The Girl who lived

Chapter 14

I'm lying on my bed, engrossed in a book, when Hermione bursts into the room. "Have you seen your brother?" she asks urgently. "Not in the last hour. Why?" I reply, putting my book down. "Neville says he's found somewhere for us to practice," she explains, prompting me to stand up. "Where is it?" I inquire. "He wants to show us. That's why I need Harry," she clarifies. "Okay, I'll help you look," I offered, so we went to look for my brother. We both went downstairs to meet with George and his brother. It has been a few days since Fred and I decided to take some space from each other, and George sure is not happy with that decision. "One of you seen Harry?" I ask them. "No, but now you're here let's talk," George answers, looking between me and Fred. "Not now, George. I'm looking for my brother." I say, already knowing he only wants to discuss what happened between me and his brother. And I'm not ready for that, not yet. "Sooner or later you're gonna run out of excuses, Bell." He warns me. "Guess you'll have to wait until I do," I answer, making him roll his eyes at me. "Yhea, I'm not that patient." He says before getting up and dragging me away from the common room. "Let me go!" I struggled against his grip. But it was no use.

When we walked into Georges's bedroom he finally let go of me by dropping me on his bed. He closes the door and takes a seat next to me. "So, what did you want to talk about, Georgie?" I ask him, already knowing the answer to that. "I think you already know that." He says. "Come on, Bell. You know that you can tell me." He tries to comfort me. "I know, George. But he's your brother." I tried to argue but got stopped. "And you're my best friend. Bella, you're like a sister to me. So technically there's no difference between you and Fred. So tell me." He says. "Fred and I decided to give each other some space. We think it's best for both of us." I explain. Well, half of it. Leaving out the part where he played with my feelings by kissing me repeatedly after saying it was a mistake. "Okay, now tell me the part I didn't know yet." He says sarcastically. "Why don't you ask him?" I try to change the subject. "I did but he didn't answer." He says. "Well, I'm not answering either," I say as I walk up to the door, ready to leave. "Yes, you are." He argues as he grabs my arm to pull me back on his bed. 

"George, I really don't want to talk about it," I complain hoping he would understand. "So, you're saying that it wasn't entirely your decision to take some space?" he asks, seeking clarification. "I didn't say that," I answer even though what he says is true. It wasn't my idea. But I have to respect Fred's decision. "Bella, you either agreed on it or came up with the idea but either way you don't want it." He says. "All I need to know now is why. Why did you agree or Why did you come up with it?" He begs me to tell him. "Come on Bella. My brother and my best friend can't even look at each other. I have the right to know why." He begs a little more since I didn't answer. "Fine, Fred said he needed some space and I respect that. So yhea, I'm not happy with it either but we can't do anything about it right now." I explain, leaving out the important part. "Why does he want space?" He asks the one question that I haven't answered yet. "Ask him." I shortly say before leaving trying to leave the room once more. Only this time I was stopped by the other Weasly twin who just entered. 

"What are you guys talking about?" As he walks into the room, his brother jumps on his back and starts yelling before he can even finish his sentence. "George!" I yelled but he ignored me. "What the bloody hell is your problem?" George asks his brother. "What is my problem? You're the one jumping on my bed out of nowhere!" Fred struggles against his brother before they both fall to the ground. "Is it because of that cheating bitch?!" George asks sitting on top of his brother before Fred pushes him away, getting on top of George. "What, did she erase your memories of all her lies?" George asks trying to fight against his brother's grip. "What the hell are you talking about?" Fred asks trying to keep his brother on the ground. "I'm talking about the fact that you're stupid for leaving Bella for a slut as Angelina!" George answers getting back the upper hand but his brother keeps fighting. "Okay, that's enough, both of you!" I demand, pulling them apart. "Bella and I both made that decision and it has nothing to do with Angie!" Fred argues with his brother while I try to keep them apart. "So it's back to Angie huh? Bet it's just a coincidence that a few weeks after Angelina asks not to talk to Bella you 'agree' on 'keeping your distance'!" George says sarcastically, clearly not believing his brother. "You told him that?" Fred asks looking at me and I quickly shake my head. "So it's true?" George jumps to a conclusion. "No!" Fred yelled back. "Okay, Stop it!" I yell at the two brothers, literally getting in the middle of them. "George, I told you that Fred and I both agreed on that decision because it was better for us. It has nothing to do with Angelina." I tell him as Fred agrees from behind me. "But he does have the right to know why we took that decision. And you are going to tell him." I point at Fred. "Why me?" He asked but before he could finish it I interrupted saying: "We both know why." He earned a confused look from his brother. "Besides, I have to find my brother," I say before leaving the room, letting them talk. But before they could start on that I came back in. "And no more fighting! No matter what he says." I gave George a pointed look and went looking for my twin.