Chapter 18

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George's POV:

Since y/n left Dumbledore's office, she's been avoiding me ever since.

Except she says she isn't, but she's suddenly no where to been as when she is, it's always ' sorry I have somewhere to be'.

Monday:

" what did Dumbledore want?" I ask eagerly, she avoids my eyes.

" nothing"

" well I know that's a lie" I say walking next to her, she makes the gap between us more distant.

" nothing important"

" oh okay well if you're not doing anything-"

" actually I'm busy" she says and she walks off.

Tuesday:

" want to help me prank Fred today?" I ask her from behind as I lean down, she's eating breakfast.

Y/n jumps from the sudden scare and turns around, appearing happy, which is why I find it strange when she suddenly switches off as if she's remembered something.

I wipe the crumbs off her face from the messy croissants when she pushes my hand away gently.

" I have plans today"

I stand back up disappointed, " oh" I sigh.

" well how about tomorrow?" I ask her.

" we'll see"

Wednesday:

" want to take bets on what the third and final task is going to be?" I ask her, Fred and I walk beside her so she's sandwiched between us.

" no thanks"

" don't be boring" Fred says.

" not boring, just clueless"

" if anyone is going to guess it right, it'll be you" I tell her with her wink.

She forces a laugh, " thanks but no thanks", her slim frame squeezing away.

Thursday:

" Fred's looking for you"' I lie to her.

" why?" She asks unbothered, at least I know it's not only me she seems to not care about.

Except I know she does, whether it's as a friend or not, I may not know y/n enough but I know she's a heart of gold.

" no idea, want me to take you to him?"

" no I have other plans"

I let my shoulders hung loose, " but I haven't seen you in nearly a whole week"

She blushes, " I'm sorry, I'll see you soon"

But when she walks away she doesn't do her usual, hand on the arm stroke or cute wave.

It's been over a week now and I've noticed when I stop trying there's no interaction between us which stings, I hurt a lot more than I ever thought I was capable of, the girl is a blessing and a curse.

I walk out of my dorm to see y/n walking away from it, when she hears my door open she turns back, her eyes are dead looking with eye bags so dark they look like makeup.

" sorry I didn't think you could hear me" she says.

" I didn't" I say bluntly, she awkwardly nods.

" what were doing here?" I ask, I try to be strict but it's impossible to stay mad at her.

" I was going to knock" she says.

" well I gathered that" I spit.

She looks at me with big guilty eyes, " I - I did something bad" she suddenly says.

Before I have the chance to take in her sentence, she starts talking again hastily.

" I'm sorry for ignoring you and you can hate me all the want, especially after this and you wouldn't understand, I know I had a choice but it felt like I didn't-"

Her shaky voice becomes louder as she confesses whatever she's about to, whilst she's mid talking I drag her in my dorm carefully by her arm, stroking it reassuringly but it only makes her more hesitant to speak.

" I couldn't speak to you throughout the week knowing what I was doing, I couldn't face you" she cries, she's not crying but is close, I pull her closer to me, holding her arms in mine.

" it's alright, I forgive you" I tell her.

She shakes her head like she can't accept the fact I'm giving her sympathy and compassion.

" I work for Voldemort" she finally says, she silently starts sobbing.

I'm taken back by her confession and freeze, no longer stroking her arm.

" my father made me, and I don't want too but I couldn't come to you-"

" why?!" I exclaim.

" because I couldn't let get you involved! And I was scared and he told me after I done the one job, he'd let me go but he didn't! I was easily fooled"

" y/n..."

" now because I did that one tiny thing of spying, the war is coming early"

I suppose it's no shock y/n has been blackmailed into doing this and I can tell she couldn't be more sorry.

I feel selfish that this whole week I've been moping around to why she won't look at me when she's been carrying boulders on her back.

The war coming early is scary, and frightening but I'm wasting no time in holding any kind of grudges with y/n since she was the instigator ( but didn't know it), I know she's just as scared as I am, maybe even more.

" if you know what Voldemort's plans are, you have to tell Dumbledore"

" he knows I want too, this is why he threatened me in the first place, with using you and Fleur against me, they all knew I'd do what they say"

I chuckle and I know it's the wrong time to, " and I'd do the same for you in a heartbeat"

Y/n sadly smiles, " why don't you hate me for this? Your whole school is about to get blowed up"

In a breathless sigh I say the words I've been desperate to say for a long time.

" because I love you"

Like she's been petrified, y/n stays stunned, her reaction shows me she really did have no idea.

" besides I've never been the academic type anyway" I joke.

Y/n flings her arms around me, she fits perfectly in my arms as I hug her back.

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