Age of Mischief ~ George Weasley [Harry Potter] Fanfic

Potter - Weasley Love Triangle

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

I stare at my twin brother and he doesn't make eye contact. I try to keep myself under control.

"Do you love me?" Fred mutters, obviously to Bethany. I look at her and more tears slip out of her eyes.

"I ... I d-don't k-know..." She stammers, looking at me, frightened. I pull her into a hug and Fred looks down.

"This is why you ..." I start and Fred nods.

"I realised I loved Bethany the night you guys were talking about trying to cheer me up..." He says glumly. I look down at the love of my life and she gently pulls away.

"How is this going to work? This strange love triangle?" She mutters, not looking at either of us. I frown, not understanding.

"What do you mean?" Fred asks slowly and Bethany sighs.

"This isn't fair on any of us. You both love me and I love the both of you." She says in a rush and I step back.

"What have you two do-" I start but Fred intterupts me.

"You love me?" He says disbelievingly and Bethany grimaces.

"Keep up." She says.

"What have you two done?" I demand and Bethany looks at Fred.

"I've kissed her ... but she always pulled away." He mutters.

"How many times?"

"Twice."

"When?" I ask again and Fred sighs.

"The night we saw you and Angelina and .... today." I stare at my brother, shocked.

"YOU KISSED TODAY?!" I shout and Bethany jumps. She looks between Fred and I, looking scared again.

"LIKE I SAID, SHE PULLED AWAY BOTH TIMES! SHE LOVES YOU!" Fred yells back, the pain obvious. "She loves you." He says gently, looking into Bethany's eyes. He reaches out, and gently caresses her face for a small moment, before shrugging and walking away. I look at Bethany and she looks at me.

"I'm sorry." She whispers softly. I try to smile and hug her again.

"I don't think any one has to be sorry."

"I'm sorry about earlier, though. When we were keeping this from you."

"He kissed you..." I say gently and Bethany stiffens.

"Yes." She says worriedly.

"Did you like it?"

"George, are you seriously asking this?"

"Bethany, I am seriously asking this." I reply and she frowns.

"I don't really know." She says after some thought. "It ... Wasn't much different ... But it just felt wrong."

"You said you love him." She looks up at me and bites her lip.

"I think so." She says heavily. I turn away from her and wipe my eyes with my sleeve, trying not to let Bethany see the tears in my eyes. She puts her hand on my arm and I take a deep, shaking breath. She gently turns me around and I shake my head, looking down and trying hard not to cry.

"Georgie..." She says softly and gently takes my hand. She leads us to the Room of Requirement and I glance around slightly. It isn't very big, but the is a nice looking sofa, and some nice music playing quietly. I look at Bethany and some food appears on the coffee table net to the sofa. She looks at me and shrugs.

"We need somewhere to relax." She says and I smile slightly. I look down again and concentrate on not crying. Bethany takes us over to the sofa and sits down. I mindlessly follow her actions and I wipe my eyes again. Bethany gently strokes my face and I look away from her.