Written In The Stars IV -[Harry Potter xF!Oc]

Chapter Six: Into the Woods.

"Tell us, Lady," Fred said, handing a cup of hot chocolate to her. "How does it feel to be the silly one for the first time in your life?"

"What are you talking about?" She grinned, making room for him to sit next to her. 

"You said it was a stupid bet," He explained. "We won."

"I feel quite alright, thank you," She raised a brow. "Beginners luck, that's what this is. Let's make this time the first and last, okay? I'd hate to see you losing all you have on stupid bets."

"We were only trying to win a bit of money so we could restock our shop."

"I hope you find a way to keep it safe," She sighed. "I love your Mum, but you deserve a chance..."

"Don't worry about it, Mum's always angry about something, we're used to it by now... Harry's been having a rough day, hasn't he?"

"Why?"

"First Cedric being all friendly with you–"

"He was being polite–"

"–And now he's been glaring at me all afternoon," Fred continued, unbothered. "I'm telling you this in the kindest way possible, just tell him already."

"Tell him what?" She hid her face behind the cup, feigning innocence.

"That you like him," Fred rolled his eyes, "C'mon, look at him! He looks miserable!"

Harry was indeed looking at them, but it was hard to read his expression. When he noticed her staring, he turned quickly towards Ron and Bill.

"Maybe he's just upset because..." She shook her head. "I've been hiding things, that's all."

"Yes, exactly," Fred insisted. "Your feelings being right at the top of the list."

"You don't know shit!" Mel hissed quietly, losing her temper. "Don't even think about going around telling everyone that I like Harry!"

"Hey, keep the knives out of this!" Fred pushed his chair away. "I'm just trying to help!"

"You're not helping!" She looked around the table to make sure no one was listening. "Don't worry about me, okay? Harry's fine, and I'm even better."

"Sure..." He frowned.

There was a loud thud that cause her to jump. Ginny had fallen asleep and accidentally dropped her mug, spilling hot chocolate everywhere. Mr. Weasley took this as their queue to go to bed, cleaning the mess and sending the girls to their tent, Emily going with them. Mel climbed to her bunk bed, her mind still thinking of what Fred had said. She couldn't pretend anymore. For the first time, she had the feeling that maybe what her friends were telling her was true, maybe Harry liked her. 

If that was the case though, then what about Cho? She could see it, whenever Harry looked at the Ravenclaw, she could see that he liked her. Could he be crushing on both girls? Was that even possible? She only liked Harry... But that was wrong too! She couldn't like Harry! Their friendship was the longest she'd ever had and she couldn't risk it. She just couldn't. Not even... not even if Harry liked her back. 

They were just confused, Harry and her. They were young, and didn't have enough experiences to be sure that their feelings were real, throwing all he meant to her away for a silly crush? Not in a million years.

She'd barely managed to fall asleep when someone shoved her agressively out of bed. Mel scrambled to her feet and looked around, her eyes trying to focus on the person standing in front of her.

"Mum?" She grumbled. "What's goin' on..?"

"Put on your shoes and get your wand," Her mother demanded. "Don't leave the group."