Patience

Chapter 40

It's the morning of the day I'd been dreading most lately. Winter break had come. Much too fast in my opinion. But, nevertheless, it came. George had decided to keep me company while I packed and distract me from the fact I had to go to the wretched building I called home in a matter of hours. He was seated on my bed, sorting through the random knick-knacks that had found themselves home on my desk.

"Why don't you just come home with Fred and I? Mum would be happier to see you than the two of us combined." George chuckles, picking up part of a Skiving Snack Box I'd been working to perfect for ages.

"Because, first of all, I've already overstayed my welcome at your house. Secondly, I need to give my family a piece of my mind, then, once they're all dead because of how much I've burned them, I'll go elsewhere." I say, hurriedly shoving my undergarments into my suitcase before George could see them.

"Rubbish! You can burn your family to death after having a happy holidays with me." He says, smiling that million-dollar smile of his. Though it was a convincing offer, I had to decline. No matter how much I wanted to hate my family and never talk to them again, somewhere deep down I missed them dearly and couldn't bear being away from them much longer.

"George, it's only a couple of weeks, I can make it. I'm a big girl." I chuckle and he rolls his eyes in response, trying but failing to hide his smile. There's a comfortable silence before I see George's shadow appear behind me. 

"Yes?" I ask, zipping my bag shut to hide the contents of it. 

"What's this?" He asks, holding up a mysterious piece of paper. One I hadn't seen before, yet he'd found it on my desk so it must have been mine. 

"I'm not sure." I respond, taking the paper from his hands and turning to see the freshly stamped seal still intact. I open it and George pears over my shoulder. "Some privacy please!" I scold him, playfully hitting him on the head with the paper. 

"Geez! Fine." He scoffs and goes back to my desk to play with the knick-knacks. I open the letter to find unfamiliar messy handwriting sprawled across the parchment. 

Emmeline Rosewood,

Let's face it we like each other, let's not hide anymore. You are attracted to my body as I yearn for yours. Let's bang it out as a couple. Okay? Meet me in the library at 8.

Your secret admirer.

What in the world did I just read? Who would come up with the idea that I'd want to "bang it out" with them? Though the letter did make me gag slightly, my curiosity overtook me and I decide to go to the library just for the fun of it. George decided to come with me, and though it was probably a bad idea considering he can get a little...jealous, I decide to let him join.

As we walk in the library, one of my favorite rooms of the castle, the sudden smells of old books and ink fill my nose. How could someone dislike this room? It not only contained a wide variety of the most wondrous books, but its atmosphere was one of the only ones that seemed to calm me of my recent anxiety. 

I look around the room, realizing I hadn't any idea who to meet or where. Out of the corner of my eye I see a figure stand up at my presence. George was away, wandering through an aisle of books, looking for one I had recommended to him. I make my way over to the person. 

"Of course you came. Who could resist this?" Well crap. I knew that voice from anywhere. Pucey. I quickly pivot on my heel and dash from the library but it was too late. He grabbed my hand with his big clammy one and pulls me back. "Where do you think you're going princess?" Bleh!

"Oh, this isn't the bathroom." I say, trying to cover my mistake. Ugh, Emmeline you should have known better!!!

"Oh so you're in denial, are you? Maybe this can help you change your mind." He forcefully pulls me closer to him and leans in for a kiss. Horror fills my features as I lean back as far from him as possible. I close my eyes and wait hopelessly for his putrid lips to touch mine. But they never did. I feel his hand release mine and open my eyes to see what happened.