Twin flame - Fred Weasley - Order of the Phoenix

lonely

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I just kissed Tim Campbell. A charming, kind, and sweet head boy, a perfect Gryffindor. A good guy, decent and likable. The kiss wasn't much, I've had better but he doesn't need to know that, of course. He takes my hand and squeezes it.

"That was nice." He says and smiles widely. Yes, Tim, it was nice. It wasn't great or amazing. There were no sparks, no passion, no heat, there was nothing. It was nice.

"Yeah." I can't say anything else, what am I supposed to say? Thank you for touching my lips with yours? Thank you for keeping your hand on my SHOULDER and thank you for stopping after what, two seconds? It's not like I wasn't going to drag you to a broom closet and blow you.

Because I was.

I told you, I need someone. I am desperately lonely I could find myself trying to enjoy his company. The thing is, that he is boring, but he's also stable, caring, and sweet. Kind. A girl can do a lot worse than Tim. I just always thought I'd find something better, that I'd find more.

"I've wanted to do that for a while now." He says and leans closer, so our foreheads are touching. His voice is so soft, it's almost like he is whispering. I quickly look around and notice that we are indeed alone. I sigh in relief and smile awkwardly. I just kissed him, well more like he kissed me. I've never kissed a Gryffindor before and I must say that I expected more. I thought it was going to feel like fire like the earth would shake, like I was going to explode.

"Oh yeah, I've always, um, found you... attractive." Seriously? That's the best one I could think about. Why do I feel so uneasy around him, so odd?

I have to say something nice to him! I can't just stand here and go away, it's clear that he doesn't want to take things any further. I lean closer to him and twirl my hair between my fingers, trying to send a signal but nothing. He doesn't get it.

I'm just going to say it, I want to fuck. Being close to someone like that just makes me feel so much better, in so many ways. It's comforting in a way.

"I do think you have to figure out your emotions about Muggle-borns." He says softly and smiles.

Oh shit.

I just kissed someone who is muggle born. I quickly take steps back and lean against the wall. I didn't die, the world didn't stop spinning, and i am alive... Even though he's a muggle-born. So nothing has changed. And I've always had respect for him. He is like I've said before, kind, smart, and strong. Him having muggles as parents don't change that, does it?

But he isn't wrong though, it's starting to feel like I have some things to figure out. But who am I if not for the things I believe in? I've had certain opinions for over six years, you can't just change everything and move on. Chancing the way I feel and think would change everything for me.

"Yes," I say. "I... Sort of agree with you."

"Good. Look, I have to go. I promised McGonagall I will help her with some Gryffindor things, we have to figure out how to start practicing Quidditch without Fred."