The 5 Musketeers

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This book is going to end ~soon~

I think I only have a few more chapters left!

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One week.

I've been avoiding Fred Weasley for one long week.

It's hard since we're supposed to be friends and close to each other. I've never been more thankful for having so much homework- I've been using that as an excuse.

"Miles- hurry up! You should be packed by now!" Hermione said barging into my dormitory.

"Packed?" I tilted my head in a confused manner. The gang was in the common room playing games and I made another excuse to avoid being around Fred.

"Miles! We're staying with the Weasleys over the holidays! Did you forget?" she asked and I froze.

Fuck- I forgot.

"No- I just had a lot of homework," I lied and cringed. She always knew when I was lying.

"Yeah, right. You were so excited over the summer- stop lying and help me pack your stuff," she said with a stern tone and I got out of my bed.

"Something wrong?" she asked me, watching me pack my things.

"Nope- I'm fine," I denied a bit too quickly.

"Sure," she said with a skeptical tone.

"I'll tell you later," I assured her and prayed that she would forget. She nodded and threw a few bras to me that I caught with ease.

I haven't told anyone about my talk with Adrian and I don't expect to. This whole week I kept to myself and I barely socialized.

"Here- all packed. We leave tomorrow morning," Hermione said and rolled my suitcase near my bed so I wouldn't forget it.

"Thanks, Mione," I said and she goes to leave but I stop her, "Wait- can we talk?"

"Of course we can," she says and we cuddle up together with my many fuzzy blankets- like how we do when we needed to have a talk with each other. We used to do this back when we got bullied for being muggle-borns. It felt like it's been forever since we last cuddled together to have a talk.

I told her about my small kiss with Fred, running away from him, talking to Adrian, and how fucked up I feel. She didn't like the curse words I used but didn't lecture me this time. 

"Miles," she breathed once I finished.

I felt weak and vulnerable.

This is what love does to you, I guess.

"I think I'm bi too... I don't fucking know." I covered my face with my hands.

"I like girls- like I'm attracted to them- I can't ignore that," I said slowly and she nodded understanding.

"Well, I'll always support you- and I'm sure they will too," she said referring to our parents & our friends.

"I hope," I mumbled under my breath.

"Wait- Mione," I said all of a sudden. We were sitting in silence for about a few minutes, both of us doing some deep thinking.

"I think I'm ready to come out."