Wicked love fred weasley

XI. tears

°•*⁀CHAPTER 11⁀*•°

The next few days were rough. Isabella official left the quidditch team and she got replaced by another girl named Alicia but the problem is that she can't even play quidditch well so with that the Gryffindor team took a big down fall.

In the meantime Isabella spent most of her time either studying or hanging out with Cedric. He also asked her to be his girlfriend and of course she said yes.

Isabella was sitting alone in her dorm room, doing homework for divination. "can I come in?" she heard A knock on the door.

It was Cedric. "come in!" she yelled. "well hello there" Cedric smirked and sat down next to her. "hi" she answered between kisses. "I missed you so much" he said while he started to kiss her more hungrily.
TW A little bit of smut, sh
The kisses became more and more passionate until Isabella was sitting on Cedric's lap as they were making out, their bodies on heat. Cedric's hands ran through her body, slowly coming to her thighs.

Cedric then suddenly stopped kissing Isabella and looked down. "what is that?" Cedric asked as he stood up, leaving Isabella sitting on the bed but she quickly stood up after him. "Cedric I-" Isabella started but she froze. No words came out of her mouth. absolutely nothing.

Cedric stared at her disgusted. "please just" She tried to say something but she just couldn't. Like there was A tape over her mouth that was stopping her from saying anything. but there was no tape. only the tears that started welling up in her eyes.

"why do you do that to yourself?" He asked her. "I-I..." but no words came out of her mouth. Cedric looked like he wanted to say something but something else caught his attention.

"why is there a letter F on your sweater?" his voice was steady... cold. almost like he was stopping himself from saying things that he shouldn't. "it's... it's an old sweater" Isabella replied nervously. "oh really? because the last time I remember your initials are I.N. and there is no F! But do you wanna know who has F in their name?!" Cedric started calmly but as the anger started building up inside of him he began yelling. "mister ginger love boy that you still haven't gotten over!" he yelled and stormed out of the room. "we are over!" he screamed as he slammed the door shut.

Isabella sat down on her bed and cried. She cried and cried until there was no more tears for her to cry out. She was laying on her bed, staring at the ceiling... still wearing that Fred gave to her last Christmas. Only then did she realise that today was the 18th of December which meant that the Christmas holidays were coming up.

She usually spent them with the Weasleys but now that she and Fred were fighting, the only thing she could think of was how was the christmas's going to be with her family. Her father. Maybe she could stay at Hogwarts but her father would never let her. The only thing that could clear her head was playing quidditch so that's exactly what she did.

She grabbed her broom and went down to the quidditch pitch. Luckily the Gryffindor team finished up with their training just A little before Isabella walked down so she didn't had to see anyone.

She put on the old quidditch ropes that she still hasn't returned and flew into the air. She did A couple of circles around the pitch and then grabbed a quaffle and started growing it into the goalposts. All she could think of was how she used to play this with her best friends... well now ex-best friends. But that just made her even more sad... and angry. She couldn't quite understand the feelings that she was feeling. It was A mix of all. Nostalgia, Anger, Sadness, Joy... It was all of it.

As she trowed a quaffle into one of the goalposts she didn't catch it quick enough so it hit someone. but it wasn't just someone.

I FEEL SO BAD FOR ISABELLA EVEN IF I'M THE ONE WRITING ALL OF THIS😭😭😭 ANYWAY IM SORRY FOR LEAVING YOU GUYS ON A CLIFF HANGER BUT I JUST COULDN'T PUT THAT MANY STUFF INTO ONE CHAPTER! IM WRITING A NEW ONE RIGHT NOW!

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