Remember Me [ Fred Weasley ]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 / 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆

{ Song: Stockholm Syndrome by One Direction }

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 / 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──

The class that used to be fun and interesting, not only because of its subject but because I got to spend time with Fred, now feels dreadful and every step I take towards the dungeons for another potions lesson feels heavier than the one before. Even muggle studies would have been to prefer right now and no matter how I act or behave, the following hours will present a whole new level of uncomfortable interaction.

"Got the veritaserum?" Theo asks quietly when he walks up beside me and snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah, I still don't know how we're going to make this work though" I mumble in response.

After I had terrorised Theo with hours of arguments about why Violet should be on the top of our list of suspects over who stole Cedric's wand from my dorm, he had agreed to at least put the theory to the test. When another hour had passed by and our brainstorming had finally gotten us to the point where we had some sort of plan, although a very vague and fragile one, the best way to resolve the situation seemed to be by forcing her to tell the truth.

"We'll think of something, you're good at improvising" he says and I glance up at him with a look that tells him that the words he just spoke were the dumbest ones that have left his mouth, "Okay, you suck at improvising but it's gonna work out somehow"

"It better, Draco is gonna be pissed if he finds out that you took the potion without asking" I say and glance around the hall as we walk to make sure that no one, and especially not Draco himself, is listening to our conversation.

As we walk through the door, I glance across the room and instantly notice Fred sitting by the table where our assigned seats are. A silent prayer that I will get a reason, any reason, to not go over there crosses my mind just as I'm about to part with Theo, and to my great surprise I suddenly have one.

"Miss Drewitt and mister Nott, a word before the lesson begins" Snape says with a cold and collected tone before we get a chance to split up.

Even though the idea of Snape having something to say that is as serious as it seems to be should be more terrifying than being next to Fred, every minute that I can postpone the awkward and painful meeting where we are both going to have to pretend that everything is just fine is a relief.

"I have been asked to inform you that the trial to determine the consequences of your actions at the ministry will take place in two days, and that I have unfortunately been assigned to be the one to follow you there" he says in a quite bored and somewhat bothered tone, "I will to the best of my abilities help you since it is in the schools as well as my interests that this will be over with no further spectacles or scandals, however I expect that you will both do the same"

"Yes professor, of course we will" I answer him quickly in an attempt to sound reassuring.

"Then that will be all" he says and turns away from us to get the class started.

When I turn around and see that Fred is glancing in our direction before he quickly looks away again, my stomach turns itself around and it becomes physically difficult to force myself to walk over to him, all because of the conversation we had last night. While I had wanted nothing more than to be near him before, seeing him talk to someone else the way he used to talk to me and all of the things he had said afterwards had turned this scenario into a nightmare.