SCENE NINE
THE LONG LIST OF ARLO'S PROBLEMS PT IOver the weekend, Arlo avoided everyone. He stayed in his dormitory - blue curtains pulled over the sides of his bed, blocking him from the view of the other boys, or anyone who entered the dormitory - catching up on his homework. When Monday came and he couldn't escape the rest of his peers, he stuck to Jem, who's temper had become shorter and sharper when it came to defending him.
Arlo always found himself avoiding Fred. Whilst he had told anyone who asked, that the scar on his face was from a particularly aggressive (and large) cat, he was scared of how he would act around Fred. The encounter on Friday night proved the theory that Arlo had been pushing around in his head; Arlo most certainly fancied Fred.
It was all a disaster, really.
So upon realizing that he now had not one, but two secrets to hide from the Weasley boy, Arlo stuck with Otieno and Jem, and occasionally sat with his younger sister (although it was difficult as Luna tended to hang around with Fred's sister Ginny, who often threw him suspicious looks that mainly said why aren't you talking to my brother; but maybe Arlo was being a tad paranoid.)
Fred knew something was up. He knew it when Arlo didn't turn up to the tutoring and Jem refused to say where he was (not to mention Jem's skittish behavior), and definitely when he saw him that Friday night.
Arlo Lovegood.
He was pretty, Fred would give him that. The kind of pretty that many people liked- lean, with pale skin and silver hair that made him look almost ethereal. The look was a little different to that of a Veela, even though they both sported the same colouring. Arlo's eyes were an amber colour however, and in the light they shone like molten gold under his wire glasses, which Fred rather liked. He was shorter than Fred by about an inch. He was smart and laughed at Fred's quips, and Fred found himself wanting to see Arlo outside of their weekly tutoring sessions.
Fred wasn't entirely sure why he was in the library. Hell, he didn't even know why he was so intent to work out what Arlo's secret was, if Arlo even had a secret. Maybe he just liked to know a little more about someone before he asked them out. Fred had an idea. It had popped into his head when he remember how Arlo twisted away from the moonlight as though it would burn him. The scar on his face just fueled it.
Fred hoped he was wrong- he didn't have anything about werewolves, but it was just a horrible thing for Arlo to have to go through. He didn't wish that upon anyone.
The ginger-haired boy pulled down an Astrology book titled Luna; How Our Moon Connects To Magical Society. He flipped it open, oblivious to Madame Pince's suspicious glares, and Arlo dashing out of the library as soon as he saw Fred, and the title of the book.
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✓ weasley and the wolf boy ☞ fred weasley
Fanfiction❝and honestly, the only time I reckon you'd do any damage to me is if you decide to transfigure me into a toad.❞ In which Arlo Lovegood misses two days of school, and one transfiguration tutor session, and Fred Weasley is determined to find out why...