Invisible existence-a harry potter fanfic

chapter 7-I hate his attitude

**two weeks after**

My date with Cedric went amazing, so amazing that I started seeing him more often, to the point where I see him nearly every day. Everything is fitting into place, lessons were good, Snape gave me detentions, homework was tiering, Sirius was fine and so was Harry. The only thing that wasn't so great was George. Fred and me are good friends, if anything we've become closer, but George ever since my date has become quite sour, grumpy even, with me. It's been quite awkward with us but sometimes, in his better moods, I can make a smile appear in his face- even if it's a small one- when I'm joking around.

I'm thinking about this when I'm leaving after breakfast and I knock into someone. "Ow, oh, erm, I'm so sorry!" I say as i look into the mystery person's face to find that it's George. "Oh no, it's my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going." He says as he looks up to see me. "Oh hi, " He says quietly. This is where it becomes awkward. I break the silence by saying, "Are you feeling better, Fred told me that you were ill." I say looking up at him to find that he is already starring in the first place. "Oh, yeah, I'm fine now." He says with not much expression. "Oh well good, I have to go, so I'll see you later yeah?" I say in a disappointed tone and start to walk away, why is he being like this? "Yeah, see you. Oh, wait, Morgana?" I turn around to face him."Yeah?" I ask. "You've got strawberry jam on your face." as he says this i turn slightly pink. Before I could do or say anything he comes forward slowly, and, he wipes it off, sighs and goes the opposite direction. I'm left standing there a bit shocked and very confused.

**Fred P.O.V**

I give Morgana a hug as she leaves. She didn't specifically say where she's going, but I have an idea it's got something to do with Cedric Diggory. It always has. God he is such a prick. He's gonna hurt her feelings, I just know it, and when he does, I'm gonna be there to punch his face in, who knows, maybe it might improve it.

"hey," I say to my brother who looks like he hasn't slept in days. "hi. You told Morgana that I was ill?" He asks frowning a little. "Yeah, she was asking questions and to be fair you look a bit ill. What's wrong with you mate?" I ask quietly so that nobody around us can here. "I'm fine, just haven't been sleeping well, I'll go to madame Pomfrey this afternoon."

I have a feeling that something else is wrong, to do with Morgana even if he wont admit it, or know it.

"Hey are you and Morgana ok, you haven't talked in a while." I ask delicately."Yeah we're fine I guess, I just know that that idiot is gonna hurt her and I can't stand it." His face turns angry, as if just thinking about him makes his blood boil. "Yeah I completely agree, if he hurts her I swear I'll break his face."I say and George smiles at the idea. "Hey I've been thinking, the Hogsmead trip is today and I'm pretty sure that Morgana can't come, we could sneak her out using the map, but we might as well give it to her, we know it inside out anyway,"

I say casually. "Yeah, I think that's a great idea, but Harry can't go to hogsmead either,we should show 'em both." He says as he stares at some strawberry jam on the table. "Ok, that's fine with me I guess." I reply.

** Few Hours Later**

**Harry's POV**

As I say goodbye to Ron and Hermione, I notice that Morgana is walking quickly at the opposite direction. "Hey! Morgana!" I shout after her, relieved that I won't be left alone for the evening. "Oh, hi Harry. You can't go to hogsmeade either? that sucks." She says as she waits for me. "Yeah. It does. Hey wanna go see Hagrid?" I ask, as I haven't been to see him in a while. "Sure, let's go."

We walk at the edge of the Dark Forrest to Hagrid. "Morgana," I ask."yeah?" she responded and looked at me. "You know, you're the only one so far that hasn't gone to look at my scar." I say conversationally. "Oh really, well I kind of know that it's there since I know who you are and I always find it rude to stare. Does it bother you?" I ask him. As I start to talk there's some rustling in the forest. she stand in front of me protectively almost second nature. I frown. We are only a year different in age, not 5. A centaur appears in front of us. "Peace children, I do not come to harm. Only to see if it's true. Harry Potter and Morgana, it is a pleasure and a privilege. Tell me which of you is the Sagittarian, born in December?" The centaur asks. I look at Morgana; my birthday is in the summer. "Me. the 6th of December." The centaur looks at her and smiles. "Of course. Morgana, powerful name for a powerful witch. Legend has it that Merlin and Morgana were the most powerful warlocks of all time. We centaurs believe in the magic that a name brings, and we have predicted great things for you two. The two of you may be the salvation we all need. But be careful, as all great things come with danger and danger seems to be attached to you Morgana. May the stars be ever in your favour." The centaur kneels down at us and then turns to leave.

*** Morgana's POV***

Harry turns to look me wide eyed and speechless. "Wow," he says,

"Yeah, I've never even seen a centaur." I state.

As he's about to ask questions that I have no answers too, Fred and George appear out of nowhere. "Hey guys, are- wait what's the matter?"Fred says, with a worried frown.

"Nothing, a centaur just came telling Morgana that she was a powerful witch and that she is going to do great things and-" I stop him there by replying "Hey wait a sec he said that about that about you as well."

Fred and George look at us bewildered. "Right well anyway; we've been thinking, the the Hogsmeade trip is in a few minutes and you two don't have a way in." George says in a way that makes me doubt he believes in what Harry just said. "So we've decided to help you out." Fred says with a cheeky grin.