Mixed Emotions (Falling for Fred) REDONE!!!

So, the more I thought, the more I decided I needed to do this now.
Prepare for changes!!!!!
I DO NOT OWN THE IDEA OF HARRY POTTER OR THE CHARACTERS! THEY WERE CREATED BY J.K. ROWLING!!!

Chapter 1

Chapters 1-3

by: Dance
As I was sitting on the couch in the Gryffindor common room with Harry, Ron, Hermoine, Ginny, Fred, and George, I couldn't stop thinking about George's lips. They were so perfect, so close, but so not leaning towards mine. I snuggled closer to him and he sighed contently.
"Ugh! Would the two of you get a room?!" Ron said with a disgusted look.
"Oh Ron, you're just jeolous! Too bad your secret love Hermoine won't even sit by you!" George said.
"Shut up, George!" Hermoine yelled and blushed. "We're not even going out!"
"Yeah, shut up!" Ron yelled with his cheeks matching his hair.
"Whatever,"George said and then he kissed me passionatley, sweetly, and for so long that I had to stop for air. Though something caught my eye.
It was Fred.
He was looking down at the ground and he looked really uncomfortable. He looked like that a lot lately. He caught my eye and forced a fake smile.
"Georgie, it's getting late. I should be getting to bed," I said to get myself out of the awkward situation.
"Oh Micks, babe, don't start that yet," George said kissing my cheek and down my jawline. He really was tempting. But, the look on Fred's face told me that something was wrong.
"Really, I need to go." I responded, gently pulling away.
"Okay hun. I'll walk you to your dorm." George said helping me off his lap.
We walked out of the room with his arm around me and my arms around his waist.
"Georgie," I said when we were almost to my dorm, "Is everything okay with your brother?"
"Ron's fine."
"No, your other brother."
"Well I think Bill's fine. So is Charlie. And Percy is good... for Percy, that is."
"No, Fred!"
"Why? He's always with us. You would know if something was up."
"Well, I know. I was just checking."
"Aww, worried about my family, love?"
I smiled and stuck my tounge out at him. He kissed me goodnight and I entered the dormitory, trying to find my brush and pajamas. I got dressed and brushed my long, curly, red hair, and then continued to get into bed. Pulling the covers up to my chin, I settled down and thought about George.....and Fred.
I could never understand him. Ever since George had asked me to be his girlfriend, Fred rarely spoke to me. He never chimed in any conversations when George and I were involved. I pushed the strange thought out of my head and closed my eyes.
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In my dream, I was looking into the eyes of a red-headed boy and we were walking through a snow covered forest, holding hands. Somehow, I felt like I was dancing on air. I felt like I could fly to the moon. Touch the stars. Feel the galaxy. But I didn't want to. I wanted to stay right here next to him.
He was the perfect boy for me.
I was in love with him. A love that could handle anything.
Then a problem occured. I looked to the other side and realized that my other hand was being held by the first boy's identical twin and both twins were smiling at me. I had the same feeling.
I was in love.
But one love was a brotherly love and the other a true and deep love. The problem was, which love belonged to whcih twin and who was which twin.
I was so confused that I could feel my head throbbing. My chest ached and my stomach churned. Why did this have to be so difficult?!
I guessed the twins weren't aware of each other. I looked, confused, at one boy then the other. I looked forward and tried not to gaze into their amazing eyes. They both leaned in and each kissed me on either cheek.

I woke up confused and hot. I was so hot I was panting.
"Micki," Agelina asked me in a worried tone. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing! I'm-I'm terribly cold. I'm going down to the common room to warm up by the fire." It wasn't a lie. I had woken up hot but I quickly started shivering.
"Well, okay?"
I quickly and quietly crept down to the common room. Someone was on the couch. I quickly recognized his bright red hair.Without turning around, he said "Hey Micki." The voice sent shivers down my spine. And I knew immediatley that it wasn't George.
"Oh, hey Fred." I said, awkwardly.
"What are you doing down here?"
"I had a bad dream."
"Well," He turned around to look at me."Do you want to tell me about it?"
I just stood there and burst into hot, stinging tears.
"Hey, it's okay! It was just a dream." He stepped forward and hugged me. It was a friendly hug, like so many before it. But a deep part of me wanted more. The greed that I had learned from my family earned for both twins and I wrapped my arms around his waist and put my head against his chest. He led me over to the couch and he sat down and I sat next to him and leaned on his shoulder, still crying. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my arms.
"It's okay, Micki." He said comfortingly.
"No, it's not okay. I just.....I don't know what to do. This can't be happening." I said, half angry and half sad. I didn't tell him what I was talking about but he seemed to know.
Fred and I heard a noise that sounded like someone was coming down the steps. I knew what was happening. We tried to seperate, but it was too late. I hoped that whoever was coming would mistake Fred for George. But just my luck, it was Ginny. She could tell her brothers apart by the tiniest details.
"Micki? Fred?"She asked, shocked and confused.
"Goodness Ginny, can't you tell your own brothers apart? I'm George!" Fred was an amazing liar but he couldn't fool Ginny.
"Don't lie to me!"Ginny said, looking angry.
"Ginny please," I started to say, pleading with her. "Nothing happened. You don't need to-"
I was cut off by Ron and Hermione coming downstairs, followed by Harry.
"What is all the noise?" Ron asked then stared at us. "Fred."
Fred and I realized then that we were stil very, very close. We struggled to get away from each other but they had seen us already. I was very grateful that George was a heavy sleeper.
"Micki! Fred! How could you? Poor George!" Ron glared at us with a look of disgust.
"Come on guys," Ginny said to Harry, Ron and, Hermione. "Let's leave them to their privacy." They walked up the stairs, leaving Fred and I alone. I looked into his eyes and he looked back at me.
Then I got up and ran to my dorm, my heart aching.

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