Sparks Fly || A George Weasley Story

Year 5: Make Out, I Mean, Make Up

George's POV:

I hadn't talked to Juniper since right after lunch, and I'd been pissed off since. There was not a single thing that went the way it was supposed to since I kissed her. I thought I had it in the bag, she's practically asked me to confess how I felt to her, and Wood had to show up and ruin it. Did I think that she wanted me to for real, honestly, for the first time since I realized I liked her, yes.

There was nothing I wanted more than to just look her in the eyes and tell her how I really felt, but I didn't get the chance and then I just mad her mad at me because I couldn't keep my stupid mouth shut. Why did I even say anything about Derrick? I should have known that she wasn't going to just stop talking to him because I said he was no good. She didn't believe anything until she made it a tangible thing, until she put it into motion. Juniper wouldn't understand just how bad Grey was until he showed her, and I was terrified.

So, those two emotions, fury and fear, pumped through my veins, and the sound of Fred and Lee talking about how we were going to prank our new roommate burned in my ears. They didn't seem to ever shut up and pay any attention. All they had to do was ask, "hey George, are you alright?" and they'd finally get to hear me admit how I really felt about Juni. They could tease me all they wanted and I wouldn't care because at least I wouldn't be the only person struggling with keeping this a secret. I needed to tell someone, to get it all out in the open and try and understand it myself.

As much as I just wanted to blurt out to anyone that would listen "I, George Weasley, am in love with Juniper Clemonte", I knew that I couldn't. They'd just laugh at me and tell me that they already knew. They wouldn't help me understand what I'm supposed to do about it, not that Fred would care. He knew that I liked Juniper, or at least he'd already assumed, and he just kissed her anyway. He talked about it with her first, kissed her in public, and then had the audacity to tell me to my face that he'd kissed her.

That's a shitty thing for a friend to do, but my own brother? My own twin nonetheless!

"Can you guys shut up, please?" I asked, snapping my head up from the notebook of ideas I'd been working on for our joke shop.

Fred and Lee wore a shared look of confusion, but it was Lee who actually said something, "What are you on about?"

"You two never shut up! There is not one moment of peace and quiet in this fucking room!"

"George what the hell, mate?" Fred asked, "Who pissed in your tea this morning?"

"Yeah, is this about your fight with Juniper earlier?" Lee asked, "Because if it is, I really don't like you taking your girl problems out on us."

"Why does everything have to be about Juniper?" I asked.

"Because it always is," Fred sighed, "If you were to just move on and care about something besides her for five minutes, you wouldn't be so pissy."

"You know, this is why I don't ever try to tell you guys anything," I said, "because you always make it out to be some big deal. All I did was ask you guys to stop talking about pranking for five minutes so that I could hear myself think."

"George, if you want to talk to us about something serious, then that's all you have to say," Lee said, "Don't just sit there and brew in it. Just speak up next time."

"Yeah, because speaking up to you guys has been such a great idea in the past," I said, getting out of bed, unsure of where I was headed. Anywhere but here, I guess.

Neither of them went to stop me as I stormed out of the dorm, which is starting to become more of a common occurrence as the years go on. I didn't care though, I didn't want them to try and stop me. This wasn't a desperate cry for their attention, I was just having a little freak out about keeping something to myself this long. Normally, I can tell Fred and Lee anything, but this was different. The whole Juniper thing felt like private information that was too sensitive to be shared with them. I needed someone that I could trust, but wasn't in our immediate circle of friends.