Friendship on Fire | Fred & George Weasley

My savior.

Dinner had ended and in the mess of students trying to figure out where they were going I had lost all of my new friends..I had no clue where the Gryffindor common room was I just knew it was on an upper floor, And I really had to go to the bathroom. I found the girls room a few minutes later and enjoyed a moment of solitude... I heard the sounds of passing students outside of the door slow down and I finally left the bathroom...

I didn't even make it up one set of stairs when a pair of strong hands shoved me into a wall.. It was the guy from the train, The guy with the crooked smile who made me so uncomfortable. "Hello lovely" He said holding me against the wall by my shoulders. I looked around behind him trying to find anyone that could help me out of this compromising position.

"Who are you?" i finally asked, and all I could smell was his breath on my face that reeked of something similar to cabbage..And I was not enjoying it. He looked me up and down before licking his lips. "I'm Marcus Flint...seventh year Slytherin." he said still holding that ugly smile plastered to his face.

This guy looked a lot older than the normal seventh years around here, hell Fred and George looked a lot younger but than again they both have a baby face. "And what do you want Mr.Flint?" I asked trying to stay calm but truthfully I was freaking out on the inside, Something about this guy set me off. And the fact that he was at least five times stronger than me didn't help..

"Well you of course..I saw you on the train..I cant help but notice someone like you" he said and he was bringing his face closer to mine..I could sense his lips about to touch mine and I tried my hardest to force my face away from him.. It didn't work and the smell and taste of cabbage was forced upon me.. I tried my hardest to push this guy off of me but it wasn't working.

I was trying to shake my head furiously and move my lips to any position that wasn't lingering on his and I was failing miserably. His hands were holding my wrists to the wall I was pushed against and I was stuck. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I was terrified I would be taken advantage of, in an abandoned hallway. His hand was finding its way up my thigh and under my uniform skirt and I was trying to slide my body down that wall but it wasnt working. "No, please dont do this" I whimpered into his ear as he was attempting to tug my skirt off of me "Shut up" He growled feircly in my ear and more tears just streamed down my face..

Just when I was giving up hope Marcus was thrown off of me forcefully and I sunk down to the floor with my head in my hands. I was balling my eys out but I could hear familiar voices shouting around me. I hear what Im expecting was a punch as I heard a body fall onto the floor and soon my body was scooped up and I was being carried by somone...

When I opened my eyes I saw who my savior was..It was Fred Wealey. He had an angry look on his face and was staring ahead with determination. I peered behind us and saw a heap of someone lying on the groud down the staircase. "Fred?" i asked looking up into his light brown eyes. He stopped walking and turned his attention to me and his look softened. "Ronnie, Im so sorry I wasnt there" He said softly as a guilty look soon appeared on his face. I wiped the tears from my cheeks and kissed his cheek softly.

"Thanks you for saving me" I whispered. I heard a groan from Marcus at the bottom of the stairs. "This isint over Veronica!" I heard him yell before stumbling down the stairs. I winced at his menacing tone and wondered what the hell was wrong with him.

"Why did he do that Freddie?" i asked as we were now sitting a few floors up sitting on the stairs. "I don't know love. I could have killed him" he said shaking his head. I felt the anger rise back up in him as his hands gripped his knees tighter. I sniffled as more tears came from my eyes, Fred saw and wrapped his arms around me..Over the summer I was really close with both twins but there was something about Fred I grew closer to than George.. He was sweeter and always knew how to make me feel better, and thankfully he never asked about my parents.

"Are you ok?" he asked me, as his face was buried in my hair. I just shook me head and let the tears fall. Fred scooped me back up with ease and carried me up about five more flights of stairs until we were in front of a portrait of a fat lady "Courage" He said the password and walked inside with me still in his arms. Seeing the common room for the first time would have made me happier, but given my current emotional state I didn't quite care. The room was empty except from one person..

"Oh whats wrong with her" Hermione sneered from the couch, and she turned her attention back to her book. "Shut up Granger" Fred snapped at her as he sat me down gently to my feet. "Your room is upstairs, I'm sure you will be rooming with Angelina since your a seventh year" He said with a sympathetic smile. I hugged him tightly and thanked him with a kiss on the cheek before slowly making my way up the steps.

I found a door with my name on it and pushed my way through..There were only two beds and the bed by the door housed the dark skinned girl I saw earlier at dinner. She was asleep already, I quietly walked into the bathroom and stripped off my clothes. I turned on the shower and let the hot water run down my naked body. I looked and saw two hand print shaped bruises on my wrists.. I fell down into the shower and sobbed uncontrollably not wanting to start my school year this way...