If only...

Chapter 10 - detention and late night visits

POV of Cecilia Black
Detention with umbrige wasn't actually that bad. I did hurt my hand but hey at least I had some fun with Harry and Fred. Before we went in Fred said to me "don't worry, If you cry. We all cry sometimes and especially when you are new to ripping into your hand, me and Harry are used to it."
Well 30 minutes later Fred was sobbing.  Me and Harry were trying not to laugh at him as we didn't shread 1 tear. I thought I would send a letter to me father later tonight after this. He should know that my sister was like so mad at me and that Harry missed him. Umbrige ended up sending us out 1 hour early as she couldn't stand Fred's sobs of "I'm so sorry I will do anything" and me and Harry laughing our heads off. Harry and I left laughing at the fact that umbrige was furious at us. We departed ways and I headed for the dungeons. Harry reminded me before I went down to not use Sirius's name. But my hawk never got caught by anyone as no one would expect a hawk to deliver mail as they are too unpredictable.
I opened the door to a empty common room, like normal. I took a piece of parchment paper and called my hawk. (She came at once as normal) I had rescued her from the forbidden forest when she was just born, she was abandoned by her mother 2 years ago and was almost frozen from the cold.  I took my favourite quill and started writing the note;

Dear Sirius,
Hey Sirius how's a going? I miss you lots.  School so far has been interesting, I was seeing Draco malfoy then I ran away from school for a few days and camped out at hagrids.  Then eva found me and brought me back to the castle. Things arnt great between her and me. We got into a fight that I don't even know how it started and now I've messed up her and George's relationship.

Good news! Me and Harry Potter are friends now. We had detention earlier tonight together actually. That dreadful umbrige woman drives us insane and we both want to kill her. But Eva is still mad at me. I don't know how to fix things. Can you help or give me advice? I've never been good with this sort of stuff. I even said sorry!! I never say sorry. I don't know what Else to do to make things better.
Harry says he misses you. And he tells me to be careful with what I say in letters but as I'm sending it with my hawk midnight, things should be fine..... right?
Anyways love you,
Cecilia♥️

I finished the letter and gave it to my hawk. She went to the window and jumped out into the cool fresh air. She would be fine, she's done several long flights like that.......::..right?
I started to get tired so I jumped into bed. But still, I could still hear sobbing from the dorm next to me. But whatever whoever was in there, I'm sure they where fine. I closed my eyes and the sounds all faded away.

P.O.V Eva Black
I was jolted awake by the intense pounding that was currently harassing my door. I took off my mouth guard and tucked fit into my drawer. My vision still blurry with sleep I slowly made my way to the door. Cecelia wasn't here, having left late in the night to meet up with Draco? I don't remember them being on speaking terms. But I wasn't exactly super up to date with her life. Or her love life for that matter.

I unhinged the chain lock and twisted the door handle. A tall figure stood in front of me, and I rubbed away the sleep in my eyes to see who it was clearer. "Who is it?" I said dumbly. But in my defence I had only just woken up.

"Two guesses." A husky voice chuckled.

"George." I sighed, pulling my sleep shorts down to further cover my ass.

His jaw tightened at my movement, and he stepped past me and situated himself on my bed.

"You've been avoiding me, love"

I took a step farther from him, putting as much space between myself and him as I could. He was wearing grey joggers and a tight white t-shirt I was almost certain was see through. To be honest when he looked like that... I didn't trust myself around him.

"Throwing away my letters, love if I didn't know any better I'd say you were playing hard to get."

I looked down and scratched the back of my neck. I glanced up just in time to catch him lick his lips.

"Or maybe, I just don't like you."

I muttered, the uncertainty in my voice clear.

"You and I both know that's not true... don't you remember how good I can make you feel? How you melt underneath my fingers..."

He moved towards me, his rough hands cupping my cheeks, making me want to forget what he had done...

I let myself dreamily stare into his eyes, he grinned. He thought he had me. "You want to know what I also remember?" I said in a soothing tone, masking my spite. He nodded, lowering his face to mine.

"You calling me a slut in front of the whole library."

I seethed, him retreating at my cold words.

"Just let me explain."

He soothed. "I think I know everything I need to."

I was shocked at my own bitterness, and at the amount of butterflies he was letting loose in my stomach every time he spoke.

"Just listen to me!" His fists slightly clenched, as he took the step to close the gap between us again.

"Don't even try Weasley-"

I was cut off as he claimed my lips, he hugged me to him, his touch was desperate, as if he was afraid I was going to be ripped away from him.

I pulled away from him. "I- why- what?" I stuttered. "Don't say anything." He breathed,

Pulled me flush against him again, he dipped his head down and kissed me slowly, before completely changing his pace as he kissed down my jaw and neck. I shivered under his touch, my insides felt like they might explode, all my heat ran through me, bringing me to life at this dark hour.

"I missed you so much," he stated, cutting himself off by nipping at my neck, starting to leave dark hickeys. He stopped, then stared at me like he was going to devour me. "You would look so pretty underneath me, love." I moaned as he pushed me back onto my bed, before returning to my neck. "15 letters. Eva, 15 love letters I poured my heart into and you ripped them apart in front of me. I should never want to see you again, but I find myself wanting you now more than ever."

I pushed him away, sighing. He looked at me, confused. I wanted to tell him I had taped them all back together, that missed him just as much. But my stupid pride stood in the way.

"I'm sorry George, but we can't do this. You can't just kiss me and make everything better. And I don't know what you thought was going to happen by coming here!"

I regretted every last word of that sentence, but I knew I had to do what was right. And George clearly only wanted me for my body.

"I don't know, I guess I just thought- well I don't know what I thought. I just know I want you Eva. and I'm not going to stop until I have you."

I looked up at him angrily, then pointed to the door. "I have classes tomorrow. Now get out."