The Only One (George Weasley Love Story)

Happy Happy Birthday

So I dedicate this chapter to all of you for sticking by this story and to whoever made cry with the battle chapters! I hope you enjoy this chapter! :)

*Freya's POV*

I breathed in the fresh air and couldn't help but smile, the only trees around here were the few oaks that lined the street as I walked pass the white fence and knocked on the door.

"Who is-Freya?!" I was looking at a gruffer version of my friend Tyler as he stared at me in disbelief.

"Hey Ty," I grinned, he looked at me stunned, his face was paling as he stepped closer. "You look like you've seen a ghost or something."

"Y-y-you disappeared....everyone thought that you were kidnapped or died," Tyler whispered as he pulled me into a hug.

I chuckled, "I'm so sorry, Everything just happened in a rush. There was no time to explain or anything."

"You disappeared for months!" he slapped my shoulder and started cursing me, "I should hex you where you stand right now!"

"I'd think twice before doing that," George commented as he pulled out his wand from beside me.

"I did leave a note," I stated lamely, Tyler scowled.

Tyler fixed his sweatshirt and nodded at George, "I was so worried, my parents were worried, and everyone from school was worried when you stopped showing. I even went to your apartment and the landlord said you were just gone, I even tried to send an owl! But it never found you. I looked through all your things for like a clue or something....Where have you been?!"

I glanced at George who shook his head slightly as he stood next to me, "oh, I was up and about!" Tyler gripped my arms, I sighed and rubbed my neck, "far away."

Tyler shot an accusing glance at George, "Do you not realize the hell you put me through by vanishing?"

I looked down at my feet, George coughed from behind me. "It wasn't like she meant to, it was a last minute thing." Tyler glared at him, growing to his full height as his fists clenched, even at his full height George still towered over him, "if you really actually cared about Freya like you've pretended to, then you would've noticed the very obvious state that she was in before we ever arrived, If it weren't for me-"

"You think you're such a saint for making a girl smile?" Tyler laughed, crossing his arms as George's expression darkened.

"You think you're such a saint for doing absolutely nothing to help a girl get over her family? My brother and I brought Freya to that cemetery, we stood by her as she finally spoke what she was feeling. What she needed to get off her chest so that she could move on. We did that for her! While you just let her waste away, some friend you pretend to be."

"You want a fight? Is that what you're trying to do?"

I placed a restraining hand on George's arm as he  moved closer to Tyler, the sudden tension was so thick that I wished Fred had come with us. Although I think Fred would've made this a touch worse.

"Guys, please stop," I pleaded.

"No Freya I'm not done. He thinks he can be this pushy over you coming with us, but he's the one who fucked up. He was allowing you to starve yourself like you were, he was alright with you being a walking shell of yourself. Freya needed help and you just ignored her, but now you're worried?! Come off it you tosser, you never cared about her."

"George! That's enough" he looked at me, his face was red and he was glaring as he held his wand. He took a slow breath as he looked at me, his features softening.