Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

37. Starting Over

I wake in George's arms in the early morning. A warm light fills the room, but I feel cold. I had been cold as ice to George last night, in response to my mistakes. I hadn't followed Adrian in time; I had lost him. I ache knowing I will see him in class today. But perhaps this was for the best.

I take a deep breath to clear my head. I am here with George. George is your boyfriend, I remind myself. I turn to face him, and in his sleep he pulls me close again. I put my hand on his chest, running my hand slowly from his shoulder to his hip. His eyes flutter open.

"Hi," I whisper. He smiles sleepily. I continue, "I'm sorry I was rotten yesterday."

"You weren't, love" He responds, confusion etched on his tired face.

"Can you let me apologize?" I ask.

"If you insist on it, I suppose I have to." He laughs. I bring the hand that had been stroking his chest lower, rubbing against his waistband. He lets out a sharp breath, and I continue to lower my hand.

When I reach his bulge, I hear him moan lightly in response. I palm him, feeling him grow beneath my fingers. I lower myself to his waistband, pulling his pants down as I move. I reach for his bare skin, beginning to stroke him quickly. I put his length to my lips, hearing him groan in anticipation.  

I take him in my mouth, bobbing my head lightly. He's so big, it's impossible to put all of him in my mouth; I have to stroke the part of him I can't take in me. He groans with my movements, encouraging me to keep going. He finishes quickly, and when I raise myself to talk to him I see his face is completely red.

"What's wrong?" I ask quickly, afraid I had done something wrong.

"Sorry, I just... You're very good at that." He says, embarrassed. "I can get up again if you want to have-"

"I actually have to go, love. I'll meet you in Divination, yeah?" I say quickly, leaning to kiss him before I hop out of bed.

I check his watch before I pull my shoes on. "Where are you off to?" He asks, sad I want to leave.

"I just need to get a breath of fresh air. I want to study a bit before class, alright? I'll be by my tree if you need me."

"I always need you." He whispers to me, reaching out to stroke my cheek.

"Life or death, Georgie. I need to be alone. I need to... decompress, love." I answer, sitting up and pulling away from him.

"I can help you decompr-"

"George, please. I need to study. I need things to just go back to normal." I say, my kind tone waning.

"Yeah, alright. I'll see you in class, dear." He smiles a small smile, and I make my way out of the room and into the hall.

I quickly run up the steps to my room, changing my clothes and grabbing my bookbag hastily. I leave the tower and make my way out of the castle as fast as I can without breaking out in a sprint.

When I finally reach the snow outside, the fresh air opens my mind. I make my way to my willow tree, crunching on the soft snow. I sit at the tree's base. The world is quiet here. I take a deep breath, pulling a textbook out of my bookbag and opening it on my lap. I try to begin studying, to no avail. My mind flashes back to last night.

I had let Adrian walk away. He had told me he loved me, but I had told him I didn't love him back. It was over. It was over. I had picked George.

I had to prove to him how special he was to me. I hadn't been treating him right; I hadn't been fair. I close my book on my lap, reaching for my quill and a blank sheet of paper. In order for this to work, I need to let go of Adrian completely. My heart aches with every word I write. I write everything I've felt; everything he's done wrong against me. I write about my confusion, about my pain.