𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 | 𝐑.𝐖 ✔︎

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞

"I mean yeah duh she's got a nice face but seriously speaking she's a phlegm!" I fought the urge to roll my eyes at Ginny's mean words.
We were both sat at the dinning table, trying to complete some of our summer assignments.

"Ginny Weasley!" Mrs Weasley gasped, playfully hitting her daughters shoulders, holding back her growing smirk.

"You know it's true." The redheaded girl flipped her hair off her shoulders, puckering her lips up dramatically. "She's all like.. Oh Bill! 'hese is way too hot. Oh Bill! 'his color will look horrible with Ginny's hair!"

The wedding date between Bill Weasley and
Fleur Delacour was only an few weeks away. And if the mocking was anything to by, id say the blonde veela had not been a favorite of the women in the Weasley household.

"We should all be happy for your brother, Ginny. Even if Fleur isn't the most lovely women, he obviously cares dearly for her." From the tone Mrs Weasley spoke in I could tell that she didn't even believe her own words,

Granted that I only met her once during my fourth year at Hogwarts - Fleur didn't seem half as bad as Ginny had described her too be. Hence why I didn't understand the dislike they had for her and this wedding.

But I still took interest in their conversation, eager to take my mind away from my anxiety and overthinking; I really try my best to avoid thinking about the bad reality of this situation. Avoid thinking about how there's a big chance that my father was no longer living.

Ginny also hasn't given me the choice of not taking interest in this conversation. She hasn't really left my side in the last week and I didn't know weather it was because she had grown an liking for me or wanted to keep me busy.

Either way, I was thankful for her.

"Yeah unfortunately--" Ginny muttered, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. "Hey Moons your well with divination, aren't you?" My head nodded at her words. "Help me out?"

"Sure --"

Mrs Weasley's warning sentence cuts me off, "And make sure that you are just helping her out, Moons. Not completing her assignment." Ginny rolls her eyes at her mother,

But I could not help but too laugh at it, knowing the only reason she'd said that was because she caught me helping - doing - Ron's DATDA work that he didn't understand.

Remembering that makes me realize that I hadn't seen Ron all day and it was almost the evening time. Now that I think of it, he hadn't
even came down here for lunch hours ago.

Which was completely unlike him - did he mention something about not being around? I'd tried to remember but I could not,

"Where's Ron?" I wondered,

For an moment the corner of Ginny's lips tugged upward but then drops. She shrugged her shoulders before muttering. "He is your boyfriend I don't know.."

The way that she emphasized the word 'boyfriend' nearly makes me frown because Ron was not my boyfriend. And despite him fucking me like he was on occasions before - he'd yet to put a title on our situation,

In fact, Ron hasn't even mentioned anything
about it since our cut short conversation that had took place last week inside of his bedroom.
So I haven't mentioned anything and I act as if it's not bothering me even though it is.

"Yeah but he hasn't been around all day." I didn't express my bitterness about Ron not labeling us, carrying on with our conversation.

"Well now that I think your right, maybe he went to help the twins at the joke shop today," Ginny's sarcastic tone displays her disinterest about Ron whereabouts. "Or maybe he and Harry went to get Hermione. She's coming to the wedding I'm sure,"