Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

58. The Letters

I decide to open Cedric's letter first; I know it's going to be tame. I tear open the envelope and smell a bit of his cologne as I raise the letter.

Mira, I've just arrived in the south of France. It's gorgeous here! I've attached a photo of the courtyard in front of the flat I'm staying at. I hope you are enjoying your holiday. Please write back, I'd love to hear from you. Best, Cedric Diggory

I smile as I look at the photo, glad that he had written to me after all. I turn my attention to the other envelope, my heart beginning to beat a little harder than before. I open it slowly, finding two separate pieces of paper inside of it. I lift the first one, reading it.

Well hello there, Mason. I hope all of this is worth it; George is once again unbearable. Wallowing in his room, crying, the whole lot. We all miss you, but it seems he misses you the most. Listen, I've included a pack of Floo powder. Come visit us, please. Mum's made you a sweater, she misses you too. With Mischief, Freddie

I giggle, looking in the envelope to see a small bag full of dark powder. I am saddened a bit to hear that George is so sad, but I know that if I had gone to stay with them it would have been worse for us both. I pick up the other, which must be from George.

Hello, Mira. I miss you. I know you're not allowed to miss me, but I miss you. I miss seeing you every day, even the days you did not want me to see you. I hope you are enjoying your time with Adrian; I really do. I'm sorry for everything I've done. Fred's told me he's sending you Floo powder, I do hope you'll use it. We all want to see you. Always, George.

My hands begin to shake as I set the letter down. My heart spurs at the words, and my mind races. Would it be wrong of me to go to the Burrow?

I decide I can't; it would be rude to leave the manor. My eyes begin to burn. I think of Fred and George, and how horribly I missed them. Yes, my time at the manor has been wonderful, but there is a certain loneliness in staying here.

I grab my letters and decide to make my way upstairs, not writing back to anyone at the moment. The tears in my eyes begin to spill over. I waver at the top of the stairs, but I decide to walk to my own room, not going to meet Adrian.

Once I close my door behind me, I allow myself to lament. I hope this is all worth it, Fred had written. I slide my back down the door, sitting on the ground.

I cry lightly; I'm not sure if I cry because of their letters or if I cry simply because I miss my friends. I miss being lighthearted and not having to worry about everything I say. I miss wearing a tshirt; I miss being completely myself.

The door handle shakes above my head, but it does not open. "Mira?" I hear Adrian call out. I don't move from where I am seated, but I sniffle and try to wipe my tears. The door handle jiggles once more.

"Just a minute." I call out, trying to regain my composure.

"Is everything all right?" He calls. I am silent, the tears falling on my cheeks once more. "Can you let me in please?"

I scoot over to the side, calling out for him to come in, and finally the door opens. Adrian sees me on the ground, his face twisting with worry. He scoops me up and lifts me to the soft bed, gently laying me down. He silently strokes my hair, waiting for me to speak; his other hand wipes my tears softly.

"I hate to see you cry, love. Do you want to talk about it?" He says, scooting into the bed so he can hold me.

"I don't know why I'm crying if I'm honest." I sniffle into his chest. He strokes my hair calmingly and doesn't press me to talk.

"Everything is alright, dear. If there is any problem, I will solve it." I sit up and hiccup.

"I don't want you to be cross." I whisper, closing my eyes. How could I tell him that even though his family has been generous enough to let me stay here, I still wanted to go?

"I won't be." He says, sitting up and cradling my face with one hand.

"I want to go to the Burrow, just for a bit. I miss them all so terribly." I say, the tears burning my eyes once more.

Adrian takes a deep breath. "Are you unhappy here?" I look to him and see his own eyes are growing red.

I shake my head quickly. "I just miss them."

"I understand. Of course, you should go." He tells me. "I can get my father to make you a portkey-"

"It's alright, erm... I've got Floo powder." I say, not wanting him to involve his parents.

"When would you like to go?" He whispers.

I take a second to think about it. "Tomorrow."

"Then you'll go tomorrow. You won't be able to use the Floo network back, but I'll send Phelps to get you." He holds me close, rubbing my back.

I smile, relieved that he wasn't cross. Before I realize what I'm saying, I whisper to him, "I love you, Adrian."

"I love you too, pretty girl. You know, you are so beautiful. Even when you cry." He touches my nose lightly and makes me giggle. "There's that smile I love to see."

"Can we stay here for a little bit?" I ask. He pulls me to lay with him, kissing me on my cheek. We lay together for a bit, silently holding each other.

The day passes the same as the last week had; we walk the grounds and explore the manor, Adrian telling me stories of his childhood at different parts of the place. We make it to dinner, where we speak in a quiet conversation.

"Mother, Father? Mira will be taking tomorrow to visit the home of some of her friends; they've invited her for the day." Adrian says in between bites.

I flush and look to Mrs. Pucey. "Well that's great, dear. I'm glad you're getting to see some friends from school. Adrian, do you know them?"

"Hardly." He replies, forcing a smile.

Adrian's mother nods and turns to me. "Would you like us to make you a portkey? Or would you like to apparate with one of us?"

I shake my head. "I've got Floo powder, ma'am. There's no need." She smiles, and the conversation dies there. Adrian holds my hand, and we continue to eat.

Dinner ends, and we sit together on my bed. He holds me on his lap, rubbing my thigh absentmindedly. "I'm going to miss you. I've gotten used to seeing you all day, every day."

"I'll miss you too, love. But I'll be back." I smile. We kiss quickly, and Adrian takes my clothing off hastily. He kisses my neck, making me gasp. Before things become too heated, he pulls away.

"We shouldn't. You need to rest before you travel." He lays down in the bed, pulling me with him.

Although I am slightly disappointed, I appreciate his concern. I look to his beautifully chiseled face, trying to discern what he was thinking.

He usually pulls me into his chest, but now he lowers himself and allows me to hold him. I am surprised; he has never shown this type vulnerability before. I hold him tightly, falling asleep before I can think of anything else.

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A/N: Last night, Felix Felicis was in the TOP TEN (out of 50k!) Love Triangle stories on Wattpad! This would not be possible without your continued support; I appreciate each and every single reader more than words can describe. Thank you so much!

Our time with Adrian has been calm and fun... Why don't we amp up the drama a bit? I hope you like the upcoming chapters, I sure loved writing them (: