Aftermath | Fred Weasley

09. Fallout

"Another flower arrangement for none other than Ms. Asteria Montgomery," George shouted walking into the staff room.

"Send them back," I answered not even looking up from my food.

"You know the rules, we can't send them back after they've been accepted," he put them down in front of me.

"Why did you accept them?"

"Because these had a note."

"They all come with notes," I was getting irritated.

"Yeah but I think you're gonna want to read this one," he said more gently.

It'd been a week since the disaster that was my date with Thomas. Every morning there would be flowers sent to my room and turned away. By lunch, an arrangement was sent to the shop, or again to my room if I wasn't at work. The final arrangement would be brought up to my room around dinner time. I would send every single one back. The twins however liked keeping the ones that came with extra groveling notes, mainly to make fun of. I couldn't exactly be mad at them though, they have been very patient with me the past week.

After I had spent most of Sunday crying, Fred tried convincing me to take the week off, to just deal with what was happening. I couldn't do that though, it'd be worse for me to not keep myself busy. So we agreed that I could come back to work if Fred could tell George what happened so he wouldn't be thrown off if I started crying at work. Which unfortunately did happen. Each time Fred would take me to the back and talk to me until I calmed down.

I felt bad because that'd leave George to man the store alone but they both insisted it was fine. More than once they offered to let me go home but I couldn't stand being alone in my room. Halfway through Thursday though we all decided it was probably best I stick to doing owl orders for the week. That way if I do start crying it at least won't be while someone is trying to buy skiving snack boxes.

"I don't want my meal to be ruined so I'll read it once I'm done."

"As you wish," George said backing out of the room.

I couldn't help but stare at the flowers while I finished eating. Every arrangement was beautiful, but none could ever make up for what Thomas did. When I wasn't crying, I was filled with rage. My lunch would be over soon though, so I had to just get whatever was in the note read and over with.

Asteria,

I understand you're mad at me, but I need to talk to you. You need to understand why I did what I did. I get the flowers aren't going to work, so you leave me no choice. You won't hear a thing about your wand until you come to talk to me.

Thomas

All I saw was red. How dare he. Giving me truth serum wasn't enough? Now, this too. Thomas is looking to do damage. Was being nice, trying to be my friend, and the date all just an act to get me to tell him about my wand? He only wanted my trust to get the information he wanted and for what. Why did he care what was going on with my wand? One thing is for sure, I won't be getting answers until I go talk to him. I grabbed the flowers and stomped out of the room.

"Hey, where you going with that?" Fred asked the second he saw me.

"I'm gonna go throw these at Thomas, I will be aiming for the head, then I will probably do some yelling," I explain as I continue walking to the door.

"Woah, hey, okay you know I'm like number one on the 'let's make Thomas pay' train but I don't think this is the way to go," he says matching my stride.

"I don't care," I stop in front of the door, "George move."

"I'm not going to let our best employee catch a charge," he says leaning on the door.