Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

77. Comfort

"Lee, what's happened to her?" Fred asks, pulling me towards his chest.

"They've broken up." Lee says. I can feel the tension of the air grow tenfold. I wrap my arms around Fred, and he sits and pulls me next to him.

"Mira-" George begins, but I turn from Fred and wipe my eyes.

"Leave me alone, George!" I shout, which he ignores. He steps closer to me, pulling me in for a hug. I slap against his chest for a moment, but he pulls me closer, cradling the back of my head. His embrace is comforting, and I find myself burying my face in his shoulder.

"Why have you two... ended things?" Fred asks.

"He just wants to take a break. But I'm not stupid, I know what that means. We're over." I cry.

"I'll make him regret being born." Fred says. "We're about to pull the most vile, evil prank we've ever-"

He is silenced, but by who I don't know. I pull away from George, a sinking feeling in my stomach. I straighten myself up and wipe my eyes roughly. "I'll be fine, it- it was just a shock. I didn't expect it."

"He's a bloody idiot." George mutters.

"Please don't do anything." I beg. Fred and Lee look to each other, and stand to leave without a word. "Where are you going?" I ask, but they shake their heads and don't respond.

My worst fear is that they're going to find Adrian. As much pain as this is causing, I know the boys getting involved won't do any good. Fred leans over and kisses my forehead.

"Don't worry, I haven't even had time to think of something good. We've got an appointment to meet with a certain Hufflepuff to... purchase something. I hate to leave you while you're upset, but... this is the last of the stuff he has before next month." He says, pulling Lee with him and shutting the door closed. George sits next to me, lifting a hand to my cheek.

"I'm sorry this happened." George tells me quietly. I only nod.

"I should go. After what happened earlier, I can't-"

"No, stay. Please. Listen, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you the way I did, I know it was wrong of me. I just, I'm in love with you Mira. I have been, for years. And I can't let go of that." He removes his hand from my face and turns away.

"I've ruined every single thing this year. This has been the worst year of my life." I respond, trying to ignore his declaration.

"It pains me to hear you think that way. Please, let me help you. I can make things better! I know you still don't trust me, but I've been working on things. I'm not the same as I was before; I've grown-"

"George, is now the time for that?" I ask, standing to walk towards the door.

"I'm sorry. Stay here, please. You can talk to me." He tells me. I pause, my hand on the door handle.

"Alright. Only talking?" I prod. He nods, and I make my way to sit on his bed as he sits on Fred's.

"How are you feeling?" He asks me, carefully.

"It's not my best moment." I say with a small chuckle. George smiles slightly; only the edges of his lips curl.

"You've had a busy day, I bet you haven't heard. Today during our lunch hour, Dumbledore made this completely wicked announcement. In a little over a fortnight, we'll be having a ball. Ball, as in this huge formal dance for sixth and seventh years!" He says, excitement filling his face.

"You're pulling my wand." I respond, not believing him for a second.

"No, I swear it!" He says excitedly. "They have it all the time at other schools."