•This story takes scenes from the Harry Potter series. I want to make it clear that I don't own those scenes. That's owned by
J.K. Rowling. Thank you•
~Scarlett~ (A/N and this chapters all over the place)
I grumbled to myself as I walked to the courtyard, pulling my coat around me as the cold wind stung my skin. Sticking my hands in my pockets, I shuffled through the snow, trying to make my way to the tall figure ahead of me.
"You came!" Jeremy smiled brightly, holding his arms out. Reluctantly, I walked into his arms, allowing him to wrap his long arms around me.
'You're doing this for Fred,' I reminded myself.
"Of course I did," I returned the hug, smiling big at him.
I'm so going to hate this.
He glanced curiously at me, but grinned nonetheless.
"Look, Jeremy, I'm sorry that I've been so short with you recently," I sighed. "I've been really stressed lately."
"It's quite alright, Love," Jeremy chuckled.
"Did you have something planned?" I asked, thinking back to when Jeremy asked me to meet with him here the other day after I talked to George.
"Yes actually," Jeremy grinned, grabbing my hand and pulling me along the courtyard. A bench against the stone wall was set up with blankets and candies from Honeydukes.
"Aww this is cute," I smiled, wanting to gag at the sight of Liquorice Wands.
Fred knows how much I hate those.
"Come sit," Jeremy said, pulling me down on the bench next to him.
"So why are you doing this?" I wondered aloud, looking over at him questioningly.
"Cause I like you," he grinned.
"Y-you like me?" I stuttered, my eyes widening.
Well that was easier than I thought it'd be.
"Yeah."
Before I could even process what was happening, he leaned in and pushed his lips against mine.
His lips were dry and cracked, and he was putting so much force into it it was hurting my teeth. I felt his tongue slide into my mouth and I wanted to gag as I just sat there and let him believe I was enjoying it.
If this is what George thought was best for me to win Fred back over, than I suppose I could go along with it for a little bit.
Jeremy pulled back, panting slightly as he glanced at me with a grin.
"Scarlett, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked.
"W-what?" I breathed out, not quite sure if I heard him correctly.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" He repeated.
"You don't think we're going a little to fast?" I laughed nervously.
"Not at all," Jeremy denied. "I think we're meant to be, Scarlett Carina."
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