The Fox And Her Troublemakers

Something's Wrong With George

Cécile's P.O.V.
About a month later, I had still managed to successfully avoid everybody. Fred and George had stopped trying to get me to talk to them and I was both sad and relieved. I hadn't heard word from 'M,' since, but I was praying I would soon. I couldn't deal with that secret coming out. I was heading to potions, when I heard someone running behind me.

I whipped my head around, seeing Fred running after me. I sighed in annoyance, before stopping and turning to face him, glaring. He stopped about a metre in front of me, looking at me sadly. I instantly felt guilty, but they all needed to be kept safe from what they didn't know, and I needed to keep myself safe from them knowing. "What do you want?" I asked him, sounding harsh. I almost winced at the harshness in my tone, but successfully kept myself from doing so as he sighed sadly at me.

"Look, I know you hate us both now," ok, ouch, "but I didn't know who else to go to," he explained. I sighed, "what happened?" His eyes widened for a moment, before he gestured for me to follow him. I hesitated for a moment, debating whether or not to go to potions before deciding that the twins were more important and that I could say I fell ill or something.

I followed him slowly, giving myself a small pep talk, stay calm. You're just helping him with something. You aren't necessarily friends. He's still safe. Maybe he just needs help studying or something. I knew the last part was ridiculous. Fred an George Weasley don't study, but at that point, I just needed to tell myself something to help me feel better.

When Fred stopped, I looked around to see that we were in an empty hallway. "We're in an empty hallway," I pointed out, "what do you need my help with here?"

"Just wait," he said quietly. We heard footsteps coming around the corner, and he grabbed my arm, hiding us behind a tapestry with two snakes entwined; a black one and a red one. We had just gotten hidden comfortably behind it when two people walked around the corner. A tall redhead, and a shorter black haired person.

When they get close enough, I realized that it was Maria and George?! I glanced back at Fred, a flabbergasted look on my face. What? I mouthed at him silently. He gestured for me to look back in front of us.

I did so, seeing that they were way closer now. I felt my heart rate pick up, mentally freaking out. Apparently Fred noticed too, as he slowly backed us up so we weren't so close. When he shifted, I could feel how close we were, and became aware of his breath on my neck. A shiver went down my spine and I mentally cursed myself.

His chest was pressed against my back, and I felt his silent laugh, and turned to glare at him playfully. He grinned at me, and I turned back around, trying to figure out what I was supposed to be looking for. That was when I noticed it. George looked slightly sick, and didn't seem like himself at all. He was looking at Maria with adoration that was so unlike George, that I almost gasped out loud. I covered my mouth quickly, making the sound into my hand.

At closer inspection, I could see that George had this glazed over look on his face, and that the way he was acting was almost like a dog to their master. Of course!! A love potion!! I turned around to look at Fred, forgetting how close he was to my face. I tried to step back and away from him, but he grabbed my waist, and pulled me closer. Shit, shit, shit. No, Fred. Not a good time. Not a good time at all. I moved my head as far away from his as possible, and seen that we weren't only behind a tapestry, but also in a secret tunnel or something.

I quietly pushed past him, walking down the tunnel. I figured he was following me, so I kept going forward. When we got further, I figured we were far enough away to speak, "love potion," I stated simply. It echoed eerily, bouncing off the stone tunnel walls. It felt weird talking after being quiet for so long.