Feelings that never remain to be forgotten.

7

"...it's not the guy I used to know.."

Again a few days had passed. But in fact you've felt much better. You had spend much time with Oliver an got to know him. He always tried to make you smile.
He had asked you to come and see him at his quidditch game. You hesitated at first because Fred would also be there but just then you've decided to go.

So you walked up to the quidditch field where the whole team was standing at.

"You made it!" Oliver laughed as he ran up to you. He wrapped his strong arms around you as he pulled you into a deep hug.

"After we win this stupid game, can we maybe talk later?" Oliver asked with an insecure smile.

"So sure you'll win wood?" You laughed with a soft expression on your face.

His hand wandered down to yours and he placed a soft kiss on it.
"I'll win for you." He softly whispered and once again he made your cheeks blush widely.

You both talked for a bit longer until it was time for him to leave. You pulled him into a deep hug and wished him luck with a kiss on his cheek.

Everyone left and you stood there watching Oliver leave. Those last days you had spend with Oliver had to be the best in weeks. He always tried to fix your mood. He made sure to see you smile. He gave you a reason not to hurt yourself anymore.
He was really acting all cute and you couldn't stop thinking about him.

But still he was nothing compared to Fred.
Fred still owned your heart. His laugh was still the sweetest sound in your eyes...and his eyes..god his beautiful eyes...there was nothing compared to Fred Weasleys eyes. Those special pair of eyes could make you forget anything in this universe. It was the beautiful brown with those warm and bright sparkles in the middle. They were perfect..

You were so lost in thoughts that you didn't noticed the twins now standing next to you.
"Oliver wood...really?" Fred suddenly scoffed and just then you met this special pair of eyes you had just thought off.

"What about Oliver." You scoffed back at Fred .

There was this big tension between the two of you. You both hadn't talked in a while. And the last time you did, you acted all cold towards to him.

"Stay away from my captain...or do you really wanna go that low?" Fred asked with an evil smirk on his face.
This wasn't the Fred you knew. He was so cold and didn't care if he'd hurt your feelings.

"Why if not? Do I look like I give a fuck about your opinion?" You laughed and his face got mad again.

"You're moving on quickly, pathetic." Fred laughed sarcastically.

"Yeah because I'm the one that moved one quickly, why are you still bothering me Weasley?" You shouted with an angry expression.

"You know what, just as I think about it, Oliver is the perfect person for you. A low catch for a stupid slut." Fred scoffed and just then your breath was taken away.
His face started to freeze as he looked at your frown face. Never before had Fred insulted you.
The pain in your heart was growing as the tears started filling up your eyes.

"Good to know that this is the what you think about me." You shuttered with a broken voice. At this point you were just holding back your tears.

A loud gasp escaped Fred's mouth as he didn't manage to say something.
You took a deep breath and turned to face George.
"G- Good luck on the Game Georgie." You whispered with a broken voice.
The salty tears were slowly running down your cheeks as a little sob left your mouth.
With one last look at Fred you left.