Amara Finnegan

Chapter Ten- Where's George

I waited in the common room all night last night for George, but he never showed. I thought about looking for him but I kinda fell asleep around 2ish.

The next morning I walked down to breakfast and didn't see George there either.

"Have you seen George?" I asked Fred sitting down and grabbing some toast.

"No, he didn't come back to the dorm last night," he answered, "I figured you two had fallen asleep on the couch together again."

"Oh shut up." I said rolling my eyes, "that only happened once."

"It was pretty cute," Angelina said giggling slightly.

"Whatever," I stood up, "I'm going to class."

I grumbled all the way to potions, I still had a week until the full moon so when I walked in with my tired annoyed full moon face on, Snape was confused.

"What's wrong, Amara?" Snape asked sorting papers on his desk.

"Nothing, I don't wanna talk about it." I grumbled plopping on to my seat.

"That's two different things, miss Finnegan." Snape said.

I sighed, "George didn't go back to his dorm last night and I'm worried."

"How do you know he didn't go to bed?" Snape asked curiously.

"I asked Fred... And I stayed up all night waiting for him in the common room.." I mumbled the last bit. Now that I think about it, that did sound a bit weird.

"I see," people started to walk in by now, "I think you should get out your textbook, miss Finnegan. I will be starting soon."

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The rest of the day went by and George was no where to be found. I even checked the kitchens. He wasn't even on the map for Merlin's sake!

Wait, wasn't on the map. At dinner this had finally clicked. "I got to go." I hurried up to the room of requirement and paced in front of the wall 3 times thinking 'I need to find George.'

The door materialized, and I walked in. There in the middle of the white room, sitting on the white piano bench, was George. Everything was the same from the last time I was here, when I was with George.

"You weren't in classes. Or at any meals, I got worried." I said walking up behind him.

I put my hands on his shoulders as he spoke, "I needed to think about things." He mumbled.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and put my head on his right shoulder, "wanna talk about it?" I asked.

"What if she was right?" He asked.

"Who?" I mumbled into his shoulder.

"Tawalny."

I lifted my head up quickly, "why would she be right? She's never right."

"Yeah but, what if?" He asked turning to me. It was obvious he was here all night and day.

"Then I'd be a Weasley." I said, "why is this important now?"

"Because," he stood up and ran his fingers through his hair, "if it's not and we tried to think it was then it would end badly. But if it is and we thought it wasn't then we'd both never be happy."

"George," I said wrapping my arms around his waist, "we don't need to think about this right now, we're just little kids."

"I'm not a kid, I'm 13." He snapped jokingly.

"Fine, but we really don't need to worry about it now." I said pulling away. I grabbed his hand, "come on, let's go get some food."