IT WAS FOUR days until the first task and Marnie, Salem and Cedric were no closer to figuring out how the latter would survive.
Marnie and Salem had shut themselves into a corner of the library the previous week in an attempt to figure out what Cedric would have to face, however, their queries were soon answered as the Hufflepuff burst through the library door, receiving a sharp "Shush!" from Madame Pince, face flushed and visibly out of breath.
"Dragons?!" Salem exclaimed, wide-eyed, after listening to Cedric's long-winded, rather dramatic explanation.
"Dragons." He nodded in confirmation, biting his lip nervously as his eyes scanned between his best friends.
"Dragons..." Marnie repeated, racking her fogged up brain for a solution, yet she couldn't find anything to answer their predicament.
Since that moment, the Slytherin had barely slept, spending her nights in the library with her head stuck in a book or laying restlessly in her dorm worrying.
Her most recent behaviour hadn't gone unnoticed, especially by a certain redhead whom she sat beside in potions.
The thought that Fred Weasley had missed his favourite Slytherin was an understatement.
The duo had barely crossed paths since the Triwizard champions were announced and when they did happen to end up in the same room as each other, Marnie was always huddled up with Salem and Cedric.
He had missed her smart remarks, the way her eyes lit up when she grinned and the way that when she pretended to be in a mard her left eyebrow, the one with the tiny scar, always furrowed slightly lower than the right.
Well, as he would any friend he hadn't spoken to in a while...right?
'Right.' - He convinced himself as he snapped out of his thoughts.
Professor Snape had handed out a surprise test for the class to their dismay, the groans the students emitted were soon eliminated by Snape's glare and left the room in silence.
Marnie stared helplessly at her parchment, all the words blurring into one due to her lack of sleep, stress and pure exhaustion.
Despite his previous conclusion, Fred still found himself glancing over at the Slytherin every few minutes.
As he completed his last answer and placed his quill back into the inkpot, he sparred the girl another look and noticed she hadn't begun writing a single word.
He glanced up from her parchment to her eyes and he could see that she wasn't present, the girl's eye bags and jittering knee were a clear giveaway.
"Psst." Fred hissed, attempting to gain her attention.
Marnie barely flinched, her focus far far away.
"Psst, Marnie." He whispered again, raising his voice slightly, however, still unable to grasp her attention.
After his failed attempts, Fred reached for her bouncing knee, gently touching it, however, even the smallest of gestures caused her to whip her head up towards his concerned eyes and jerk her leg away from his touch.
"Sorry...didn't mean to startle you Marns." He whispered, smiling softly as her features began to soften.
Shaking her head and pursing her lips, Marnie ran her hands through her hair, "No, no need to apologise."
Taking a few seconds to gather herself, she turned her full attention to the redhead, "How can I help you?"
Trying to hide his amusement at her unusual disorientation, Fred shook his head slightly with a smile playing on his lips.
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Fanfiction[PAUSED] all the twists and turns of marnie selwyn's fractured mind and how her potions partner, fred weasley, attempts to unravel the knots without breaking her ❝you're my silver lining...❞ goblet of fire - postwar ➵ currently trying to get back o...
