Because I - George Weasley

4: Because I Don't Tell

"You're supposed to be friends with us, not trail behind like you're unwillingly tied to us," Fred told me.

Him, George, and Lee were rushing down the corridor trying to keep up with me.

"Once again, I don't do the whole making friends thing," I said, quickening my pace. "I'm an outcast remember? I don't want to be anyone's friend, especially not yours."

George chuckled, finally managing to walk next to me.

"I don't think your issue is that you're bad at making friends," he said thoughtfully. "I think your 'problem is that you've got a bad habit of insulting people."

"Be nice, George," said Fred, also catching up with me and throwing an arm around my shoulder. "It's kind of endearing. I mean, if you look really deep into her eyes you can see that she kind of likes us."

I pushed his arm away from me and walked a little fast. All three boys start running ahead of me and walking backwards, so they could look into my eyes. I could feel myself blushing in embarrassment. I made a dash for the stairs and ran down the as quickly as possible

"I think what you're seeing is the calming potion I'm being forced to take," I sneered, letting the blush fall off my face.

I could practically feel the three smiling at each other before they caught up to me once again, and we started our way down the stairs to Potions.

Halfway down the stairs Jet and Jasmine pushed passed us. I slowed to make sure I didn't let them push me down. The twins and Lee were watching my sisters but paying no attention to my slowing down.

George slipped on a trick step and stumbled into me and pushed me forward.

I yelped and hit the banister. George barely managed to get his footing two steps down. He grabbed my waist from the step below me before the wave of students coming down the stairs knocked me down any further. He lifted me slightly to guide me down to the same step he was one.

We stared at each other for a moment before both of us flushed in awkwardness, and I slapped his hands away from my waste.

Fred and Lee were already at the bottom of the stairs, staring at us in amusement. George's ears were bright red, and his brother couldn't help but point that out after glaring back up the stairs.

"I don't like that," he muttered. "It's like there's three of you, but two of them are horrible people and a lot more annoying."

"Speak for yourself," I told him, looking at George. "There's another one of you and both of you are the exact same amount of annoying."

When we entered the dungeon, I chose a seat in the back and Fred sat next to me. I scrunched up my nose in visible disgust.

"This seat's taken."

"By who?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Anyone but you," I said, trying to force him out of the seat.

"I'm sure that none of you need reminding that you'll be taking your O.W.L.s this year. Therefore, I'm going to be testing you according to what you would earn on an O.W.L.."

The class seemed to slip into a state of unease in a matter of seconds.

"Today you will be making a potion for sleep. No partners. No talking. You may begin."

I could have made that potion in my sleep. No pun intended. Chai had experienced insomnia since before I met him, so I almost always kept it stored away for him. Even, he knew how to make it and he hadn't the slightest idea of what half the ingredients were.