Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

75. Vindication

TW: mention of a small amount of blood after intercourse

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Adrian and I walk quietly; we reach the hidden room together and I begin to pace the hall. "Do you want to tell me what's going on?" He asks.

"What? You don't want to spend time with me?" I ask sharply.

"An hour ago you could barely look at me." He tells me questioningly.

"Would you prefer that?" I snap. He does not answer, and when the door opens I swiftly enter. He closes the door behind him softly.

He walks up to me, and I lift an arm to his shoulder. I lift myself to kiss him, but he pushes me away. "What are you doing, Mira?" He mutters.

Defeated, I turn and walk to the bed. He follows me and sits, pulling me to his lap. "I love you Adrian. I forgive you for everything. I just want to be with you."

"Why aren't you telling me what happened?" He presses.

I shake my head. "You'll hate me."

"After what I've done, I could never hate you." He tells me, tucking my hair behind my ear.

"I was upset and... I guess to distract me... George kissed me. I told him to stop-" I whisper. I cover my face with shame. He tenses slightly under me.

"Alright. Let's leave it at that. I'm not upset at you." He says. He kisses my hair.

"I'm horrible. I shouldn't have even went to talk to him." I tell him.

He hugs me tighter. "You're not, my love. It was one mistake. You were upset, you weren't thinking right." We sit together in silence.

"Can we forget the last week ever happened?" I ask quietly.

He nods. "Can I kiss you? Without it having some hidden meaning?" I blush and lift my face to his. He kisses my cheek gently, then kisses my nose, then kisses my lips.

He kisses me slowly, rubbing one hand down my back and the other down my leg. I pull away and place my forehead against his. "I'm sorry I got so upset at you today." I tell him. I pause. "I forgive you, for everything. I'm here for you, no matter what."

"You had every reason to be upset. I know it will take a while for us to go back to normal. From now on, you'll know everything, alright?" He lifts his head and my forehead lands on his cheek.

I wrap my arms around his neck and hold him tightly. My mind is a mangled mess of emotion. The pain of the letter, the betrayal of Adrian's lies, the shock of the truth. I can't believe I had found solace in George, especially when I knew how he was. I'm such an idiot.

Adrian kisses my forehead, and I move to look him in the eyes. I lean in and kiss his cheek, which makes him smile. I begin to pepper small kisses on his jaw, which makes his breath shallow. He grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks my head back, forcing my lips off of his skin.

He kisses my lips roughly, running his other hand up my thigh, to the hem of my skirt. He begins to play with the fabric, moving his lips to my neck. I let out a shaky breath and grab his hand, bringing it higher up my thigh. I lean back lightly to grab the hem of my shirt, yanking it off and throwing it behind me. "Why don't we make things up to each other?" I whisper.

"You've read my mind." He tells me before leaning down to kiss my chest. I lace my fingers in his hair, moaning lightly as he begins to suck on my breast.

He bites and kisses me, causing the delicious warmth of desire to flow within me. I turn so that my legs are on either side of him, grinding into him lightly. He throws his head back, placing his big hands on my hips.