They say they are five stages of grief (denial, anger, bargaining depression, and acceptance). All of us know the feeling of losing someone very close to us. As the people left behind, we have to go through the whole grieving process on our own. No...
"No! He did not!" Lee gasped. We were currently watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S in Arya's living room while she was making some cake designs for Malfoy's and Greengrass's wedding cake. According to Arya, Malfoy informed her that his secret wedding will be somewhere near a forest in two days, where only a limited number of people are invited. So, they ask for a small cake just enough for a few guests. "Georgie, will you come here for a moment," Arya called from the kitchen. I got up from the couch and walk towards where she was.
There she was, hands covered with multiple shades of green, face filled with spots of white dusty flour. Her back was facing me as she backs off from the cake. "What do you think?" she questions me. I gaze over her shoulder to see a beautifully well finished white double deck cake with green leaves design with a gold border around them. I rest my chin on her shoulder and rub her arm with my hand. "If I were them, I wouldn't have the heart to eat it. It's so beautiful" I said. Arya playfully rolls her eyes and wave her want to clean the kitchen. She also whispered a protection charm around the cake and seal it. "How much did you charge them anyway?" I ask curiously and pop some muggle candies called M&M into my mouth.
Arya looks reluctant at first but she starts to avoid eye contact. One thing I learn about Arya's behaviour, she avoids eye contact when she's starting to get nervous or guilty. "Actually umm... "But I cut her off "Come on love. Don't tell me you will give it free." I joke but then died down when she wasn't saying anything. Not even betting her eyelids. "You can't be serious, bunny. You reckon to give all your handwork and energy to that albino ferret for free?" I scold her. Arya looked down and flinched when I raise my voice but she kept calm.
"George, I'm doing this for Astoria. She may be marrying that heartless man but she's happy with him and I want her to be happy" she said. She looks up at my face and smile "Besides I might not go to their wedding so this is their gift". I walk over to her and cup her face. Her face was nothing but determent. Like almost as if she already plans this. "Aright. But are you sure Bunny?" she nodded her head and kiss my cheeks. "Yes. I am foxy" I kiss her forehead and hugged her with her face buried into my chest. "You're are something, You know" I look down at her red face. I heard a few shy giggles and we walk out of the kitchen and sat with Lee. Lee looks at us with a grin and wiggles his eyebrow. "Did you guys snog?" I smirk at Arya's red face as she tried to hide it. "Oh, Helga. Stop!"
The next day, we were all busy as usual. I was helping with the customers, Arya busy with her bakery and Lee busy with the ministry. It was a normal day till the evening when Arya came to my apartment to have dinner that I made for us. However, unlike her warm smile or happy face, she came in with a scowl on her face while storming from the front door. She sat on the couch and starts rubbing her face as if she was trying to control her temper. I got so worried and sat beside her and gave her a soothing hug without saying anything. A few seconds later I feel her calming down and I lifted her head. "What happen. Is it Malfoy?" she shakes her head answering no. "Well, not just Malfoy." She took a deep breath.
"When Malfoy went to collect the cake today. I told him to not pay for it as we talk about earlier. I refuse a single sickle from him even though he insists, but then he bumps into my mum and Kat after he left. Of course, my mum being mum she went ahead and asks a lot of shit being all nice to him even after all he did. Before I could stop her from asking any more questions, that asshole went ahead and told her that he's getting married tomorrow. And the ferret fucking said and I quote 'it's a secret wedding'" She huffs and massages her head. "Like have you ever heard of Indian aunties. Now she will go ahead and tell everyone." she rants
Arya continues ranting about how her mother admonished her for helping them to elope when she tried to explain that she was just trying to be a good mate for Astoria. "How this is my fault. Like does she disremembered what the hell his family has done. My mum just forgives and overlook their sins just because they are childhood companions. Does she even know that I don't talk to him anymore like what in the four founder's hell is going on with her?"Once she was relaxed with her little outburst, I gave her a tube of ice cream to calm her down more. "To be frank, I don't know what to say." My voice sounds like a kid who doesn't know what to tell trouble making teen as she rants about her life. Arya frowned at me but then turn into a smile while I was making funny faces for her.
She was laughing so hard till she almost accidentally drops the ice cream. I pulled her close to me and nuzzle my face near the crook of her neck which made her squirm. "All I can say is that you tried to help them and Malfoy like always couldn't keep his mouth shut," I said matter-of-factly. she laughs even more and cuddled with me. "Well, Mum did know about us now after Kat asks about you today. She was surprised though. She was saying something like History repeating. Do you know what that means?" She looks up at me. "I don't know. Maybe your mum fell in love with a white guy before." I surged my shoulders. "Or maybe is my aunt. She did fell in love with someone back at the Order but then he died. My mum however found my dad during their schooling days". I felt a pang and felt sorry for her aunt. "Well, whoever that lucky block was I felt sorry for her that she lost him." I kissed her forehead.
"She wants to meet you. My mother. She invites us for a dinner this Saturday and it's only my mum, Kat and my aunt. Since I've already met your family. It's fair that you meet mine. If you want" She suggested. I was about to answer her but then I was thinking about how her family is. Will they accept me? Will they think I'm not good enough for her? Am I comfortable meeting them? Just then I felt soft fingers combing through my ginger hair gently and the next thing I know, I'm staring at her eyes.
"Hey. Look at me. You don't have to if you're not comfortable. I won't go either." She said while lightly stroke my cheekbones. I gave another thought of it and finally decided what to do. "Alright, I gave a shot. What can go wrong?" We smiled at each other and cuddled together. Once we were in a comfortable silence we joke about some things and we end up historically laughing at each other but then out of the blue Arya ask something that made my heart drop. "What is your Patronus anyway. I'm curious?" I didn't say anything and started to panic. What do I say? That I don't have one anymore? Should I be honest? "Georgie did I said something wrong? She sounds concerned and scoots closer to me. "I don't have one anymore ever since Fred died." her face softens and took out a wand. "If it makes it better. I can show you mine. How is that sound?" She asks while twirling her black wand between her fingers. Once I noted my head she got up from my couch.
She took a deep breath and close her eyes to focus on her good memory. she held her wand and muttered "expecto patronum". A bright flash of light came through the tip of her wand and an animal started to appear. No matter how many times I've seen one, I've still had this giddy filling that is going in my body. "It's beautiful Arya," I said looking at the cat where it is running around the living room.
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(A/N: My semester already started so I have only limited time to post nowadays so please don't attack me. Fun fact I'm a culinary student. Also, this is the cake that I might do for Draco and Astoria's wedding. One more thing. HAVE YOU GUYS HEARD JAMES AND OLIVER'S NEW PODCAST? Ok Byeee)
