Felix Felicis- A George Weasley and Adrian Pucey Love Triangle

115. Fred's Head

I walk down the steps from my room in the dark. Godric, how disgusting. I can't believe I walked in on George and Mira. I might be ill, if I think about it for a second longer. George had covered her up before I actually saw anything, but the very idea makes me sick.

I just didn't expect them to be back in the room, my room, so soon. George had told me he planned to ask her to be his girlfriend again; how was I supposed to know that leads to sex on the same night?

Good for him, though. He needed that. He was always moping, always complaining about how he needed to get Mira back. "I miss her, Freddie," He would say, drawing every word out, "You don't understand, she's my everything."

What a chump. Mira had him twisted around her pretty little finger, and she didn't even know it. He would do anything for her, the poor lad. I thought I had it bad for Angelina; George was something else entirely.

I like to think that I had a large part in this reunion... well, maybe not that part. I most definitely had a part in them coming back together and dating again, though. George was such a chicken. If Lee and and I hadn't worked our magic, there's no way they would have ended up back together.

Leaving them alone in our room, sweet talking George to Mira. We did everything we could to convince Mira to give the bloody boy another chance.

Lee and I were the masterminds here, we both knew that. Mira and George were just meant to be together, they were perfect for one another. Everything about this was great; minus the fact that now George would be stealing the room and leaving less time for Angie and me. She was getting tired of broom closets, I would have to get more creative.

Where can I even go at this hour? I hate sleeping in the common room, there was always some bloody idiot who wakes up at five in the morning and decides to make it everyone's problem. I don't want to chance going back up to my room- even in a couple hours, who knows- so I reckon the common room it is.

I move to the couches by the fireplace; the one on the left is the more comfortable one. To my surprise, Lee is already fast asleep there. I shake him and he bolts awake, sighing when he sees it's me.

"What now? What time is it?" He complains, sitting up.

"Mate, you'll never believe what I just saw. You can't tell anyone, of course, but-" I start, the excitement clear in my voice. How could I not be excited, it means all of our hard work paid off! I laugh to myself. Hard work, alright, especially for George at the moment.

Lee rolls his eyes. "You walked in on George and Mira shagging?" He asks. His tone is casual, yet slightly annoyed.

"How do you know already?" I ask, my excitement deflating.

"It's truly a wonder you're not a Ravenclaw, isn't it? Why do you think I'm sleeping here you idiot?" He complains, slapping me on the back of my head.

I love Lee, he was like my brother. But sometimes he could be just an absolute prick. "Let's do something; I'm so bored. I won't be able to sleep on the couches, I hate it." I beg.

Lee thinks for a moment. He nods, standing and stretching. "We haven't pulled a prank in a while, you and I. George had been thinking he's a bit too grown up for it, hasn't he?"

I nod. As we walk out of the common room together, I think about it. George and I were obviously inseparable, but we had grown to be quite different than before.

George and I used to be the same person- well, he would always talk me out of doing some of the crazier ideas I had, but otherwise we were generally the same.

Now, our differences were more in personality than anything else. Although, something about the look of him had changed too, something I couldn't put my finger on. I think George had grown up a bit with everything that happened between him and Mira.

I'll admit it; George and I were extremely immature. But our actions were always for fun, always in the interest of making us and the people we care about laugh. Nothing wrong with that, is there?

Mira was always more mature than the both of us, always the more levelheaded one. Lee was somewhere in between. Mira was good for George, I suppose, for life after Hogwarts. Godric, look at me now, thinking about life after Hogwarts.

She helped him be an adult, be a better person. When they broke up, he was devastated. He told Lee and I that he had to man up, and he truly did start working on himself. I know that eventually I'll have to grow up, but I don't think I'll do it now.

"Where are we headed?" Lee asks, stifling a yawn with his hand. His question brings me out of my thoughts.

"Erm, Snape was particularly horrible to us this past week. Shall we get some revenge? We could do something to his classroom." I suggest, my mind pulled in an entirely different direction.

He nods. "To the dungeons then. We could go to the kitchen's afterwards, I'm starved." He mumbles.

The dungeons. I hate going to the dungeons, being so close to the Slytherin dormitory. They were just vile, it's like Snape personally taught them to be horrible. Well, not all of them I suppose.

Mira had a friend in Slytherin, a girl, who was kind. She was even kind of pretty, to be honest. She had spent the day with us; she did bring along her boyfriend, though. We had all gone to Hogsmeade with Mira and George, watching them be utterly in love with each other but not admit it.

The Slytherin girl and Mira had met because of Adrian. Adrian. Godric, the thought of the prat made me want to snap; I want to kill the bloke. He had hurt Mira so extremely.

She was an idiot for dating him in the first place. I had warned her; Lee had warned her. She didn't listen to us, but she rarely did anyways. I shake a bit thinking about it.

"Don't go after him." She had begged.

"Respect her wishes." George had backed her up.

Idiot gits, the both of them. Adrian deserved to pay. I mean, Lee and I would be in the dungeons anyway. If we found a way to sneak into the Slytherin dormitory...

No, I couldn't. I didn't want to enter that wretched place. But I will get Adrian, and he will pay for what he's done. Tomorrow, I decide.

George and Mira were officially together, anything between her and Adrian was over. She wouldn't mind if he got a little roughing up; she shouldn't mind at the very least. I can't tell anyone what I've decided. This has to remain a secret, or else people will talk.

That's the last thing Mira needed. Adrian wasn't stupid enough to make a fuss, I learned that the last time Lee and I had fought him. Well, Adrian and I had fought, we didn't think it was fair to put the both of us versus one man.

We were rough, sure, but we were fair. I had broken his arm then, but he hadn't said a word to Mira. I reckon she knew it was us, but she didn't bring it up either.

I suppose he didn't want to hurt her, by telling her that her best friends had beat him up. Didn't want to hurt her, my arse. He hurt her plenty. I know he won't talk once I'm done with him; dead men tell no tales, after all.

"Alright, I'll unlock the door, you keep a lookout." Lee whispers.

We're in the dungeons already? That was quick. I watch the hall for any patrolling professors, or even ghosts, as Lee bends down to pick the lock.