Harry Potter Truth or Dare (Rated R)

A Moment For Me, Myself and I

** FRED'S P.O.V **

I can feel it as soon as I awake. The emptiness of the bed. Raven must have left early. She probably went to finish her homework in her dorm. I already crave her presence. I slip out of bed to turn off the fan when my eyes catch on her wand. 10 and 3/4 inches ash with a phoenix feather core. She must still be here then. Maybe she couldn't sleep and went to sit in the common room or have some breakfast. I step around the bed and begin walking towards the door when I step on a crumpeled piece of paper. Three words catch my eye.

I trust you.

Curiosity gets the better of me and I pick it up, flattening the paper against my thigh. It's a sketch. The one Raven must have been drawing when she asked me that pointless question.

My mind blurs as I take in the picture, the dark mark, the scars, the hand in hand. My jaw clenches and unclenches. My hands fist so hard my nails bite into my palms. Pain and anger and rejection take over my whole being and all I can feel is the fire in my veins. I storm out of my room and down the hall, the paper still clenched in my hand. The tiny hope that maybe I won't find Raven there stops me from sprinting down the hall and ripping this room door by door, wall by wall.

I throw open the door and that tiny hope disappears as I take in Raven lying on her back, Draco's sweats loose and low on her waist and his shirt ridden up her stomach. Draco lies beside her, shirtless, his nose buried in her hair, his arm around her waist and his hand under her shirt. Draco stirs in his sleep and pulls Raven closer his legs intertwined with hers.

Blinding, white hot anger spills though me so fast I loose my breath. Someone swears and I realize it's me and the blanket is in my hands and Raven is looking at me with guilt and fear and confusion flush on her face. I am not in control of myself. I drag Draco out of the bed and use all the hurt in me to punch his face, earning a satisfying crunch. He stumbles backwards as I blindly throw punch after punch at him. "Listen, fuck boy," I say, knocking him to the floor, "Fucking weak ass pussy-" "Fred!"cries Raven, grabbing my arm before I can punch him.

Her familiar touch falters my movements for a second, "Please, let me explain!" she pleads, getting between me and Draco. "Explain what? That you're a skank with no loyalty. No, we are done! There is no explaining, no second chances!" I can see her reaction as soon as the words are out. The way she swallows and swallows like she's trying not to cry. The way her eyes tear up anyway and the way she stands like she is too strong for my words to hurt her, when in reality she is breaking down. She sprints to the bathroom and seconds later I hear her throw up.

In spite of my anger I follow her to make sure she's okay. She rinses her mouth and turns to look at me. "You're not going to believe me if I say I didn't sleep with Draco," she says quietly. It's not a question. I don't reply. She sighs, "Can I at least tell you what happened?" I clench my jaw, "I don't need the details of your sex life," I reply, cooly. "I didn't have sex with Draco!" she cries, stepping towards me. My heart wants to believe her so badly, I almost do. A sick, disgusted laugh leaves my mouth, "I find you in Malfoy's bed, in his damn clothes, with his damn arms around you and you expect me to believe what? You were just having a slumber party?" She begins to speak. I cut her off. "You made your choice, I get it. But you could have had the decency to break up with me before you went along fucking Malfoy! How long has this been going on for? A week? A month? And don't tell me nothing happened because I saw that sketch, a see the looks you give each other, I watch you slip and show how much you care for him every damn time you have a dare together! And every time I ignore it! Every time I tell myself I'm being paranoid! Every time I tell myself to trust you!" I think I'm yelling now. The door opens and Draco steps in. Raven shoves him back outside, "Just give us a minute, will you!?" she cries.