Sweet Like Honey (A Fred Weasley Love Story)

Chapter 8

Nicole's POV

I skipped off back into the Great Hall, and sat down to eat some pudding. "Off to your classes," said Dumbledore. We all left, and I went to Charms. Me and Mouse walked there together. I told her George pushed me off the bench. "What? No!" said Mouse. "Yeah," I said. "And Fred told me I couldn't sit next to him because Rozzie was going to sit there."

Mouse put her hands over her mouth. Then she grinned. "What?" I said. "What?!" She grinned wider. "You almost sound jealous," said Mouse. "What? No, I'm not jealous! Why would you think that? You would be mad if two of your best friends pushed you aside for someone else!" I said furiously.

"Yes, but think about it. The way you said it, it sounded as though you were merely just jealous." Mouse explained. "Well, I'm not," I said firmly, as we entered the Charms classroom. We sat down, and a few minutes later, Fred and George came in. Since we had double Potions with the Slyhterins, I made sure Fred and George had seats far away from Malfoy.

There was this girl named Gizmo who sat behind us, and she was really nice. We even walked to Defense Against the Dark Arts. It was very boring, as usual. I went for a little midnight stroll with Fred, George, Mouse, and Gizmo. "The moon pretty tonight, isn't it?" said Gizmo, pointing to the sky. "NO!" said Mouse, pulling Gizmo's arm down. I looked up at the sky, and I felt my body paralyze.

"What?" asked Gizmo, impatiently. I saw Fred and George get their wands out, and I didn't remember anything after that.

Fred's POV

"The moon is pretty tonight, isn't it?" said Gizmo, and she pointed at the sky. "NO!" shouted Mouse, and she pulled Gizmo's arm down. Nicole looked up into the sky, and her body paralyzed. "What?" asked Gizmo. Me and George got our wands out. Mouse put her hands over her mouth. Nicole's eyes had turned yellow-ish, and Gizmo shrieked.

"NICKY!! It's okay, stay right here, you'll be fine, stay with us," I said, as I held Nicole in place. She looked in severe pain, and it hurt to see that. Gizmo started to freak out, and I heard George trying to reassure her. Mouse was trying to help George to keep Gizmo from panicking even more. Nicole howled, and she started to grow fur. A few seconds later, she had fully transformed, and I backed away.

She stood there, whimpering, and I said, "Nicky? Are you- are you okay?"

She made her yellow eyes look up at me, then she snarled. "WHAT ARE YOU STANDING THERE FOR??! RUN!" Mouse shouted, and grabbed my arm. We started running, and footsteps behind us told us that she was running after us. "Wait," I said, pulling my arm out of Mouse's grip. I stood facing Nicole, with my wand out. "I don't want to do this," I said. Then she tackled me, and I fell over. That's the last thing I remembered before I heard a scream, and blacked out.

I woke up in the Hospital Wing, feeling bruised. "Oh, you're awake dear," came Madam Pomfrey's voice, and I saw the thin old woman come out from nowhere. She rubbed a wet cloth on my face and said, "Well, you may go." and shooed me out. I bumped into Nicole on the way to the common room. "Oh! Fred! I'm so sorry!! Mouse and Gizmo and George told me what happened last night, and I am soooo sorry!" she cried, and hugged me.

Nicole's POV

I bumped into Fred on my way to go visit him. "Oh! Fred! I'm so sorry!! Mouse and Gizmo and George told me what happened last night, and I am soooo sorry!" I hugged him. He hugged me back, and I relaxed into his body. Then I pulled away. "Are you okay?" I asked worriedly. "Yeah," said Fred. "I was feeling a little bruised."

I looked concernedly at him. "Are you sure?" I asked. He nodded. "Okay then, er. . . What class do we have?" I asked.

"Erm. . . Divination." said Fred. After Divination, we had lunch, and we had sat down near Saudi and Rozzie. "Can someone 'elp me with ordering ze food?" asked Rozzie. "I will," Fred piped up. "Okay, tell me, 'ow do you get ze food?" Rozzie asked. Fred started explaining dreamily how to get her food.

I coughed. Ginny looked over at me, and I nodded my head in George's direction. 'Make sure he doesn't get pulled in,' I mouthed, and she gave me a thumbs-up. I had another nightmare at night, and I didn't wake up until really early. I went downstairs to relax on the couch, and Fred was coming down too, so we sat together on the couch.

"You know, I-I like you a lot." said Fred. I was just about to say I liked him too, but something changed in me. I felt another surge of hatred towards him. "Well, I don't feel the same," I said, and stormed out. It was still a bit icy. It was wearing off though. I leaned onto the edge of the ledge, and my foot slipped on the ice. I plummeted right over the edge, and blacked out.

I woke up to voices, Fred and George's by the sound of it. I opened my eyes and blinked. "How're you feeling, Nicky?" Fred asked gently. "I don't know," I said. Then I remembered earlier, and felt embarrassed. "Fred, I'm-" I began, but Madam Pomfrey shooed them out. When I got out of the Hospital Wing, Fred seemed to have been avoiding me. "Fred, FRED!" I called once, but he didn't seemed to have heard me. I pulled him out of the Great Hall. "Look, Fred, I've been trying to say this for a while now. Im sorry about that morning. I didn't mean it. Any of it. I felt that hate towards you again, and what I really meant to say was- I like you too. You're the one that I love." I said.

Fred looked at me with a grin. Then he tickled me. "Fred, Fred-Please! Fred, it tickles!!" I screamed. "Now," said Fred, kneeling down. "Would you like to be my girlfriend?" asked Fred. "No, I wouldn't like to be your girlfriend." I said, and Fred looked depressed for a moment, but that was before I said, "I would love to be your girlfriend," and he lit up again.

He got up and wrapped me in a hug, and twirled me around. We stopped, our arms around each other, and then we kissed. Somebody had to come in and ruin the moment again. George came thundering over, and stopped when he saw us. We pulled apart. "George, uh," said Fred. "This is embarrassing,"

"Yeah," said George slowly. Then he grinned like mad. "See, I knew you were lovebirds!!" George cooed. "Ugh, George! Shut up!" I said. We had D.A. meeting 8, and we did Patronuses. Mine was a mare. I was so exhausted after that I collapsed onto the couch. George came in and collapsed on top of me, and Fred came, pushed George off, and collapsed on top of me. Hermione was doing her work in the corner. Then we both fell off the couch, and Ron and Harry came down, crusty eyed, to see what was going on. "Nothing, all's fine!" I said from the ground, laughing.

"Can someone work in peace here?" Hermione huffed. "Aw, c'mon Hermione, don't be a spoilsport," Fred moaned. "Yeah, Hermy, give it a rest." said George. "Don't call me Hermy." Hermione said, and put her quill down with force. "Can I call you 'Mione? Or Mione Mione or Meeny Mione or-" George was saying before Hermione interrupted.

"Will you just shut up?" Hermione said, gathered her books, and stomped up the stairs. We all stared after her for a minute, before going back to our daily lives. "Well guys, I'm going to bed," I said, and started to get up. Fred grabbed my arm. "Wait, can you stay for a little bit?" Fred pleaded. "Sorry to let you down, but I'm tired." I escaped from Fred's grip, and ran upstairs.