Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

103. Separation

Adrian and I spend the next few hours of his birthday in bed. I try to leave to get his present from my room but he refuses, pulling me back into him and kissing my forehead each time.

"Don't leave me." He mutters, holding me closely.

"I won't." I whisper, looking up at him. Guilt eats at my stomach as I look into his eyes. "It's past one, why don't we go eat?" I say, and I see him smile.

"Alright, where do you want to go to eat? Hogsmeade?" He asks. I nod and kiss his cheek, moving to slide out of bed.

"I'm going to take a shower first, if that's alright." I tell him, to which he nods.

I enter his bathroom and shut the door behind me swiftly. I lean my back against the door and begin to cry. I had hoped that everything would be better after the morning; I hoped that I would be able to forgive him after sleeping on it.

I can't. I can't forgive him for what he's done. I lean forward and start the shower, hoping to drown out my tears. I begin to undress, wiping at my eyes.

I jump into the shower, letting the hot water burn against the skin of my back. I don't move; I close my eyes and stand in the center of the shower, my arms wrapped around my chest.

I stand with my eyes closed and tears running down my cheeks for a few minutes. Here, I'm finally alone with my thoughts. I have to break up with him, but when? How?

Suddenly the curtain is pulled back, and I jump backwards. "Sorry baby, I tried knocking but I don't think you heard me. Just wanted to make sure you're alright, you've been in here a while." Adrian says, poking his head into the shower.

"I'm fine. I'll be out in a minute." I answer, forcing a smile onto my cheeks.

"How about I join you?" He asks, reaching for the hem of his shirt.

"That's alright, I'll be out in just a minute." I repeat.

He frowns. "Are you sure?" He asks, his brows furrowed.

I nod, pushing the curtain closed. I quickly wash my hair and body, and carefully open the curtain to see that the bathroom is empty. I wrap a towel around myself and take a deep breath before I exit the bathroom.

Adrian sits on his bed, fully dressed in a smart shirt and jeans and fiddling with his watch. I quickly walk past him and look in his closet for something I can wear.

Adrian stays quiet as I change into a pair of jeans and a small light sweater. "I just need a few more minutes." I tell him, sitting at his desk to do my makeup. He doesn't respond.

"You're mad at me." He says, a few minutes later. I look to him wearily.

"Let's not talk about it now." I answer, applying the last of my makeup and standing.

"What's the point of going out to eat if you're upset?" He says, not moving from his spot on the bed.

"Because it's your birthday and I want to celebrate it with you." I say, walking towards his door. He stands with a huff, his brow heavy over his eyes. "Now you're mad?" I ask, annoyance lining my voice.

"I don't like when you're upset with me." He says.

"I don't like finding out my boyfriend drugged me to get in bed with me." I spit. Instantly, I regret my words.

"I told you, it was once." He says, raising his voice.

"And that's one too many times!" I shout.

His face grows dark. A vein stands in his forehead, and he clenches his jaw. "I told you I'm sorry." He says, his voice strained.

I can tell he's trying to not shout at me. I should just back off, not make him angry; but the anger in my veins doesn't care. "You spread rumors about me to everyone. Lied and let everyone hate me. I almost lost my best friends because of you! And you think saying sorry will fix it? Change the past? It won't." I spit at him, stepping closer to him.

"Mira-" He tries, but I continue.

"If you really don't see the problem I'm trying to bring up then you're a lot denser than I thought you were." I say. My cheeks feel hot but my eyes burn hotter. I dab at my eyes to avoid letting the tears fall onto my cheeks.

"Then maybe we should break up, if I'm so dense." He says, biting his tongue.

"Maybe we should. I'm sure your father will be thrilled." I agree, grabbing the ring from my left hand and throwing it at him.

I turn and throw his door open, finding a terrified looking Terrence at the doorway. He stutters an excuse for standing behind the door, but I push past him.

I make it halfway through the hall before I hear someone running after me. "Mira, come on. You don't have to do this, I didn't mean it." Adrian pleads, following me.

I don't answer; I pick up my pace and walk out of the common room as fast as I can. Adrian follows me, only a few steps behind me. We reach the stairs and he moves to climb the steps with me.

"Mira, come on babe. Let's talk about this." He begs, grabbing my arm.

I hastily yank my arm from his, losing my balance on the stairs. I grab onto the banister to keep from falling and begin to climb the stairs quickly.

"Leave me alone Adrian." I say, practically running up the steps.

"You said we could work through anything." He says. I stop in my steps.

"Do you realize how hard I've tried to make things work? Do you understand how stupid I look? Marcus knows you drugged me, Godric knows who else does." I say, turning to go back up the steps.

"It was a mistake. But you love me now, that's real." He says.

"Leave me alone. I don't want to speak to you." I shout behind me, reaching the portrait of the fat lady. "Don Quixote." I tell her.

"Wrong!" She sings.

"That was the password yesterday!" I complain, my tears threatening to spill over the edge and onto my face. If I spend another second out here I know I might fold.

She smiles. "It's changed. Someone told a Hufflepuff the password so now we have a new one!"

I groan, and Adrian grabs me by my shoulders. "Don't touch me!" I shout, pushing away from him roughly.

"Come on, my precious. I love you." He says.

"I don't care." I spit. "Why don't you go find Vicky? Seems you two have more in common than you thought." I turn back to the portrait and try again. I know my words to Adrian are venomous; at this point I don't care.

Adrian is silent next to me; I can feel his eyes burning holes in me. I have to force myself to not look at him, and it kills me. I wish things were different. I wish I could trust him. But now, I don't want anything to do with him.

He was amazing; he payed attention and cared for the things I cared for. He bought me amazing things and took me to amazing places. But I couldn't go on knowing he was capable of putting something in my drink- even if it was only once. He had a reputation before I dated him; like a fool I had forgotten it all and blindly trusted him.

He knew what he did and let me suffer. He had even thrown it in my face, calling me a slut when he was unhappy with me. Finally the portrait hole opens and some students walk out.

I step through it, knowing Adrian wouldn't dare follow me into the common room. Since the day we started dating he avoided it; we both knew that Slytherins weren't welcomed in our common room.

I take a few steps towards the stairs, and to my surprise hear his deep voice right behind me. "Baby, you're acting hastily."

"Get. Out!" I shout, which makes the entire common room pause to look at me. "Leave me alone! If you ever want to speak to me again then you'll leave now and let me think about it. About everything." I say, in a much calmer tone.

The room begins to buzz with conversation once more, and he nods. "I'll be waiting for you. However long it takes. I love you and only you." He turns to leave, his eyes brimming red.

"Don't hold your breath." I answer, turning around and going back to the steps.

I don't look back, focused on getting away from it all. Just as I reach the bottom step to the girl's rooms, a hand reaches out and grips my wrist, pulling me away from my path.