Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

68. A Series of Aggressions

We walk through the Great Hall quickly, our eyes scanning the Gryffindor table. My heart rings in my ears as I try to pull Adrian away, begging him quietly to leave it alone. We pass the twins, and they jump up at the sight of Adrian dragging me down the hall.

George grabs my wrist and I am pulled in both directions for a moment. Adrian stops in his tracks, his anger apparent in his haggard breath. I look to the twins and they step closer to Adrian and I.

"Mira, what's wrong?" Fred asks, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Oh as if you don't know." Adrian scoffs, pulling me again. The twins' grip on me tightens, and I do not move. "You two need to stay out of it. Especially you." He spits towards George.

"Adrian, please. Everyone in staring." I whisper, trying to shake out of his hold.

"Well everyone already thinks you've slept with him, does it matter?" He responds; his words burn like fire in my ears.

Fred's cheeks grow pink. "Hey, I think you need to calm down." He says, gently tugging me. Adrian releases his grip on me, and I can see him take a deep breath.

"Wow. Another thrilling installment of the Mira Mason show." A voice calls from my table. I whip around to see Katie rolling her eyes and laughing lightly.

"You!" I cry, pushing away from all of the boys. I grab her by the collar of her tshirt and pull her off of the bench. "You dirty liar." I mutter through gritted teeth. She crawls back and I try to follow her, but I feel a pair of hands squeeze my shoulders; I am lifted off the ground and carried out of the Great Hall.

One of the twins holds me, but I can't tell which one. Adrian is behind us, and we make our way up the stairs of the castle. I am finally set down on the third floor, and I angrily push against the body that had carried me. "Oi, relax would you? I just saved you from a detention." Fred complains.

"She's a liar!" I say, anger filling my chest. "And you!" I point to Adrian, "You're driving me mad. You believed what she said!"

His eyes grow wide. "What do you expect, Mira? You were so upset at me last night... and after what happened at the Burrow, I-"

"Nothing happened at the Burrow, Adrian!" I shout. "I can't believe you thought I would cheat on you!"

"Yeah, nothing happened, I swear it. Not at the Burrow, and not last night." George adds, his face a deep scarlet.

Adrian's jaw tenses, and he places his hands in his pockets. I try to reason with him once more. "Adrian, I swear to you. You know I would never-"

"But I don't know! You've done this before, Mira. When you were dating him." He spits in my direction.

"Watch it." Fred says, pulling me behind him.

"What is wrong with you, Adrian?" I shout from behind Fred. "Why are you acting this way?"

"I'm acting this way because the entire school thinks I'm dating a whore!" He exclaims. A thick silence falls onto us.

Fred takes a step closer to George, silently. "Repeat what you just said." George says.

"No." Adrian says indignantly. "Mira, I'm sorry. I know they're all lying; I don't know why I said that."

I cross my arms around my chest, trying to hold my composure. I know that if I lose it in front of the twins, they'll blame everything on Adrian. I push around Fred to face Adrian. Quietly, I ask, "What's going on with you? Ever since we got on the train you've been-"

"I apologized for what happened on the train-" Adrian says, reaching out to me.

"What happened on the train?" Fred asks me.

"Nothing." I say quickly.

Fred's hands begin to quake. "Mira, did her hurt you? Is that why you were crying?"

"No, he didn't. We just had a little row." I say, trying to diffuse the situation.

"Mira, come on." Adrian calls, trying to get me to leave with him.

George steps in front of me, blocking Adrian from my view. "I think you need to leave her alone, Pucey."

"You wish." He says, trying to move past him.

"He's right. We've spent every second together for the last few weeks. It might be good for us to spend at least the day apart." I tell him quietly.

"Mira, no. I'm sorry. Not just for this, for everything." He grovels, still trying to move around the twins.

"I'll see you in class tomorrow, alright?" I tell him. I grab the twins' hands and I pull them away, leaving Adrian alone in the hall.

I bring them to the common room; they don't speak a word to me on the entire way there. "I feel like I've just made a huge mistake." I whisper as we sit on the bay window.

"You were right. I mean, I doubt you spent any time apart. That's not healthy." Fred tells me, carefully patting my knee.

"He's been acting so strange. Ever since we got on the train to get here, he's been snappy. It doesn't seem like him." I complain.

"He can't treat you that way." George whispers.

"We were doing so well." I whisper back, placing my head in my hands. I don't know why, but I cannot cry. George rubs my back to console me.

We sit together in silence for a few minutes. The common room begins to fill up with my housemates, and I fill with a sense of dread. Katie could come in at any moment. Frankly, anyone who saw me and Katie, or even me and Adrian, could walk in and try to come talk to me. The boys begin to chatter between themselves, and soon Lee joins us.

"Brave girl! Katie's been asking for it for a while now. I just wish you could have got a swing in before Freddie pulled you away." He chuckles.

He joins us on the bay window by sitting next to George; the number of us making the small space uncomfortable. I smile at the feeling of being close to them all at once again.

"How about a game of wizard's chess to get our minds off of Ms. Bell?" Fred asks.

"I'm horrid at chess!" I complain lightheartedly.

The boys smile to each other. George laughs lightly, saying, "We'll just have to-"

"-teach you to not suck!" Fred finishes.

They pull me to a table and begin a two on two match, Lee and I versus the twins. We spend hours playing; although the time is fun, my heart aches. I ache for Adrian, although I know I must let him figure himself out before I go back to him. My nerves grow as I think of seeing him tomorrow. I try to think of something else, but Lee and I have lost every game and it's not a much better option.

Time for dinner rolls around, but the boys and I stay in; Lee and Fred go to the kitchens to sneak up some food for us all. George and I head to their room to set up a place for us to eat. My heart flutters with joy; this is something we have done countless times since our first year.

George places a hand on mine as I reach to move the pillow from his bed. His other hand goes to my cheek, which makes me catch my breath. "I'm sorry Adrian is acting this way." He murmurs.

"It's alright. We'll get over this; it's just a little bump in the road." I smile, moving my hand away from his.

"I know you'll be alright. You're Mira Mason, stronger than us all." His smile is small, somewhat sad.

His thumb strokes my cheek lightly, just as a tear begin to fall from my eyes. In only a moment, George leans and presses his lips to my forehead gently. In the same moment, the boys burst through the door, carrying stacks of plates. George and I break apart before they can see, both moving to help Fred and Lee with the plates.

Midway through our meal, my heart cracks with sadness. I drop my fork, my appetite completely gone. My bracelet hasn't glowed at all since lunch.