Angie Blacks POV (AB/W)
I don't know how this boy does it, but Fred Weasley has got me crying in front of him, again, and not even because I'm that sad, but because of how grateful I am, and because of how he knows that there's more than one issue here.
Oh, he makes this so hard..
I twist the ring on my finger, pushing it down a little, trying to calm down
And I keep crying, for a good ten minutes, which I know was very loud at first, because the chatter I could hear from downstairs had gone, and Mrs Weasley must've come up here, judging by the creaking of the door every five seconds for the first 5 minutes.
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(FW)
I had moved us backwards on the bed, so I'm facing the door, which works very well, because when my mum comes in, looking ready to murder me, I can use my eyes to plead for forgiveness, which is relatively easy, once she sees me hugging Ang'
She asks if she's okay, and then leaves slowly, coming back with a tray of biscuits and some water, placing it on the chair, and then putting her hand on Angie's back, telling her to take deep breaths (I think she thought I wasn't already doing that, but I just do it louder now), as I whisper quietly, even after my mum takes a step back, and I keep rubbing those slow circles in the middle of her back, moving her head off my chest to kiss her forehead (much to the disdain of mum, but she looks like she's hiding a smile.. a proud, smile?), pulling her closer to me as I keep her straddling me.
Mum takes this as her cue to leave
Thank Merlin.
'D'you want some biscuits, Ang?' I ask quietly 'I think you should have some, they're Jam and Cream..might as well have these before my mum finishes with food'
She looks up, the first time she's made eye contact with me since..
Damn
I stare back at her, and, in the moment, lift her chin to kiss her
It's a relatively slow kiss, as I'm not sure if it's being reciprocated, until she uses her arm that was around my neck to push my lips a little harder onto hers, tilting her head to one side, slowly adding onto what I started, letting her shoulders relax, and leaning into me, so my back pushes up against the wall, and letting me push her down onto the bed, and-..
Is she smiling?
I dunno, but either way, I'm enjoying this, and it only gets better when I open my eyes momentarily, her tears have dried, and as I glance at her hand, I see that my ring was still there.
Did she have as much hope as I did?
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After pulling away, I nuzzle my head into her chest, and then look up at her, asking her to forgive me, and to try with me to get back to where we were
'I don't think it'll take so long' she smiles a bit, shrugging
I laugh at that, and take it, still looking for a way to get her to open up about her dad
'So if I'm on your forgiven list, who's still on the list of people who hurt you?'
She looks away, mumbling 'Voldemort, Bellatrix, both of them killed my parents'
I tell her to tell me how she feels now
'..okay.. a little guilty, because I'm not even as sad as your mum, or your dad, not as sad as Harry.. and it's MY father who was killed.. come onn, even you look worse than me'
I try to tease, saying it's only cus I kissed her
I pause, telling her she's free to do whatever she wants, (once again) cry, scream, yell.. tell me to get out, or order me to do what she wants.
She orders me to help her get food from my mum, rather than go downstairs to eat it (so I get some for myself too).
Her second order seems fairly simple, all she wants is for me ask Lupin to stop calling her Angelique, and start saying Angie, explaining that it's for the simple reason that her father used to call her that.
'And she knows you did too, but now it's like.. she thinks it has a negative undertone, and she'd hate to think anything would happen to you'.
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Remus Lupin's Point Of View
Sitting in the living room at the Burrow, I think about what Angelique said, how annoyed she sounded, and just hope to Merlin (although it works way better when I just hope to James, Lily, Or Sirius, or even Dorcas..Marlene) that she won't do anything..reckless
After a while of talking, with every person who joins, I hear one more knock that Mrs Weasley goes to get right after Kingsley with his wand at the ready.. and I see Fred Weasley?
...
Just as much as everyone else, I'm practically on the edge of my seat when I hear her crying, knowing well that Fred's gone in there, but relax slightly when I see Mrs Weasley leave to deal with it.
I thought that was it, that Fred would comfort her (at a stretch), and then leave, and I hadn't done anything, which was making me feel guilty, to say the least. Until Fred does come down, and I stand up, just before he gestures to talk to me.
' She asked if you would stop calling her Angelique, and just call her Angie, because.. Sirius used to call her that, and, you remind her of him so..'
I pause, sighing
'Nothings going to happen to me' I answer him quietly 'but I will stop'
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(FW)
'You will NOT try anything with her, d'you hear?'
My mum threatens, pointing a finger at me 'And if I do, I'll be sleeping in the garden, I know' I nod, sighing
Once back upstairs, I decide now is the time to talk about.. us
.
'-yeah, we're good..' she pauses, looking up at me 'yeah?'
I nod, relieved that she says that, and keep nodding, pulling her into my side, I kiss her on the forehead 'I know-.. I understand that it might take long to get back into what we had, but it's all worth it, eh?'
She smiles a small smile 'we'll be fine.. just, don't leave me like that again.. please'
Shit.
'Of course not, it was stupid to do in the first place' I sigh, looking down at her, like always, proud of my height
It's Perfect..
'Your perfect' I smile, sighing as I let go of her, moving to leave her to her own bed (my bed, technically, but I have to sleep in George's now, but it's fine, because me and George don't live here anymore.. on that note..)
(Where does Angie live? Technically it's here, but)
No where, officially
I shuffle over to that side, thinking over that, and then deciding I know what I'm gonna do in the morning.
'Goodnight, Angel'
