Not A Coincidence (Fred Weasley)

Ch 33: Smarter Than Me?

"You cheated on me! When I was unconscious!" He yells.

"I didn't cheat on you, he kissed me!" I yell back.

"How am I supposed to believe you? Over him!"

"Because I am your girlfriend and he is someone else!"

"Someone else?! He is my bestfriend, my brother! He would never do something this idiotic to me!"

"You'd rather believe him, than me?" I look at him shocked. "That really shows how much you care for me."

"Care for you? I would've done anything for you! But you went behind my back and kissed someone else! Someone close to me."

"I didn't kiss anyone! I am in love with you, and only you! Can't you see that?! I went months without sleep, food, interaction. I kept to myself, worrying about you by yourself in St. Mungos over the Summer." The sobs start overflowing, my secrets start pouring out. "I had to go to therapy for the amount of panic attacks and suicidal thoughts I've had. I'm on medication and monthly counselling for what I've been through. You had a death like slumber, but I went through all the pain."

No response. Nothing, no-one knew about all that because I was ashamed, but now Fred does and he doesn't even have the heart to look me in the eyes.

"You know what? You'll do fine without me. Have fun catching up with everyone." I sniffle, wiping my eyes with my jumper sleeve. Spinning around, I walk off down the hall. Not looking back, I can tell I left a mark on him. But I don't care not anymore. If he can't believe me that it meant nothing then... What's the point of loving someone who doesn't believe you.

**Fred's POV**

"You'll do fine without me." Her words ring through my mind as I watch her walk away. I never... even thought to ask how it affected her. I had no idea.

"Mate, what was that about?" Aerrow asks as the others file out the Great Hall. They're faces still with the same shocked expressions from just moments before.

"I'll- I'll tell you later." I say, realizing what an idiot I've been. I haven't even let her explain. "I have to do something."

"Fred, wait up." George calls out after me as I continue up the stairs.

"Explain." I turn around to face him, a serious look covering my face. I never realized how hard it was to be serious either, tough work.

"What?" His eyebrows furrow together in confusion.

"I've taken actions without the full story. You need to explain why you kissed her!"

"Kissed who?" He acts oblivious, I see truth behind his eyes though. If he didn't kiss her... then who did?

"Chelsea!" 

"I didn't kiss her, Gideon did!" He yells back before slapping his hands over his mouth. His wide chocolate eyes peering over his hands at me with surprise.

Gideon? When.. Why- what!? "Explain." Is all I say. I watch the story unfold on his face.

"Alright, I don't know the whole story. Chelsea's been very secretive lately... only recently has she actually had a conversation with anyone."

"I just need to know." I plead with him.

"One of the last weeks of holidays, Chelsea had everyone over. And she found a photo of you two together; her on your back, running around laughing." I remember that. I smile to myself at the fond memory. "Gideon went in at the wrong time... and kissed her. I've talked to him about it and he said it was an accident, he didn't know what to do. He's in love with Erin, but he doesn't know why he did it."