Undying Devotion: A Weasley Love Story.

Chapter 26: Love is for fools.

I curl up in bed and wrap my blanket around myself like a tortilla. I shiver one last time before I drift off to sleep. My nightmares are something out of a gory horror story. Huge, man eating spiders surround the walls of Hogwarts. Violent giants patrol the bridge preventing any kind of escape. Fred and George are in the dream as well. We are standing at the top of the astronomy tower trying to contain all of our fears. Next thing I know we are chatting with Percy. We are fighting someone but I think we are all happy so maybe it’s an innocent wizard’s duel. I look over to Fred who is laughing but then I see myself panic and the wall collapses, completely consuming Fred.

I bolt upright and stare wildly at my surroundings. Beads of sweat run down my face to my neck. My clothes stick to my body. I try to remember where I am while still trying to control my feeling of sheer terror. I get up and open the window. A cool summer breeze hits my face and calms me down. Headquarters, I think to myself. It was just a dream. Fred is okay.

I don’t believe myself. I want to see Fred for myself so I creep out of the room, down the hall and into his room. George is sitting in a chair by the window that overlooks the street. I look over to Fred who is safely snoring in his bed. I sigh in relief as George looks over to me and back to the window. My face scrunches up in confusion. Before I realize what I’m doing, I’m sitting on the edge of Georges chair with my arm draped over his shoulder.

“Don’t do that.” He says softly. I start to take my arm away but think better of it.

“Why?” I ask sly, scooting down in his lap. He smirks at me.

“It makes me feel like you love me. Times like these make me feel like I’m your favorite person.” He tells me in a monotone voice. I rest my head on his chest and throw my legs over the side of the chair.

“You are. You’re my best friend?” I tell him grinning. He sighs and looks down.

“What’s wrong, Georgie?” I ask holding his face so he’s forced to look me in the eye. He inhales deeply but doesn’t speak.

“I think you miss someone.” I tell him, prodding for information.

“In a way.” He replies shortly.

“Do you love her? I ask suddenly becoming aware of the burning inside of my stomach.

“Love is for fools who fall behind.” He says giving me a small smile.

“Than what are you?” I muse poking him in the chest.

“Somewhere in between.” He says slowly, tension leaving his face.

“Tell her.” I say nestling my face in his chest trying to keep my eyes open.

“I can’t. At least not yet.” George replies deep in thought. “But I will when the time is right.”

“Well she will want to know and you better do it before it’s too late.” I mumble, eyes closing.

“I will soon. I just need some time.” He tells me placing his head on mine.

“Good, I want you to be happy, even if it is with Kay.” I retort choking on what I just says. The burning in my stomach intensifies. I feel George jump and see a vague look of shock before I drift off to sleep.

**Fred’s POV**

The sun streams through the window blinding me. I throw the covers over my face trying to get some more sleep.

“Fred, George, Guinevere, time for breakfast! NOW!” Mom yells from below. The portrait in the hall begins to bellow which is silenced by Sirius a few moments later.