Remember Me [ Fred Weasley ]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 / 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔

{ Song: Yellow by Coldplay }

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 / 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──

It's going to be over tonight.

Those were the exact words that she spoke before their conversation had come to an end. They had left me with yet another unanswered question and a worry that doesn't ease when I cross off one unlikely possibility after the other in my mind. For the first time since I had realised that any reality can be altered only to a certain extent, the advantage of knowing the story beforehand doesn't help me at all.

All I know is the things they had said, but it doesn't fit in anywhere in the timeline when I go over it in my head one last time before I return to the ball. The voices are cheerful and blissful, and there is no sign of whatever disasters the two strangers had spoken about.

I doubt that I will get an answer to what it was all about even if I tell someone but since it has been the worse of two options in the past, telling Theo about what I just heard seems more wise.

When I walk back into the Great Hall, the groups of people have scattered into smaller ones while some couples are still dancing to the magical melodies that fill the room. My eyes search the crowd for familiar faces but as soon as they land on Fred where he's standing next to Katie, my heart skips a beat before it almost stops when his gaze meets mine.

He is standing right beside their friend group as if he isn't really in it, being a part of a conversation that he's not participating in at all. The look on his face is blank and inscrutable, and I wonder what is on his mind after everything that we said before even though a part of me wishes that we hadn't. Maybe I shouldn't have forced him to decide anything. We could be perfect. We were perfect.

In this moment, something about us feels separated from the real world, almost as if there is a spotlight shining on just the two of us that takes away all the fog and the darkness. All the hurtful words. The memories.

When Katie places her hand on his arm to get his attention, his eyes finally turn away from mine and I do the same. It doesn't matter much what I wished for now, because I can't take back the things we said and maybe we did it for a good reason. I hesitantly walk through the hall and pick nervously at the petals on the flowers around my wrist, and I flinch nervously when a hand on my shoulder snaps me out of my almost dizzy state of mind.

"Have you seen Violet?" Harry asks without actually looking at me, his gaze searching the room for the person that I am trying my hardest to avoid.

"Harry, why on earth would I know where she is?" I say with a hint of annoyance.

"No one else does either, I can't find her anywhere" he mumbles while still turning in different directions in hopes that she will show up.

While her presence usually bothers me, her absence should probably feel more uncomfortable than I allow it to be. Every moment that I get to spend without her lingering around is one that I consider to be a luxury, not least of all with all the things that have been going on up until this point of the night.

Her drama and meddling is at the bottom of the list of things I want, but Harry's unyielding devotion is the only thing that prevents me from telling him that I really couldn't care less right now. He has fallen completely in love with her in a way that is much too obvious to fit the rest of his personality, but it isn't as obvious if she really feels the same.

"Well, I don't know either but you could check the bathrooms or something" I say in a halfhearted attempt to be helpful.

He nods with an absentminded look on his face that tells me that he is overthinking and I wonder if she makes him do that a lot.