CaraMia | Fred Weasley

T W E N T Y T H R E E

The next day was a busy one, it was Monday afternoon and we had just been told that our last lesson would be cancelled as we all had to attend a rehearsal in our houses, no one was sure for what though.

Everyone was finishing up with lunch, before we all went to the designated spots we had to meet.

I was chatting with Jules, Hermione and Ginny whilst the boys were discussing the game later on today when a familiar boy came into view.

'Um, Bianca?' Cassius's voice called, awkwardly standing by the table, causing the group to turn and stare at him with hostility.

I looked up at him, raising my eyebrows.

'Could we talk?' He asked.

I looked a Jules who was shooting him a deadly look.

'Sure' I said bluntly, sliding my plate away and standing up, following him to a quitter place and away from prying eyes.

'What is it Cassius?' I said to him, folding my arms.

He looked to the ground, 'I just wanted to tell you how sorry i am, about what happened'

'Did you know about it?' I asked, not paying attention to his apology until i knew his side of the story.

'Not about the drugging no, i was aware about the bet though, im embarrassed to say i was in on it' He said quietly.

I scoffed.

'I'm really sorry Bianca, it was fucked up'

'yeah it was, i barely knew you, hadn't even met the others' I told him.

'If there's anything i can do, just name it' He nodded, wanting to earn my respect back.

'Yeah there is, stay away from me' I said firmly.

'Of course, if you need anything you know where to find me' He replied.

I walked away, feeling sick to my stomach thinking about this 'bet'.

I got back to the table, sitting down to the whole group looking at me for some kind of explanation.

'Did he upset you?' Fred asked, both him and George looking concerned.

'No' I replied, sending them a smile 'You two can stand down' I joked.

The bell rang, making everyone stand up and walk curiously to these meetings.

We were told you stand on a side according to our gender, a large speaker type object was in the centre of the room, where filch was fiddling about with it and McGonagall was telling us all why we were here.

'The Yule ball, has been a tradition of the Tri-Wizard tournament since its inception' She began, addressing the room.

'Ball?' Jules whispered to me as we sat by each other.

'On Christmas Eve night, we and our guests gather in the great hall for a night off well-mannered frivolity' She continued.

'What the fuck does that mean, my English is not good enough for this' i laughed, clueless.

Jules giggled, causing Angelina to turn around and glare at us, clearly taking this very seriously.

'The Yule ball, is first and foremost- a dance' She said, causing an outrage of chatter.

She carried on speaking, but both Jules and i had become distracted by Fred and George messing about, trying to copy what she was saying.

'Mr Weasley, will you join me please?' The professor said to Ron, who was looking at her shyly after being put on the spot.