Blue Belle {Fred Weasley}

Chapter 38

Belle grumbled the next morning as Emma dragged her from her bed. Enoch was apparently waiting for her downstairs and the girl was not ready to leave her bed. She protested, dived back into her bed before being dragged out of it again. He hair was in a messy bun and her shorts and t-shirt were so worn out that they could only be worn to bed. She slipped on her socks and then practically tripped down the stairs, Emma letting her go as Belle fell into Enoch. "Woah there! Did you just get out of bed?"

"Against my will." Belle huffed, "What do you want anyway?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to walk to breakfast together?"Enoch asked, before flicking the air which cried out in pain. "Bugger off Millard. Get some clothes on."

Belle laughed, "Yeah, sure. I'll go get dressed."

Enoch nodded and brought out his pencil and little booklet, as much as he knew Belle didn't feel the same way towards him as he did her, it didn't stop him from making a list entitled, 'Get Belle to Like Me'. He ticked off the first point which was already achieved. Despite having a hunch that Belle liked one of the twins, he couldn't tell which, but he had a feeling she liked one of them,  even if she didn't know it, Enoch still wanted her to be his. He was seen as the heartless, dead riser, who only felt hatred, but with Belle it was different, it was weird. 

Belle returned about fifteen minutes later in her robes and her bag slung over her shoulder. She greeted the boy with a smile and the two walked in silence to the Great Hall. The entered the hall and the boy slung his arm over her shoulder in the way the Fred does, at first she didn't mind it but it still didn't feel right. She thought it was a friendly gesture but it wasn't, Fred was watching them, and that was the reason Enoch did it, he smirked in the boys' direction as he and Belle sat down at the Ravenclaw table. 

Enoch kept his arm wrapped around her as he picked up some toast, Belle doing the same. She noticed Fred and George coming towards her and she smiled at them as they sat down at the table in front of her. The twins began making conversation with Belle causing her to laugh and as she shifted in her seat Enoch's grip tightened. "Enoch can you let me go please." She asked causing the twins to snigger quietly. "It's making me uncomfortable." 

Enoch nodded, blushing profusely and stood up in anger before storming out of the hall. Victor noticed and quickly ran over to Belle. "What's up with him?" The boy asked. 

"I dunno," She shrugged, "I only asked him to let go of me as it was making me uncomfortable."

Victor sighed and patted her shoulder before hurrying after Enoch, Millard trailing behind. Bell turned back to the twins who composed themselves, "What did I do?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, Bella, "Fred said. "You felt uncomfortable and asked him to stop, simple as. If he is pissy over that, he's a git." 

Belle nodded just as Emma sat down beside her, "Remember, Belle, I told you he is possessive. He cares about you a lot, and I know you care about him. However, I know you both care about each other in different ways, he likes you, you see him as a brother. It's understandable. Just be careful with him, he doesn't let his guard down easily, but with you he does. Please, just be careful. You don't know what happened last time."

Fred listened to the blonde girl talk and a weight fell on his chest when the words 'he likes you' fell from her lips. Granted, he felt relieved when he also heard, 'you see him as a brother', but the weight still didn't shift. He felt George squeeze his hand in comfort and he glanced at his twin who nodded in reassurance. 

"What happened last time?" Belle asked. 

"I presume,e you have been told about Guinevere?" Belle agreed, "He fell for her, but she left, much like Abe did. Then when Miss P, got a letter from her years later, it told us of her pregnancy. He was livid, you could say Guinevere and he was together once upon a time. Enoch smashed things, he punched Victor, he didn't look where he was going and didn't notice Millard's clothes and ended up knocking him down the stairs. It got worse when we found out that the baby's name, she was called Hope, the one thing that Enoch felt towards Guinevere coming back. She didn't. He also didn't speak at all for three years. Belle, it's hard enough with the way he is usually, please don't let him get back into that state again, et him down gently, and show him that you still care about him, even if it is only as a brother." With that Emma stood up and returned to her seat with Jake and Horace. 

The blue haired girl sighed, she didn't know what to do. She placed her head in her hands, both Fred and George watching her. Fred reached under the table and rubbed her knee, "Belle, we will be here to help." He stated. It was then that it hit her as to what she needed to do. In silence she leapt up from her seat and ran out of the hall, her father nor Madison was at breakfast so she ran towards the DADA classroom. 

"5 points from Ravenclaw for running in the hall, Miss Florence!" Drawled out, Snape as she sped past him. 

The girl didn't knock, she burst into the room alarming the two teachers who were reading over some parchment. "Belle?" Questioned her father as she bent over, trying to regain her breath.

"What's my grandmother's name?" She asked slowly walking towards him after being able to breathe properly again. 

Remus cocked a brow at her before answering, "Hope, why?"

"And her mother's?"

"Guinevere, I ask again why?" 

Belle smiled and spun on her heel and began to run out of the room, "I'll explain later!"