Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

120. Struggles of Self Worth

Another week has passed. Things have been somewhat the same; the only difference is that Adrian has returned to Divination.

He always sits in the back of the class, silent as a ghost. Well, silent as the Grey Lady. There were many ghosts in Hogwarts which spoke more than he did. Other than in class, I never saw him.

I saw Terrence and Marcus, whomst always had Victoria on his hip, at every meal. They seemed to be friends again, chattering away and laughing loudly. Did they sit across from me on purpose? I don't think Terrence would, but who know what Marcus would or wouldn't do.

I rarely saw Julia, although the little time we spent together was always great. She was a busy girl, as was I. She returned the box Adrian had given me; it sits under my bed unopened. I couldn't bring myself to look at what was inside.

Today is the day before the twin's birthday. Tomorrow there will be a party; it'll be bigger than their quidditch party, probably the biggest one of the year. It was usually smaller, not as grand, but this year was their seventeenth. It was open to all the houses- well, not Slytherin, of course.

I had begged George to make an exception, to allow Julia to come. Julia was my only real girl friend my age; I had Angelina, but we were never the closest of friends. Even now, she preferred the company of Katie over mine.

That was the price of having the twins and Lee as my best friends since my first day here. I grew up with boys, spent every hour with them. Sure I grew close to Ginny, but she was so young. I couldn't tell her the things I told Julia.

Hermione was the closest thing I had to a friend like Julia, but she was always more of Ron's friend than mine. I don't know why I'm thinking of this now, I just know I'm lucky to have her.

George had folded after only a day of my constant begging. "The only Slytherin coming through those doors will be Julia, alright? She can bring her Ravenclaw boyfriend, I don't care. Just no other Slytherins." He had told me.

I had one other guest on my mind, but I didn't dare ask George; I didn't want to press him or test him in any way. But I did want to spend some time with Cedric.

George had somehow completely forgotten of his existence- he never asked to study with him or asked how he was. It didn't bother me, it was just strange. He had wanted to be Cedric's friend and now he decidedly did not.

I now sit with George in his room; he sits at his desk, messing with some papers, and I lay on his bed and face him. He sighs in frustration, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"What's wrong, love?" I ask, moving to sit up.

He sets his paper down and rubs his eyes. He turns to me, and smiles lightly. "Don't fret. Some of my numbers just aren't adding up. Freddie and I are trying to sell some of our little inventions, but ordering some of the things gets a little difficult." He tells me, coming to sit next to me on the bed.

I smile back at him, reaching to his shoulder. "I can help you if you'd like. My father made me study math for a few summers, remember? I'm sure it would help."

George doesn't say anything for a few seconds. After a moment's pause, he sighs. "You think I'm stupid." He finally says, looking to his hands.

"Of course not! I've had more practice, that's all. I just thought I could help, or I could teach you, I wouldn't mind." I say quickly.

He looks back to me, shyly. "If you want to help you can. Sorry." He whispers. He grabs my face in his hands, giving me pecks of kisses on my lips- I count five.