Beloved- George Weasley

Chapter 78

"Diana! You looked great out there!" Alexander said as they walked out of the changing rooms. Diana smiled at him.

"Thanks Alex. That trick you showed me with your broom." Diana said, Alex stepped closer touching the broom Diana was holding. 

"You're welcome, but make sure you take care of your broom too. If you don't the trick won't work, and it'll damage your broom." He said, pointing to the spot the quaffle is going to have to hit. He stood so close his elbow was brushing hers.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to take care of it." Diana laughed, she looked at her wristwatch.

"I better get going, see you tomorrow, Alex." 

"Diana wait up!" She heard someone call, Diana turned around spotting Mariam.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Alex said, he waved goodbye before Diana and Mariam watched him walk through the stadium doors and leave.

"You know he likes you right?" Mariam said, Diana's eyebrows rose.

"What?"

"Oh please! He stares at you all the time in practice. And he only tells you tips and tricks." Mariam laughed as they stared walking towards the exit.

"Oh well, I'm not interested anyway! I have a boyfriend." 

"Does he know that?"

"Oliver knows that I'm sure he told him." Diana shrugged; she held open the door for Mariam as they walked out. The cool air kissed Diana's skin, her hair flew in the wind. She inhaled deeply, it would seem like a really beautiful summer day, and it would have been perfect if Diana didn't know there was a war going on right now.

She looked over at Mariam, she had her eyes closed feeling the wind blow through her hair, her head was tilted up towards the sky.

"We better get home before it's gets to dark, it's dangerous out." Diana said, Mariam nodded opening her eyes.

"You're right," They both took out there wands.

"I've moved into a new apartment, so homes pretty boring." Mariam explained,

"I'm sorry. You should stop by my apartment we can get a drink." Diana told her, Mariam smiled.

"That sounds nice." Mariam said, Diana nodded.

"I'll see you tomorrow." Diana said, before she apparated away.

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Fred and George were staying late to do inventory when Diana had come back. She decided that she should make dinner that night. She tilted her head at the pot trying to figure out why her pasta sauce wasn't the right color.

"Is it supposed to look like that?" She asked herself reading the cooking book again. She heard the front door open, Fred and George walked into the kitchen. They sat down at the small dining table.

"Gosh, I'm exhausted." Fred said as he stretched.

"Well, I hope you guys like...this." Diana said nervously. She put her brown pasta in three plates and put it in front of the boys.

"What the fu-"

"It looks delicious Diana." George said, cutting Fred off. Fred cleared his throat before forcing a smile on his face.

"Can I ask why it's that color?" Fred said between gritted teeth.

"I'm not exactly sure. I did everything the door said." Diana explained, the twins picked up there forks and picked up a small amount. George put the fork in his mouth, he closed his eyes, trying to breathe through his nostrils. It was the worst thing he had ever put in his mouth. He looked over at Fred who had his lips pursed.

"It's really good, love." George said,

"Yeah, it's so good that I think I might need to go eat it in my room, all alone to enjoy it's powerfully flavors." Fred said standing up.

"What?" Diana said, but Fred was already walking to his room. 

"Let me try this." Diana said,

"NO!" George shouted, pulling her plate from him.

"Why?" Diana asked confused.

"I just love it so much I want to eat yours too." George said, he took her plate and poured her pasta on his.

"George, I have more in the pot-"

Oh god, I'm goanna have to eat the whole pot, aren't I?

George thought, as he forced more down his throat.

"Can I try some George?" Diana asked, George shook his head, but Diana had already taken her fork and picked up some brown pasta. She put it in her mouth, and George watched as she took a napkin and spit out the pasta.

"That was horrible! Why did you eat that?" Diana asked, she flicked her wand, and a cup of water flew to her hand.

"I didn't want to hurt your feelings." George said, Diana laughed.

"You're sweet but you didn't have too." 

"He did, it was really bad." Fred said, as he walked back into the kitchen, with an empty plate. 

"Where did your pasta go then?"

"The toilet really enjoyed it." Diana's mouth fell open.

"IT WAS NOT THAT BAD TO BED THROWN IN THE TOILET!" 

"Oh, but it was," Fred said, George pursed his lips trying not to laugh. 

"I make breakfast almost every day, you guys like it!" Diana asked,

"Making egg sandwiches isn't that hard, any idiot can do it." Diana pursed her lips and sank into her chair.

"I'm moving out,"

"You'll die of malnutrition." 

"FRED!" 

"He's right," 

"GEORGE!"