Weasley One Shots

Make It Stop / Fred/George

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It wasn't right, I knew that. I knew that if they were happy together, I shouldn't be having these thoughts. I couldn't, I just couldn't think of my best friend's boyfriend like that. No, it was wrong. So wrong.

But I couldn't help it. I'd had feelings for him ever since my third year, but kept it quiet. He'd been popular, and he could have had any girl, why would he have wanted me?

Now, though, I regret not telling him at least before he left Hogwarts. It would've turned out better for me. I ruined my chances, though and so he'd been with her, my best friend, ever since after the battle.

I didn't blame either of them. He was cute, handsome, hilarious and such a nice guy, what girl in her right mind wouldn't want to be with him? And she was beautiful, smart, caring and loved the rules a lot more than he did, but maybe they're just a beautiful example  of "opposites attract".

The prankster and the bookworm turned princess of Gryffindor house, it was an absolutely beautiful love story.

His whole family loved them together, even Ron, who had had a slight crush on her for a while but eventually got over it. Now, he was with Luna.

It hurt so bad that everybody had found love, except for me. Yes, I had found love, but the person I had fallen so hard for wasn't mine, and probably never would be, either.

All through out the past week I had been keeping a forced smile plastered onto my face, hoping nobody would notice just how broken I really was behind it.

Silent tears rolled down my cheeks as I wrapped my arms around my knees, which were drawn closely to my chest. It was so stupid, so stupid. They were so in love. I wish I had that.

I wish I had had the opportunity and honour to reveal my feelings and maybe call Fred Weasley mine, but my best friend, Hermione Granger, had taken the chance before me. And now I was left heartbroken, curled up on the kitchen floor in the Burrow, shattered glass surrounding me.

Earlier, I hadn't been able to sleep and decided to go downstairs to the kitchen to get myself a glass of water. Right as I had finished filling the glass and turned around, I came to the realisation that Hermione and Fred would probably be curled up in each other's arms at that moment, sleeping peacefully.

This had caused the glass to slip from my hand and shatter into multiple pieces on the floor. I had fallen to the floor, a crying mess, which leaded to me to where I was now.

I really didn't expect nor want anybody to pass by and see me like this, but I couldn't gather the strength to get up nor did I have my wand on me to repair the glass.

So, I sat there, crying my heart out as I sobbed and cried and screamed into my hand. Out of nowhere, I became angry and pushed myself off the ground, unknowingly cutting my hand on a shard of glass but I couldn't feel the pain.

I was numb.

With a quiet sob, I walked out of the kitchen, straight outside. "No! No it can't hurt this much. It's just a nightmare." I knew I was blabbering a this moment, but my mind was hazy and I couldn't think straight.