Blue Belle {Fred Weasley}

Chapter 101

"Why are we going to the Hogshead, I thought you said you had something different planned for us?" Belle asked Fred as they traipsed through the snow in Hogsmeade, George and Lee leading them towards the pub with Angelina, Katie and Alicia following on behind them.

"We are, Bella, Hermione wants us to meet her here and then I promise you afterwards we'll do something different, just the two of us."

Belle sighed and held onto his arm tighter, the back of her hands stung from her countless amounts of detentions with Professor Umbridge and the cold air was half freezing her to death.

Entering the pub, Fred took a seat and pulled Belle onto his lap in order to keep her warmer but also to let George have a seat too as there was definitely not enough set out. Other students gathered around and soon Harry, Ron and Hermione entered, however, only the latter seemed somewhat confident.

"Hello." Said Hermione, and it was as if it suddenly dawned on her that she was standing before many people who were staring right at her.

Hermione went on to say how she believed that they all needed a teacher, one who would be better and actually the prepare them unlike Umbridge. It was all going well until Zacharias Smith decided to be a tosspot.

"Says who?" He demanded, "who says you-know-who is back?"

"Dumbledore," said Ron.

"So Dumbledore says because he says," Smith nodded to Harry in disgust.

"That's because he's right, you twat," Ron sneered.

"Perhaps if Potter was to tell us more about how Diggory died-"

"Look if you're here to hear more about Cedric's death then you might as well leave." Harry shook his head and Belle leaned further into Fred's chest.

More discussion went on and nobody left. However, it was concluded that they would form a secret group where Harry would teach them. Hermione laid out on a table some parchment and a quill for everyone to sign up with and the twins were first in line.

Belle fell to the back where she remained seated debating on what to do. She really wanted to learn more, of course she did, she knew she needed it. There was no way she was going to pass with Umbridge as her teacher, even with her extensive amount of studying, Hermione's tutoring and her father sending her study help. However, she couldn't bring herself to get into trouble anymore. She had detentions every night for the past two weeks and each night she would return to her dormitory in so much pain and her hands dripping with blood.

Fred turned around after he and George had signed the paper to see Belle sat down. Crouching down before her he took her hands in his knowing full well what was going through her head. "You won't get into trouble, I won't let you. Not if you're getting hurt, love."

"Fred, you can't be sure of that."

"I can. I promise. And this way you'll be able to learn more, and Harry is a great bloke. I'm sure it will help you better."

Belle sighed and rubbed her head. George approached the pair with concern, Belle had paled and looked as if she was ready to pass out. "Freddie," he said, "is she alright?"

Fred glanced momentarily at his brother and then quickly back to Belle. "Love, you won't get in trouble." He reassured her again.

Harry, Hermione and Ron caught sight of what was happening and gathered around too. "She hasn't signed," Ron stated holding the parchment out.

"Not now, Ron."

Hermione shuffled her way forward, "Belle, are you quite alright? Belle? You haven't signed."

Belle didn't seem to hear what anyone was saying. She leaned into her hands even more. "I can't," Belle muttered.

"Okay, Belle, no one will force you. It's okay," replied Hermione, "come on, boys, we will leave them to it."

"No," said Harry, "something is clearly wrong."

Fred crouched down and tucked some of Belle's hair behind her ear. "Belle?"

"I want to talk to Dad."

Remus wasn't quite expecting a portrait from Abeforth Dumbledore alerting him of a disgust ion pertaining his daughter in the Hogshead. Both him and Madison were on their feet as soon as possible leaving Sirius to himself and rushing off to the village.

"Belle, sweetheart?"

Belle jumped up and fell into her father's arms. Gasping at the force, Remus stumbled backwards a little and held onto her softly. He raised his eyebrows at Fred who shrugged. The group dispersed leaving the two adults with Belle, but they only sat a few metres away.

"Darling, what's wrong?"

"Everything is too much. Work, revision, Umbridge. There are all of these new rules that is making me feel sick."

The man sighed. This was just what he had been saying to Sirius and Madison. Belle was not going to cope well with her exams and the stress of the other factors that year. Cradling his daughter Madison and he locked eyes and she nodded in understanding. "Shall I talk to Flitwick or Dumbledore?"

"No," said Belle abruptly.

"I just needed you."

Madison patted her back gently. "Sweetie, you don't have to stay at Hogwarts. Not if it's too much."

"But what about jobs?"

"I still got jobs and I ditched before my N.E.W.Ts and look at Charlie, he did so too."

"I don't want to drop out. I just... I just need Christmas to hurry up so I can relax for a bit properly."

Fred grew impatient and couldn't stand watching from afar any longer. He sauntered up to Belle and the two adults, his face full of concern and worry for his girlfriend. "She needs to relax, Fred, she's stressing too much. You know how to de-stress and have fun more than anyone else in the world. Help her."

Fred stared at Madison with a smirk rising on his lips. "Indeed I do. I told her she needs to calm down, but she doesn't listen. She is stubborn."

"Just like her father."

"We're right here you know."

"We are well aware of that Daddy Lupin, but we are not talking to you, rather we are talking about you."  Belle giggled at her boyfriend who looked to her father like a champion. "See, I'm already helping her."

"I mean it Fred. This is the make or break deal. If you don't help her, you're toast."

"Are you going to butter me up, Daddy Lupin? Try and make me forgive you for you rudeness towards me just then?"

"... what?" Remus' face contorted in disgust and he held Belle even tighter. "I'm serious."

"I think you'll find that you, rude man, are Remus. Not Sirius."

"Why you little git!"