The Wand Makers Apprentice

Chapter 38

"Rosi-" said George's voice from beside her.

"Shut up."

"Bu-" he said again.

"Shut up."

"It's jus-"

"What do you not understand about shut up?" I asked, now snapping up my head and glaring at Georg.

He looked really pissed off to be honest. Especially when he through the chair towards me. Good job I had quick reflexs and managed to jump... just.

"Are you really that desperate for attention that you'll throw a chair at me?' I said, remaining calm on the outside, by I could feel my eyes burning, giving away my lie.

He just started laughing manically. I was so relieved that everyone was at Hogsmead except from a terrified looking first year who was now hobbling up the stairs towards his dorm, tripping over a few steps as he went.

And George continued to throw various items towards me in flustration, until he threw my ancient copy of advanced potion making towards me, and it hit my slap bang in the middle of my eye, sending me flying backwards of my chair, knocking my head on various different items on the way down.

As you can probably understand from the previous events of this chapter, George and I have once again broken up. As it turned out, my midnight strolls around the castle werem't in vain, as I caught George and Angelina getting 'it on' in the common room at 2am, while I was still seeing him, which wasn't the most pleasent surprise, especially as seen as I thought it was Lene and Fred, not that I'd told Lene that though, as she despises her just as much as I.

We'd been arguing for quite a while before, and it was clear this wasn't a first for the pair. He'd also been shagging a few other girls. One he told me about himself, and I didn't want to contract any STD's from him. He could've slept with a Slythrin for all I knew.

I think he still cared about me, in his strange way. It was just better that we were friends. I'd rather have him cheating and hurting Angelina than me. George was definetly my best friend, just as Fred was Lene's, but if Lene had a crush on someone other than Fred, she could tell Fred and he wouldn't care, because they both know they love eachother more than anyone else. But George is more possessive than Fred, and takes things more to heart.

Now that we're not dating, I can tell him about Cedric, and Sagar and anyone else I like the look of. If I tell Lene these things she'll just tell me to get over it, and then tell me about some fucked up love story about her and Fred, but when I tell George about something, he tells me genuine advice, and I guess I give him the same back, about Angelina and his many other girlfriends.

I knew he was trying to tell me something, but I didn't want to hear today, and I guess I shouldn't have really told him to shut up, but I was mardy. Sagar was giving me all these mixed emotions, that I just couldnt get my head around, and telling George made me feel so much better.