𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗲𝘁

𝗰𝗵𝗽 𝟰𝟱 , 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹

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you deserve an oscar - matt maltese

"Are you running away, Gord?" Laughed Fred, and Ameylia ignored him. "Wait, are you seriously running away?" The two walked down to the common room quickly.

"No Fred, I'm just carrying around my satchel with my clothes and belongings for fun." She replied.

"Ah okay." Fred answered sarcastically. "Can we talk? I just need a minute."

"You have a minute." Ameylia nodded once. Fred nodded, unprepared.

"Okay, uhh, I'm sorry. For fighting with George in front of you. We should've taken it somewhere else, during a different time. Also, I know you weren't lost in the woods. Unless Dumbledore was lost with you, because I saw you two enter the castle at the same time."

"You caught me. A minutes up." Ameylia stood up, walking to the painting. "Scurvy Cur."

The two walked out of the room and up a staircase.

"You can't run away, Gord." Fred pleaded. "I'm serious."

"Are you still talking?"

Fred grabbed Ameylias arm and she turned to him with dead eyes.

"Amey." He said, slouching to reach her height, from 6'1 down to 5'5 really wasn't that much. "You can't run away. Just stay and tell me what's wrong. I know I messed up. Is it because of me? You running away?"

"Not everything's about you." Ameylia scowled.

"Okay, okay, then why are you leaving?" He asked. "Is it because of Wood? I knew it would happen, considering your age difference. It always happens this way..."

"What do you mean..." Ameylia asked suspiciously.

"All I'm saying is, Oliver's graduating. You'll be overly sad. You can't have romance that far apart, Godrick near, even being friends for you two is difficult. Soon he'll take advantage of y-"

"Stop it." Ameylia shook her head. "You, you don't know anything. I don't like Wood anyway. No boy is the cause of my problems. God, you always think about yourselves." The girl turned to leave but Fred grabbed her arm again.

"I'm sorry, okay. Please, just tell me why you're leaving."

Ameylia stared long and hard at Fred. "Fine. Dumbledore said that Hogwarts, no, not just Hogwarts, the entire Wizarding world, depends on me." Ameylia stared at Freds shocked and confused face. "There, you have it."

Fred was speechless for a minute. Ameylia turned to leave before he spoke. "And you're leaving to rid the responsibility."

"Excuse me?" Ameylia turned.

"You're letting us all die?" Fred scoffed. "Ameylia, if we all depend on you, you obviously are stronger then us. Then Dumbledore. I don't know what we need saving from but... Ameylia. You were chosen. It's you."

"Seriously, you too, Fred? I can't believe this!" Ameylia laughed.

"How much time until... u til you have to, save us...?"

"Dumbledore said I should always stay aware. But not for a few years..." Ameylia bit her lip. "I- I..."
A few tears started forming in the girls eyes. Fred noticed.

"Cmere." He said, pulling her into his chest and petting her hair. "It'll be alright. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pressure you."

The two stayed hugging as another redhead showed up. "Ameylia?"

The girl ran up to her friend and hugged, Ameylia turning to her.

"Godrick, Meyls! I thought something happened to you at the dance!" Hermione ran up to the two and joined the hug.

"I'm fine, guys." Ameylia smiled.

"Is that Ameylia?" Someone else asked. The girl turned to see George. She smiled bigger and ran to hug him.

"Where have you been?" He asked, hugging her tightly. "We've all been so worried."

"I'm fine, George. I got lost in the woods." She laughed, snuggling her head into the boys neck.
Everyone walked into the common room, all relieved that their friend was safe. Ameylia and Fred were last.

"I guess I have to stay now..." Ameylia shrugged, causing Fred so half smile. "You can't tell a soul anything I told you."

Fred nodded sternly and the two joined everyone in sitting by the fire, telling their side of the crazy ball night.