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•Part fourteen

Jamie refused to talk to anyone. Not you, not Theodore, not your father. Nobody. She said goodbye again then left your dorm, probably going back to her dorm and making sure no one would be following her.

You and Theo talked to your dad for a few more minutes to discuss why Jamie didn't want to go and do her chemotherapy to help her get better. Your father could only say that it was entirely her choice, nobody would be able to have any say in it as she wouldn't change her mind no matter what.

Nobody had any idea why she didn't want to.

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It had been a couple months, three months, ever since you and Theodore found out about your sister's cancer. She still hadn't changed her mind about the chemotherapy yet.

Only you, your father and your brother knew about Jamie having cancer. She didn't want you two to tell anyone and you both respected that, she didn't even tell her friends though.

Jamie had started becoming distant, she wouldn't enjoy reading a book together whilst being cuddled up on one chair with you and Theo. She didn't want to do any activities other than the ones she had to be because of school.

You and Fred had hardly talked, he didn't really want to talk to you. The only reason you would ever say anything to him, was because of any type of school project that you two were forced to do together.

You desperately wanted to talk to him about the kiss that happened a while back, but you knew he wouldn't want to talk about it or he would just deny that it even happened. The thing is, you were happy that it happened and didn't want to forget about it.

"We need to go Christmas shopping soon." You told the boy laying at the end of your bed.

"I already know what to get for everyone." Anthony said, staring at your floor.

"Really? How?" You asked, moving down to the end of the bed to lay down with him.

"This year I'm going to get special things, not funny things like last year. I'm getting Chris and Dom something important to us, but not that expensive because I'm mad at them two still." Ant said.

"What are you going to get them?" You asked your best friend who had been moving closer to the edge of your bed very slowly.

"A small football key ring. We each have a set of keys for our house and when we were younger, father taught us how to play football." He said. "Instead of quidditch, him and his friends would play football in the holidays."

"That's so nice." You said. "I like how you already have what you are going to get planned out."

"I can help you if you want. What are you getting for the twins?" He asked and turned his head to look at you, falling forward a little bit.

"I'm not sure what I'm getting for anyone." You admitted. "I need to get them something good, especially Jamie because of-"

You paused, forgetting that Anthony doesn't know about your younger sister's cancer. You made a promise to not tell anyone and you didn't intend on breaking that promise.

"I just need to get her something good." You said and felt tears forming in your eyes. "Sorry. I don't know why I'm starting to cry."

You laughed, a tear falling from your eye. Anthony sat up.

"What's wrong?" He asked you, holding your hands in his in a comforting way.

"I don't know, it must be some sort of mood swing kind of thing." You laughed as he wiped a few tears off of your cheeks.

"I know a way to cheer you up." He said and got up to grab you a tissue. "There's a party tonight in the common room. I wasn't planning on going to it because not many people would be there, only a few people from our year. Want to go with me?"

"Yeah, I think that'll be nice." You smiled. "Do you know who's going to be there?"

"Well, there's us and Dominic. Sadly. Probably Fred and George Weasley with Lee, their girlfriends and maybe some of their friends too." Anthony said.

"Dominic's going?" You sighed. "I don't think I want to then."

"Too late. You already said yes, so you are going to get ready whilst I judge your outfits." He said.

"Cant I just wear jeans and a jumper?" You asked.

"Fuck no. Fred's going to there so you two might kiss again." He smirked and winked at you. "Who knows, you might even talk to him!"

"He won't want to talk to me, don't be stupid." You said and he laughed.

"That's exactly why we need to make you look sexy as fuck." He said and stood up, walking over to your underwear drawer.

He rummaged around for almost a minute trying to find something, then he pulled out a matching set. A red, lacy thing with a matching push up bra. He smirked at you, shucking the matching set in your face, and then walked over to your wardrobe.

He got out a white dress that would show off your body when wearing it. He threw it at you then forced you to go get changed in the bathroom.

When you walked outside of the bathroom fully changed, he whistled at the sight of you.

"You look amazing." He winked at you. "Fred is definitely going to want to do more than just kiss you tonight, if you know what I mean."

"Gross, Anthony." You rolled your eyes then walked over to the mirror.

You looked at yourself in the mirror for a minute or two, only being able to notice your flaws. The smile on your face dropped and Anthony noticed, walking over to you by the mirror and rested his head on your shoulder.

"I know what you are think, stop thinking it. You look perfect."

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