Fool Me Once (Book One) - Fred Weasley

After The Match - Part Two

TW. Previously mentioned gay slurs are present in this chapter as well. It might be hard to read but it was hard to write too. Please read with caution

'I dont know Georgie. But you have me for life. So you will never have to figure it out.' I told him as I smiled. 'Now tell me everything. We are going to Minnie in the morning'

I shoved my chair back farther as George sat in between my legs. He leaned his head over onto my right thigh so that I could run my left hand through his hair to comfort him as we talked. 

Roger Davies, Cormac McClaggan, Marcus Belby, Adrian Pucey, Marcus Flint and Lucian Bole, was written at the top of the sheet of parchment. 

'Okay' I said as I wrote the first name again. 'Tell me about Roger Davies' I said and he nodded into my thigh. 'He calls me a faggot and a pansy every chance he gets. And it gets alot worse on the quiddich pitch you know. I know hes just trying to get under my skin but it still hurts.' he told me and I wrote down everything he said. 

'George. Its still not right' I told him running my hands through his hair. 'Is that everything that he does?' I questioned and George nodded. 'Okay, Cormac McLaggan?' I asked and he swallowed. 

'He doesnt really say much. I think its just jealousy you know. He doesnt really get on with a lot of people, hes not very good at quiddich-' I cut him off with a small chuckle. 'George dont make excuses for him please. Just tell me' I said looking down at him. 

That is one thing I love about George. He always sees the best in people. And if he cant find it looks for the best in people. Even people who have wronged him and hurt him, he still looks for the best in, tries to find reasons why they would do the things that they do. Its an amazing trait, something only George has out of all of us. and out of his whole family. But it leads to him being hurt when people dont live up to what he thinks of them. 

'He says sometimes that he doesnt feel safe sleeping in the Gryffindor dorms knowing that Im down the hallway and I could get into his room if I wanted' George told me and I just gasped. 'He doesnt mean it though' he whispered. I could tell that he was trying to convince both myself and himself of this fact.

I sniffed slightly before asking him. 'And Marcus Belby?' he nodded and took a deep breath. 'Well hes kind of much the same as Davies. If Im honest. Just calls me a faggot and a pansy and a weirdo and just other names I dont like, he mostly does it with Davies though.' he told me as I scribbled this down. 'Mostly on the quiddich pitch but he says things sometimes between classes and in the Great Hall and stuff' he said as he nuzzled his head further into my thigh. 

'Lucian Bole?' I questioned now writing the fourth boys name down. 'Him and Flint were the same. Calling me names and shit out of the blue. Cant do much about them though can we. They are gone since we started our fifth year.' he said and I shook my head. Finally allowing a few tears to fall. 'We have to try to do something' I whispered to him as I scribbled in Marcus Flints name beside Lucian Boles.

'Okay and now Adrian Pucey' I told him. 'Tell me what he says and the we can go to bed okay George.' I said and he nodded. 

'Pucey is the worst.' he told me honestly as he gripped onto my shin tightly. 'He says alot of shit about me, you dont need to hear all of it' he said and I could feel my trousers getting wetter under his face, we was crying but he didnt want me to know. Adrian has to pay for how badly hes been treating George, he just does. 

'Its okay George. But I need to know if not everything, the majority of it. Im only here to help you okay?' he nodded and took a deep breath to steady himself.

'Well you heard what he said earlier. He calls me Freds faggot brother like all the time. Or the gay twin. Or the bent Weasley. Just awful really. He told me a lot of times that boys should only be with girls and that Im not normal. And he has asked me a few times if I wanted him to beat me straight' he said and he cried harder. 'Its not my fault Liyah' he cried as I sank out of the chair carefully. 

'Its not my fault' he cried as I pulled him into my chest to hold him. 'Its not my fault' is all he kept repeating. I honestly am not sure what he is on about but I just know that these boys need to pay for what they have put my poor George through for the last three years almost. It kills me that none of us figured this out earlier, we could have helped him so much better and so much quicker.

'Lets lie down yeah?' I questioned and George nodded standing up and pulling me to stand with him. 'We are going to tell someone George' I told him as he sat on the bed and I stood between his legs taking jis head in my hands to make him look up at me. 

'They are going to pay for what they have been saying to you Georgie. I promise you. And if the teachers dont do anything we can set the rest of the boys on them and they will surely kill them for you. I would too' I told him as a lone tear escaped my eye. 

'Thank you Aaliyah' he said as he hugged me. 'I havent scarred Freds Mini Muffins have I?' he joked and I giggled lightly. 'No Georgie. They just learned how stong their uncle is. Dealing with all of this and not letting it get him down. Not letting it get the best of him.' He nodded as he looked up at me. 

'Do you want to go talk to Fred?' he questioned. 'About this?' I asked gesturing towards the parchment on the desk. 'Merlin no' he shook his head and turned white. 'No. About what happened after the match. I dont know what happened, but I know it was bad' he told me and I smiled at him. 

'Why do you always do this Georgie?' I questioned looking down at him. 'Do what?' 

'Worry about every one else instead of worrying about yourself?' I asked and he sighed. 'They are more important' he told me and I shook my head. 'George. What on earth gave you that idea' 

He looked up at me and shrugged. 'I dont know. Its just Fred has you, and the twins and I just-'

'You have Lee, and me, and Fred, and Ginny, and Ron, and Charlie and your mum-' he cut me off with a small chuckle. 'Okay Liyah I get it' he said as he pulled me in closer. 

'The most important' I corrected and he looked at me. 'Your the strongest out of all of us. You might not know it but its true' I told him and he shook his head. 'Freds been through more' he told me and I sighed. 

'He has been through something different. We cant compare it. Emotionally and mentally you are the strongest out of all of us' I told him and he laughed. 

'Not physically?' he asked and I chuckled aswell. 'Maybe. Im not sure. Can you carry a pregnant woman up six flights of stairs?' I questioned raising a brow at him and he laughed. 

'I mean if I tried. But I dont want to try' he told me letting go of me and lying down in bed. 'Im going to sleep okay?' he questioned and I nodded. 'You need me to lay with you?' I asked and he shook his head. 'No. I just need sleep. The match and going over everything with you wore me out. Tell Lee I said goodnight though will you?' he said and I nodded. 

'Night Georgie' I said as I leaned down to place a kiss on his forhead. 'Night Liyah' he muttered sleepily as I turned off the lights and closed out the door. 

I made my way down the stairs and spotted Lee and Fred sitting on one of the couches in the corner. 'Hey boys' I said going over and sitting down beside Fred,only to have him pull me onto his lap. 'Wheres George?' he questioned. 'Hows George?' Lee asked me. 

'Hes upstairs and hes alright now. Hes sleeping at the moment and he told me to tell you he said goodnight' I told Lee who nodded. 'I might go to bed too' he told me leaning down to pull me into a small hug. 'See you in the morning' he said and I turned around to Fred.'Thank you' he said as he stood up. 'For what?' I asked as he grabbed my hand and started to lead me up to the dorm room. 'For helping George' he told me as he opened the bedroom door and led me in. 

'Im just going to use the bathroom and Ill be back in okay?' I told him as I went into the bathroom and closed the door. After a moment I heard a light knock on the door. 'Princess?' he called. 'What the fuck is this?'