Love Ridden-Fred Weasley

8

February 1996

I was in the astronomy tower, watching the night sky as the moon cast a soft light onto me. It was late, too late for me to be out. I was holding a quill in one hand and a cigarette in the other. My mother sent me a letter a week ago detailing how upset she was that I had left without saying goodbye.

My dad had told her I left to go to a friends.

I couldn't muster up the courage to write back until now. I wanted to tell her everything, but it seemed stupid.

'I'm sorry, miss you lots. I'll see you soon.'  I decided that was all I was going to send. In these moments, I felt weak. Cowardly. I wanted to feel anything but that. I spent every night sneaking off to the tower and crying. Sometimes for hours. 

I continued the next day as usual. Classes went by smoothly; I made sure to take tons of notes. Fred never apologized for lashing out at me. We spent the past couple of weeks not saying a word to each other. The past couple of days, he wasn't even in class. Not that I minded.

''I don't want to hear it, Mae, You are going to this party.'' Theo and Daphne were currently trying to persuade me to go to the Gryffindor party tonight. It didn't sound appealing at all.

''Guys, I really don't feel like going tonight. I need to stay in and study for this exam.''

''It's a fucking Friday Mae. I know you're having issues with your father and whatnot, but you need to go out and have some fun.'' Theo jumped on my bed and threw my books to the ground.

''Speaking of that dickface....You haven't talked about it.'' Daphne joined Theo and sat down.

''There's not much to talk about. He went on about my grades, and I said some things that set him off. I'm not saying I deserved it, but If I didn't say those things, then maybe he wouldn't have done it.''

''There's nothing you could have said or done to warrant him punching his daughter in the face. I know how easy it is to blame yourself for those things, though. What did you even say to him that set him off?''

''I may or may not have mentioned the fact that he's a death eater. I also brought up his affair. Not in those words, but I said that it was another secret he was hiding from Mum.'' When I was in 4th year, I walked in on my father kissing his assistant at work. I never told my mother about it; I was too scared. 

''We really are cursed when it comes to parents. I can't wait till we can all get out of this shit hole and live together.'' Theo fidgeted with he binds of my books. 

"Until then...let's try and enjoy our time here. Mae, please please please come with us!" Daph was bouncing on the bed, shaking me.

"Fine, but I don't want to try or stay out too late." Who was I kidding? I'd probably end up being out till 4 am, stumbling my way back to my dorm.

"Yay! Oh, I'm so happy. Now, we just need to pick out your outfit. We only have 2 hours."

The theme was to dress as our house colors. So I picked out a dark green satin short dress and black high boots. I paired it with a silver necklace, of course.

I went for a more dark-eye makeup look and wore my hair down. I was happy with the outfit, it hugged my curves and showed just enough cleavage. It was a bit out of my comfort zone; I usually didn't show this much skin.

"You look hot Mae; maybe tonight we can find you a new boyfriend!"

"Settle down Daph, the last thing I need is a boyfriend." I hadn't been with anyone serious besides Montague, and it's clear how well that turned out. A big part of me never wanted to be in a relationship again, At least not during school. 

"Have you talked to Fred since that whole thing?" Theo asked.

"Oh, you mean when he told me to fuck off in front of everyone. No, I have not. Why do you ask?"

"Well, rumor has it, he and that skank broke up."

"And why would I care?" I think I cared deep down. Not that I would admit that.

"Dunno, supposedly she cheated on him."

I couldn't help but feel bad for Fred if it was true. Who knows, gossip swarmed these halls more than the ghosts did.

"I heard from one of the Gryffindor students that he walked in on her and one of his friends. Isn't that so fucked up. I wonder if he's going to even show up tonight. I don't think I would."

"Can we please stop gossiping and go to this damn party before I change my mind?"

With a couple more adjustments and a couple of pregame shots, we finally made our way to the party.