The Confession || George Weasley

Scene 15-Detention

*Anne's Prov*

What in Salazar's name got into me, that I had done this? I'm supposed to not like him and not help him doing his homework. I sigh when I make my way back to the common room. See, he doesn't want your company for too long, after all he said it himself. Merlin, I let go a groan in frustration, how could I have been so dumb by thinking he wants me next to him after all that happened.

I take a deep breath and run a hand through my hair. I just helped him in a subject that I really like, nothing else and it looked like he needed this help. You did something good, that's all that matters for now. Who am I kidding? I'm making a complete fool out of myself. He told you to go. Accept it, he isn't interested in you any longer.

Was he even interested in first place? He clearly annoyed the hell out of me and- what if all of this was just a game. I stop and it hits me, what if he just wants to make a fool out of myself? No way, you are overthinking again. I start to move again. He was just trying to be nice with you, trying to be kind with you.

I close my eyes, I could collide with the wall any given moment that's how frustrated I feel. Why does it upset me that much, that he sent me away? Shouldn't I be happy about it? However, the better question would be, shouldn't I be happy in general. But I'm not. Maybe that's why I tried to hold on something that calmed me. Oddly, this whole situation calmed me. As if it was the most normal thing to do in the world.

I open my eyes again and turn around the corner, looking out for any prefects or professors. Why is it that in just matters of weeks my whole life is turned upside down? At the beginning of this school year, everything seemed fine, everyone left me alone, no one recognized me, it was fine, quiet, like always. Now one bad thing after the other seems to follow and it slowly takes over.

I'm officially done with myself. I don't want to hear me any longer. I can't stand my thoughts and myself any more right now, I just want to close my eyes and forget for once that I have the ability to think. I'm so lost in thought that I didn't even realize that I walked past my common room. I sigh and turn around again.

I say the password and go inside, straightly heading towards my room. As I change out of my clothes I look at the others, that sleep peacefully in their beds, unaware of my presence. I climb into my bed and close the curtains around me. I close my eyes, feeling tired and exhausted, yet my mind won't let me sleep. It wasn't until the early morning hours I managed to get some sleep.

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*George's Prov*

We currently sit at the benches and watch the Gryffindors train. They are even worse than expected, they are screwed without us. Fred flinches beside me, when Alicia got hit so hard by a quaffle that she almost fell from her broom.

"They won't win that game tomorrow, they are too bad as a team," he says. 

I nod. But what are we supposed to do? We aren't allowed to play and we can't help much. We would just make the situation worse than better. 

"We should go," I say: " I can't look at that any longer." 

Just when Ron let another quaffel through one of the rings we stand up and go back to the castle. 

"Why is Ginny so good?," Fred suddenly ask the question we both had. 

"And Ron so bad you mean?," I look to him.

"I'm not saying he is bad, he is actually very good if he's confident enough. Just that as soon as someone watches him, he suddenly doesn't know how to fly a freaking broom. I'm sure the Slytherin's will sing their little song again in the game tomorrow and it's safe to say we will lose."