They call me a criminal

Chapter 22

The rest of the day Harry and I hung out in the common room with Ron and Hermione.

When night fell I stood up, "I'll be back shortly." I knocked on professor Lupins door, slowly walking in. "Good evening." He smiled. I walked to the front where everything was. I took my key back happy with all of this. "This is all for you." I handed him a new agenda for the year and a new quill, with roughly 5 chocolate bars. "You shouldn't have gotten me anything." I shrugged, "why? You've done more for me than anyone in my own family ever has. Thank you." He smiled down at his gift, "thank you Clara, it's very thoughtful." I bit my lip, "thank you again for last night." He walked around the desk happily pulling me into a hug, "of course Clara,"

I grabbed all the other bags, "goodnight professor." He gave me a small wave, "I hope your Christmas has gotten better." I nodded, "it has."

Once I was back upstairs I gave the three of them their gifts, and we hung out till early morning, playing games and drinking hot chocolate.

Christmas break flew by, and I woke up very excited the day Fred was to come back. When I heard lots of voices downstairs I got out of bed quickly getting ready. I saw Fred talking with Ron and Harry beside George. I made my way over happy to see his face light up. He lifted his arms hugging me tightly, and I stayed there happily.

Later that night, I found Fred asking him to go for a walk. We sat down in a very isolated spot inside the castle. "You know when you held me earlier, can you do that again?" I moved closer allowing him to pull me in, feeling safe and protected. "I did a lot of stupid things this break." He sighed, "what happened?" I leaned my head into his shoulder, "I barged into snapes room twice. And I went to Azkaban." He shifted, "why the hell would you go there?" I bit my lip, "I wanted to see my father. I tried to get the truth for Pansy." He nodded, "so what happened?" I scoffed, "I basically attacked my father, and then Bellatrix attacked me. Back at school my sister got a letter from my father filled with lies, and she's decided that I'm dead to her."

Fred set his chin on top of my head, "I'm so sorry love. Did you get anything from all of that?" I nodded, "it was supposed to be me who died." He squeezed my hand, "I love you so much." I moved so I sat directly in front of him. I leaned forward wrapping my arms tightly around him, just wanting to be held. "Everything's going to work out." I closed my eyes accepting the fact that no one would be able to reassure me that everything in fact would be alright.

About a week later I was eating breakfast with Fred before his quidditch game. I saw Pansy sit down across from me at the Slytherin table completely avoiding my gaze. I sighed putting my fork down, looking up at Fred. "I should go get ready." I nodded standing up, "good luck."

That afternoon I sat beside Hermione in the stands, I followed Fred everywhere he went while still keeping an eye out for the dementors, I cheered as Harry caught the snitch happy to get out of these stands. I quickly got changed went back inside knowing our house would be celebrating tonight.

Fred ran up to me after he was done showering spinning me around. "You did great," I whispered, he smiled pulling me down to a hidden room. "I say we celebrate together first."

He pinned me up against the wall pushing his mouth up against my ear. "I love you Clara." The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and my entire body tingled. He knelt down carefully unbuttoning my jeans, slowly kissing his way back up to my mouth. I pushed his hair back bringing my lips to his. He slid my shirt off spinning me around to unclamp my bra. I felt his hands exploring my body and when they slid to the front he sent chills everywhere. I leaned my head back desperate for him to kiss me. He lifted me up setting me down on an old table, he pushed my legs apart leaning me backwards, slowly moving on top of me. "Fred," I gasped, he pressed his lips against mine shutting me up. I felt him bite down on my lip, making me blush.

When he pushed off of me I slowly sat up reaching for my sweater. "How was that love?" He asked inches away from my face. I pulled his head closer crashing our lips together once more. "I love you."