Dear God I hate him | FRED WEASLEY X FEM OC

Chapter 8

We were in dark arts and I was tapping my pen against my desk. Fred and George were sitting in front of me and my brother next to me. I felt like I was going to be sick. I couldn't focus on the task at hand but at Fred instead. No way I like him. Do I? You know what maybe I don't and my heart is playing a trick on me. "Hey Lens, you ok?". Cedric only called me Lens when he was lazy or worried, so practically all the time. I stop tapping my pen against the table and nodded my head yes to him.

I lied. My mind was still racing and not about what I wanted it to be about. "-na. Lena!". I shoot my head up. "Pardon my rudeness sir, I didn't get a good nights rest". This year we had Professor Lupin as our Dark arts teacher. Just like most other teachers he got along with me. He was an amazing teacher and super fun. Although I loved this class, it honest felt a little off. But, hey.. whatever kept me on the good side of a teacher, I guess is true.

"Hm- yes. Well get a good nights rest tonight." He continued on with his lesson. Fred turns back to me and my face immediately went red. Shit. "Hey you sure you're okay. You look sick." He was resting his arms on the back of his seat and he places his head on top. "Mhm. I'm fine, just drop it." Once Fred looks to the front George looks back at me. I swear he was so oblivious. He has just missed out on our conversation and was lost.

"Lena I'm so confused with what's going on. I don't get this article- oh dear, are you feeling alright". I purse my lips to try and stay calm. "George pay attention, I'm fine. And I'll help you with that later." He gives me a smile and a thumbs up before turning around.

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C and I walked out of class together talking about the upcoming break. I was so happy the year was almost over but it felt like it went by to fast.

Harry runs up to us. I honestly was never really close to him but he was a cool kid. He was obviously super popular and his friend group was also amazing. His hair was all shaggy and he was in his quidditch uniform. "Hey Lena. Sorry to be a bother but I was wondering if you could help me practice, Fred and George are a bit busy."

I look at my watch then at Cedric. Ah he'll be fine. Luckily I had my uniform in my book bag, I was planning on practicing too but it was super rainy. But hey what's the fun in only going when it's nice. "Sure." I smile at him as he starts walking to the field. "Thank you so much! You won't regret it!"

I knew I wouldn't, Harry was an exceptional player and a great teammate. If only he was in slytherin.

I hug Cedric goodbye as I run after Harry. "Bye Lens, I might head over to watch you guys once I get changed!" I give him a thumbs up as I turn the corner.

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I step onto the field to see Harry talking to Oliver. Damn that man is so fine. I walk up to him and lightly punch Harry in the shoulder. "Hey lighting boy." He laughs at the nickname and says hi back.

Oliver mounted his broom as Harry and I followed. I spin my bat in my hand. We were planning on playing a mini scrimmage. Oliver versus myself and Harry off doing his own thing. He honestly didn't need to invite me but at least I'm getting some practice in.

Once we start it starts pouring. You're kidding. My grip on my broom worsened as my hands slightly slipped. I zoom through the air chasing after Oliver. I swing my bat as a bludger flies right at me throwing me off course. It hits the tail end of Harry's broom making him unsteady. "Sorry!" He waves it off as if it was okay.

I make a sharp turn and catch a glimpse of the stadium seats. I see Cedric sitting in the slytherin section waiting for me. He was all bundled up in his hoodie. A little bit over I see Fred and George closely watching us. "Eep!" I get distracted and my hand slips off my broom. I head straight for the ground but I quickly turn up. Thank God.

As I look up I feel the pitter patter of the rain on my face. The feel of the rain against my skin felt amazing. My hair was soaked but drying from how fast I moved in the air. We soon see Harry stop in midair. He had caught the snitch. No surprise that kid was a prodigy.

We all land on the grass kicking up some puddles. The hem of my robes were muddy as the  rest of my body got soaked. I pull out my wand to make an water "umbrella" over my head to keep the rain off from soaking me any more.

"Blimey that was brillant Lena." Harry was to kind. I barely did anything. "Well hats off to Oliver and yourself. You guys are amazing." We smile and continue talking as we walk over to our friends.

Oliver soon breaks off and joins his friends whilst I go over to Cedric with Harry. "Hey C." I try to hug him but he avoids me to not get anymore wet. "Rude!" He makes a sad face "I would hug you, I really do, but I just bought this jumper." I shrug as I punch him lightly in the shoulder. "You both did great, for practice, Harry." Harry looked taken aback from the compliment. Cedric and him weren't very close, at least not that I know of. "Thank you Cedric." There was a bit of awkward silence in the air. Luckily my favorite twins came along.

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