Age of Mischief ~ George Weasley [Harry Potter] Fanfic

Forgive and Forget

****George's point of view****

Over the next few days Bethany and I get closer and closer again. I am so happy, because she has almost forgiven me.

Almost. But not quite.

There's still some kind of barrier between us. She doesn't want me to kiss her, and I respect that. I will do anything for her. Absolutely anything.

I'm sitting watching Bethany write her essay for Umbridge, and I think about all my homework. I start on some charms homework and Bethany looks around.
'Oh my god. Oh my god. You are doing your homework! Well, I thought I would never see the day. Honestly. Hey Fred! Fred come here!' My face burns red as Fred came over.
'S'up?'
'George is doing homework. Why don't you do some too, huh?' She nudges him with her elbow and he laughs.
'Haha, nice try. But I am hanging out with Katie, my girlfriend.' Bethany laughs and she says,
'OK then, do your homework with Katie. Maybe she'll help you out. I have a feeling I'll be helping George.' I smile up at her hopefully and she laughs again. 'Go on then Fred, but at least do some. Please? For me??'
'OK, maybe Bethany. But only if you give me a hand.' She nodds and he goes back to Katie.
'Bethany... Can we... Well, I have heard of this place... I think it is called a library?' She laughs again and we goes to the library, but on the way I stop and check that no-one was around. Bethany turns around and I hug her. She's warm, and soft and she hugs me back.
'Thank you Bethany. Thank you for everything.' We pull apart and she's smiling. Like a lot. We walk to the library and start studying. She helps me out, a lot. But she just gives me tips to work it out, not the actual answers. So she isn't doing it for me.

A few hours later, when the library closes, we walk back to the common room.
'So Bethany, I was wondering...' She puts a finger to my lips and says,
'I have nearly forgiven you George. You'll know when I have.' She smiles at me and I smile back, but I feel a bit sad. I have worked so hard, so she would forgive me. But then again, I messed up pretty bad I guess. Like Bethany said, her heart was broken, and hearts aren't easily fixed. I want her to forgive me. But that will take time. I want everything to be OK, but that won't happen for a while, once You-Know-Who has gone for good. I want Bethany and I to get back together again. But that will also take time. Hopefully not much, but.

'Ohh!' Bethany exclaims just as we get to the Common Room.
'Ohh?' I ask, and she looks at me, smiling.
'Now I have figured it out! The dreams. I saw the door at the ministry. But why is it in my dreams?' I look at her worriedly. She sighs and we go into the common room. As always when we come back late, it's empty. We sit in front of the fire, and I tell her what I think.
'Bethany, these dreams... They probably aren't good.' She nods grimly.
'Oh, they aren't good. Not good at all.' The worry must show on my face because she tucks a stray hair behind my ear and strokes my cheek.
'It's OK though. I promise.' I shake my head.
'But what if it's not. You say it's bad, and then you say it's OK. You-Know-Who could get into your head, and posses you or something! I don't want that to happen. You know I don't.' She leans in and kisses me gently. When we come apart she whispers,
'I've forgiven you. George Weasley, I have forgiven you.'

The next day we walk down for breakfast hand in hand and Fred congratulates us and says that we aren't allowed to break up again.
'It's far too much fuss OK? Bethany gets depressed and George does stupid stuff.' We all laugh and Katie comes up to us. She glances at Bethany's direction. She takes Fred's hand and talk to him in the entrance hall.

****Fred's point of view****

'Fred it's all over the papers. I know this sounds weird, and I don't normally believe what the prophet says... But this is different. The Potter's and Dumbledore are working together to bring the ministry down.' I shake my head.
'Where is your confirmation? Who officializes this information? Where is the proof?' I walk away and grab a Daily Prophet. I look at the headline and show the other two.
'Oh. Well. That's a thing.' Bethany comments.
'That's a bad thing.' Says George. 'Bethany... Prepare for some... Hatred today. But we'll be here so that'll make it better.' She laughs and shakes her head.
'You really do not get it do you? She takes our hands and says, 'I don't care about the haters. I just care about my friends.' I smile.
'Heart of gold. Bethany, you have a heart of gold.' We all go to Defense Against The Dark Arts, and Bethany gives in her essay. Umbridge nods in approval, and Angelina glares at us as we sit down at the back. Umbridge hands out the books, George and I have a game of exploding snap whilst everyone else talks as they work. Lee tries to get Bethany to play a game with him, but she refuses and does what work she needs to do. Umbridge finds out what we we're doing and gives us a telling off, and Lee says 'Professor, you are talking about something that hasn't got anything to do with your subject. You have just violated your own decree. She shouts at the three of us, and gives us detention. She glares at Bethany, but, because she has nothing to go against her, all she can do is glare.

At lunch Bethany turns on us. 'Now who am I gonna hang out with? Not Katie.. Definitely not Angelina... Sometimes I wish Oliver was here.'

George patts her on the back and he suggests Hagrid's. She nods and we sit in the library whilst Bethany finishes off some homework.

When George and I are at detention, Umbridge gave us two quills. We ask her about ink, but she says we don't need any. We are told to write out 'I must pay attention in class.' Until the message 'sunk in'. We start writing, and on the paper appears my handwriting, in red ink. Then there's a searing pain on my left hand. I look at George and then look at my hand.

On my hand, cut onto my skin are the words, 'I must pay attention in class.'

****Bethany's point of view****

I go down to Hagrid's and we talk for ages. We talk about the Ministry, and Voldemort. Then he starts talking about how I feel. I don't know how to answer, so I just stay quiet. After a while I walk back to the common room. It's getting considerably colder in the castle. I feel around in my pockets and find some zonkos products. I then run around school setting up pranks. I meet peeves whilst I'm doing it, and ask if he wants to join me. He agrees and for half an hour we have good fun, but then I go back to the common room. I get in and saw Fred and George at a table in the corner.
'Why are we all tucked up in here?' I ask. Then I stare at their hands. 'First Harry and now you two?! No , this is not acceptable!' George sits me down and whispers what happened in detention. I shut my eyes and rubb my forehead for a second. He asks whether my scar hurt, and I say no. Fred went up to bed a few minutes later and George tries to cheer things up by flirting with me. And to be honest it works. Quite well...

Let's just say we ended up kissing. A lot. OK more than a lot but I hadn't kissed his warm, soft lips in aaaggges so don't judge me.

He strokes my hair and cheeks. I look into his amazing brown eyes, and kind of melt inside. I'm sitting on his lap and his arms are around my waist. My arms are around his neck and I play with his hair. There are a few other people in the common room, but we don't care. George takes his left hand away from me and I look at it again. He looks at it too, but he shakes his head.
'Don't you worry about me OK? Its fine, just like a scratch.' I raise my eyebrows but I keep kissing him. And every time I do, I melt a little bit more.

Afterwards we just sit there holding each other and murmuring things to each other. Everything is forgiven. Everything is ... forgotten.