The Moon and Mars (Fred Weasley x Reader) [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 18

Seeing as the previous day had been a Saturday, I spent the next day in my room, not once leaving to go outside (other than to use the loo).

I sighed as I turned myself around in my bed.  I heard my stomach rumble and thought it would be wise to get up once and for all and get something to eat.

As I sat in the Great Hall alone, enjoying a bit of dinner's leftovers I'd snuck from the kitchen, I felt someone sit next to me.

"Hey there, love."

"Hi George."  I replied melancholically.

"Was it that bad?"

I looked up at him, "Worse."

"I haven't seen Fred cry in a while."

I gulped, "Surprise!  Men have emotions."

"You know it's not as easy for us to show them.  He was really hurt."

"Well then that's his fault."  I snapped.

"He knows.  That's why he's upset."

"Don't be ridiculous.  He loves seeing me like this."

"He hates it."  He said, "It may not seem like it, but he hates it more than anything in the world.  I'm his brother, I know."

"Then why does he keep hurting me?"

"He doesn't mean to," George reasoned, "It's hard."

"Well it's a lot harder for the person on the other end of the stick."

George sighed, but it seemed like he had nothing left to say.  Instead, he patted my back before getting up to leave.

I buried my head in my hands.  I couldn't stand the situation I was in.  Of course I wanted to forgive Fred, but how would he learn his lesson if I did so easily?  He'd just think that he'd be able to say or do whatever he wants with me and get away with it no matter what.  He had to know that I wasn't that easy.

But I couldn't help myself, I just wanted to go back to him and throw myself into his arms and tell him that everything was okay.  But it wasn't.  And I didn't know when they would be.

If he could just give me a reason.  A reason to forgive him.  All I wanted was one measly reason.

Ten days, I thought.  I'll give him ten days to redeem himself.  If he can't do it by then, then he's not worth the trouble.

It was the 15th of February by then.  Surely by the 25th he'd come around.

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I attended my classes as normal for the next few days, three to be exact.  I had not gotten so much as a glimpse of Fred in those three days.  He was just as good at pursuing me as he was at avoiding.  Had it not been for the fact that George was an inside source to Fred's life, I would have been concerned by his absence.  George just insisted that Fred was very busy, but I knew he was bluffing.  All I needed to know was that he was fine.  He didn't do anything to himself, and that's all that mattered.  I wasn't happy with him, but I would never wish for anyone to be hurt like that.

I found myself speaking to Ron for the first time since our breakup, and from the looks of it, it seemed that Ron didn't know about Fred and I's fight.

"Mum was wondering if you'd like to stay for Easter Holiday."

I looked around nervously, but before I could answer, Ron began speaking once more.

"Actually, that wasn't a question.  You're staying with us for Easter."

"Pardon?"

"Your parents wrote to mine, said they've got a really important business trip that week, and we offered to keep you with us for break."

"It's a really nice gesture, Ron, and I appreciate your mother for it, but I can't stay with you guys."

"Why not?"

"I'll be a nuisance!"

"No you won't."  He laughed, "Maybe to Fred...  Hey, have you spoken to him recently?  He seems really troubled for some reason."

"I haven't."  I fibbed.

"Alright then, well, you're going to stay with us no matter what.  It'll be fun."

"Thanks, Ron."

"Don't thank me, thank my mum!"

I waved goodbye to Ron as he hurriedly ran over to sit with his friends in the Great Hall.  I decided to take a stroll in the courtyard in the meantime, and wrap my head around everything.

I hadn't even begun to make up with Fred, and now I'd have to spend an entire week with him?

And although it was a long time until Easter Break, which gave Fred and I plenty of time to apologize to each other, it also gave us plenty of time to get into another big fight.  Putting Fred and I in the same house for seven days was a recipe for disaster.

I sat down on a nearby bench, and then I saw him for the first time.  Across from me, Fred sat next to a small tree, looking down at his feet.  He was such a social person, but right now he was all alone.

He looked up and made eye contact with me.

Please say something, Fred.

I miss you so incredibly much.  You have no idea.

But he only shrugged and looked down. I didn't want to be there anymore.  I got up and left.

Days four and five. Nothing.

Days six and seven. Nothing.

Day eight.

Nothing.

Two more days.

A/N: I did not expect this chapter to be so short, but the next few ones are a bit lengthy and I'm sure they'll make up for this one!