Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

98. Sunbathing and Cigarettes

"Boys, that was wicked!" I shout, watching the last of the explosions. Lee stands to pat the boys on the back, and we rejoice in the fact that we hadn't died due to a rogue firework.

We are all sufficiently high, and Fred has eaten the rest of my food. We decide to all lay on the grass, talking quietly. "Charlie should be leaving soon. Do we want to see him off?" Fred asks.

"I can't get up right now." I giggle. The boys agree, muttering to write to him later.

"I missed you, Mason." Lee tells me, sitting up to look at me. His eyes are completely red, and he can't wipe the smile off of his face.

Sweat begins to form on my brow, so I sit up to take the sweater off. My shirt sticks to my sweater, coming off and exposing my bra to the boys.

George leans over quickly and snatches my shirt down, covering me back up. His cheeks are red and he turns away quickly.

"Godric, you could have just said you missed us too." Fred chuckles, throwing a handful of grass to me.

My cheeks grow red and I lay back down, shoving the jacket under my head. "Shut it. It was an accident." I say, staring up at the clouds.

George moves to lay next to me, close enough for us to whisper but far enough that we are not touching. He points up at some of the cloud formations, and we giggle about what they look like.

"Having a good time over there?" Lee asks, and I invite him to join us.

Soon, the four of us are laying shoulder to shoulder; the order goes Lee, Fred, me, then George. We joke around, but Fred clears his throat.

"You know, now that you're like, secure with Pucey and all... why didn't you and George work out? I know he was being a twat, but Pucey has been worse to you, it seems." Fred says.

"You don't know what you're talking about." I spit. "Why would you even say that? I don't want to talk about this with you. Any of you." I say, placing my forearms over my eyes. My blood begins to boil at his words.

"Leave her alone, Fred. We've barely got her back." Lee says, elbowing him. Fred grunts and curses in pain, which dissolves my anger towards him.

I giggle, but George remains silent. I look to him, seeing his eyes are closed. "You alright Georgie?" I whisper.

He nods. "Just thinking." He replies.

"Thinking about seeing you in your bra!" Fred says, leaning over me and hitting George in the stomach.

George folds at his touch and jumps over me, landing on Fred's chest. He hits him once, and Lee pulls him off and pins his arms behind him.

"What was that for, you lunatic?" Fred says, wiping a dot of blood from his lip.

"I told you to not say shit like that." George says, his cheeks red.

To my surprise, Fred nods. He doesn't fight George on it; he lays back down and wipes his mouth.

George sits between Fred and Lee- none of them talk. "I think I should go." I whisper, moving to stand. Fred grabs my hand, pulling me softly.

"Don't go, Mason. We were just messing around." Fred says, pulling me back to lay next to him. He strokes my arm softly, and I don't speak.

Fred and Lee begin to play with the lighter, seeing who can make the flame go higher.

I can't get over what had just happened before my eyes. George punched Fred clear across the face, and Fred just took it. They obviously had spoken of this before, and the thought makes my skin crawl.