Annabella The Sidekick (Sequal To Defiance)

Chapter 6

My mum sends her reply with storm that evening.
Dear Sky,
That's so exciting dear! George Weasley too. I personally think he's a bit old for you, but if you really like him, then who am I to stop you? You've always been mature for your age. He needs to come for dinner during the holidays. I'll arrange it with Molly. Although your Uncle Sev, Remus, and dad might not be too happy about it. I'd suggest you owl them, or I can tell them. As for Harry, he's trying to make amends dear, please allow him to. I love you,
Mom.
That evening at dinner, I sit with the Gryffindors again, and Harry walks over to me. George discreetly lets go of my hand, which he was holding under the table. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" Harry asks. "Sure." I reply and walk into the hall with him. "I'm sorry. I was a jerk to you and it wasn't fair." He says. "You mean it wasn't fair to pick sides? Especially with the liar." I fire. "Ginny is not a liar! She's not the Slytherin!" He shouts. Just like that, my heart breaks in two. "So just because I'm in Slytherin makes me a liar?" I shout. "Harry Potter, don't ever talk to me again! Go on with Ginny then! You obviously don't need me anymore!" I sink down against the wall again, crying. Harry looks like he's going to say something at first, but then he walks back into the Great Hall.
I hold my face in my hands while I cry. Why does Harry hate me? Why was I sorted into Slytherin? I mean, I'm pretty brave. But am I sly and cunning? I don't think so.
A moment later, I feel someone hug me, and I open my eyes to see George in front of me. "He's such a jerk Bells." He says. "He is now. He wasn't when I first came to Hogwarts." I reply. "I thought people wouldn't judge me George, but ever since I got here, I'm not Annabella Black. I'm Harry Potter's cousin, or I'm Skylar Potter's daughter." George looks at me. "You'll always be just Annabella Black to me." He says. I kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you." I tell him. "No problem." He replies. "Let's go for a walk." He says. I agree.
George holds my hand as we walk around the Black Lake, and find a place to sit on the ground. "I'm scared." I admit. "About what, love? George asks. "About losing Harry." I say. "I don't know what to say Bells." He replies. I lay my head on his shoulder. "I can't believe he just gave up eleven years of being my best friend just for Ginny, who bullies me!" I say. George puts his arms around me comfortingly. "I know Bells. She may be my sister, but I absolutely hate the way she treats people. Even when Fred and I prank someone, it never hurts them or usually their feelings." He says. I blow out a long breath. "I'm just sad he hates me." I say. "I know you are. If he's not trying to make it right Love, he doesn't deserve to have you as a cousin or a friend." George replies. I smile at him lay on the ground, looking up. "George does the same, and after a moment he leans over to me and whispers "What are we looking at?" I laugh. "The constellations." I tell him. "Where?" He asks. I point to the Big Dipper. "There's one." I say. Then I point to Orion. "That one is my favorite." I whisper. "I don't see it." George says. "He's an archer. Look for his bow and his belt." I say. After a moment, George says "I found it!" I smile at him, and he smiles at me. He makes me feel so Giddy all the time. Quickly, he reaches over and pecks my lips before getting up and pulling me with him. "Let's go inside." He says. "Okay. I'm getting cold anyway." I reply. George takes off the sweatshirt he was wearing and gives it to me, as the castle is quite a walk away. "Won't you get cold?" I ask. George shakes his head. "No. I'm fine." He says.
I slide his sweatshirt on. It's grey, and it has the Weird Sisters on the front. It's absolutely huge on me where George is so tall. It's perfectly comfortable though, and it smells like George. We hold hands and instead of letting me go to my common room, as it's very late, George leads me down a lot of stairs, to a painting of fruit. "Tickle the pear." He says. "What?" I ask. "Tickle the pear." He says again. So I reach my hand out and tickle the pear. To my surprise, it giggles, and a door handle appears. I open the door to be greeted by dozens of house elves like Kreacher. Except these elves look a lot nicer.
A girl house elf comes over and bows. "What can Lou get for Mr. Fred and Miss?" She asks. "Two hot chocolates please." He says.
Fred leads me over to a table, and we sit down. In a moment, Lou brings us our hot chocolate. Holding hands across the table, we sip our hot chocolate and laugh at stupid jokes. As we're walking up to the common room and avoiding prefects that night, George wraps his arm around my shoulders. "That was fun." I say. "I was about to say that." George smiles. We walk into his common room to see two people sitting on the couch, looking at the portrait hall. Harry and Ginny.
George keeps his arm wrapped around my shoulders and nods at them. "Hey." He says. Ginny says nothing, and Harry comes over, grabs my arm, and pulls me to the corner of the room. "What are you doing?" He demands, squeezing my arm tighter. "Harry stop! You're hurting me!" I exclaim. "What were you doing?" He asks angrily, squeezing my arm tighter and backing me into the wall. "Harry please stop! You're really hurting me!" I say, tears coming to my eyes. I'm really afraid at how Harry's acting. George comes over and touches his shoulder. "Harry, stop or I'll make you." He says. Suddenly, Harry seems to realize what he's doing, and lets go of my arm. I look down to see ten finger size bruises already beginning to form. "Bella I-" Harry begins to say but I cut him off. "Don't." I say. "Just don't."
Harry and Ginny slowly climb to their dorms while I sit on a couch and stare at the fire in shock. "I knew he was really mad at me George, but I never dreamed he'd..... physically hurt me." I say. "I don't know what to tell you. Harry's always been so nice." He replies. "My arms hurt." I say, wrapping them around me like I'm hugging myself. "Let me see." George says. I give him my arm, and when he sees it, he sucks in a loud breath. "It's going to bruise pretty badly I think." He says. "Oh no. It's a good thing it's cold so I can wear long sleeves." I say. "Madame Pomfrey could probably fix the bruises." George says. "She'll just ask questions." I say. "Yeah. That was stupid of me to suggest it." He says. "You were just trying to help." I say. "It's getting late. I'll walk you back to your common room." He says. "You don't need to do that." I reply. "Yes I do. Let's go." He says pulling me up.
George and I walk to the dungeons, where it's even colder. I go to take off George's sweatshirt, but he stops me. "Keep it for now. It looks good on you." He says with a wink. He kisses me on the cheek and walks away. "Goodnight!" He says. "Goodnight." I reply.
I walk into the common room to see Draco sitting on the couch. "Bella! Where have you been?" He asks. "It's way past curfew!" He continues. "I was just out!" I exclaim. "With who? Your boyfriend?" Draco asks jokingly. I can't stop myself from blushing, and that must give it away. "You were!" Draco exclaims. "Who is it?" He asks. "Nobody." I reply. "It is too! Who is it?" He asks. I sigh. "Promise you won't tell anybody." I say. "I promise." He replies. "George." I whisper. "Weasley?" He asks. I nod. "It's not that bad I suppose. I'm not going to be mean to him." Draco says. "Okay. Well goodnight." I say. "Goodnight Bell." He replies.

Okay, I know it's not Thursday but I couldn't wait. Now I have to write a new chapter for Thursday! Lol