice my sudden change of mind, "Hey George you alright? You've been distracted ever since the accident." I simply nodded and looked at him, telling him intuitively to not rest on the subject, and he quickly understood. As twins, we had a way of communicating, and we understood each other. I knew that without him, I wouldn't be able to live and that we could never be parted.

I tuned into my soulmate's feelings as soon as I got home because whenever I did it, I felt as if I should be alone, prepared for the wave of emotion that was yet to come. However today, I didn't feel an overwhelming amount of sadness and pressure, I felt a tinge of hope. She had hope.

I had gotten to know her over the years, and one thing I picked up was that on the occasion, she felt lighter and happier. I knew that this was because of someone, and whoever was making her feel that way, I would be forever thankful. I knew that without that light, without that soul completing hers, she might not have made it. 

*Hey guys! So this chapter was entirely from George's perspective and I think that was necessary so that you would understand the story a little more. I love writing from different perspectives, and I honestly think it makes the story a little more interesting, which is why I did it. You might be wondering why Althea hasn't felt her soulmate's emotions, but it is because she is a muggle and she didn't know this power existed. Also, this chapter is very short but they will get longer this was just the introductions. Love you all! - Your friendly author ;)

A Soulmate's LoveWhere stories live. Discover now