Rhapsody of a Veela

Part 11 - Summer at Spinner's end

Word spread around rather quickly that the pair of you had made up again. You did not mind it at all, perhaps now people like Malfoy would leave you alone. For the rest of the schoolyear Fred was constantly at your side, holding you, kissing you as if he was afraid you would disappear from him at any moment. As the weather was changing, spring was turning into summer little by little. You were studying together, him for his ordinary wizarding levels and you for your exams. Time seemed to slip away faster and faster, and suddenly June had arrived and gone. Everything had been so peaceful again, so now that the school year had ended you were afraid what would happen.

At the leaving feast everyone seemed to be in high spirits, but you were dreading the departure of all the students. All of them going back to their families, their homes. But you, you were not going anywhere. Your on-paper guardian, Severus Snape had made damn sure of that. After the feast, while everyone were gathering back at their houses, Gryffindor were throwing the usual end of the term party. The butterbeer's and Firewhisky were circling around the room, the end of exams naturally being well celebrated by all.

Then there was you and Fred, sitting in a corner tangled into each other's arms. While he assured you, gently that he would write you as often as he could. That he would convince Mr. Weasley to reach out to Dumbledore again, so you could at least spend some parts of the summer holiday at the Burrow with them. Just the thought alone made you fuzzy, a summer at The Burrow, or at least parts of it, would be downright magical. But you highly doubted it would work out, just the thought of asking Professor Snape for permission made you pessimistic. You had a lot of Firewhisky that night to push away those thoughts, so much in fact that the next dreadful morning, at the day everyone would finally depart home, you were like the living dead.

You had hardly been in shape to even leave the dorm room, but you knew you had to get downstairs to the common room in order to say your goodbyes. Floating down the circular stairs, you felt dizzy and sick. By the time you arrived staggering and pale, looking rather dishevelled for a Veela, Fred had already been ready to leave. When he came into sight as you rounded the last staircase, you could tell he was worried but also impatient. Everyone else had already left the schoolgrounds on their way to Hogsmeade Station.

As you floated the last few stairs down, however, he immediately lit up when he saw you.

"God I hate those stairs.." he said with a smile, "I wanted to get up there so bad, I couldn't leave without seeing my girlfriend could I?"

You managed to chuckle softly, despite still feeling like you had to drag your body with you as you floated down the last few stairs into his arms.

"Do you remember the first thing you ever said to me?" you whispered, still not pulling away from the tight embrace he had locked you in. He was thinking for a moment, then looked at you with a grin.

"I asked you if you had drunk too much Firewhisky, didn't I?" he laughed,

"Well now I wish I never had.." you smiled, apologizing to him over your current sickly state. Giving him a soft peck on his lips, which soon became much more passionate and eager. Until you managed to stop, heaving after your breath. If snogging Fred Weasley couldn't sober you up then what could?

"Freddie... you're going to miss the train you know.." you whispered, looking into those big brown eyes. As he brushed his hand across your cheek, tilting up your face so he could kiss you one last time.

"I know.. that's why I did not pack my broom.." he said with a grin, pointing towards the wall where it sat waiting.

"But we're not allowed to fly within the castle" you said looking at him startled,