Without you ( George Weasley x Reader )

Chapter 12

" oh okay that's not a problem" I say softly with a sweet smile but for some reason the response that I thought was kind seems to make him look more deflated.

I let him leave and wait a few seconds until I know he's gone as I actually wanted to go in the same direction as him.

I don't see no problem going to Hogsmeade myself, it might be refreshing to sit the tea shop with a book although it's nerve wracking ordering on my own.

" alright there, pretty lady?" Fred asks me, I walk slower as they're a few miles behind me.

" where are you off to without George?" Lee asks once they're both by my side walking in the same direction as me.

I take a quick look behind them to see if he's there with them but he's not.

I shrug, " I offered him to come Zonko's with me but he turned it down" I say gently as I stroll calmly, unbothered.

They look surprised, " wouldn't expect that from him" Fred says to Lee.

" I know, he loves Zonkos" I say but I'm not hurt by George's response, sometimes on days I can't be bothered to do anything either.

" yeah that's why" Lee mumbles under his breath.

" well feel free to join us chick" Fred says.

" chick?" I repeat un-flattered.

" oh sorry" Fred chuckles, " Lee has been calling the Beauxbaton girls chicks so it sorta just slipped out"

I roll my eyes at Lee and he raises his hands innocently, " not to their face" he defends himself with.

I laugh as I follow the duo of boys, they take me to Zonko's and spend an unhealthy amount of time in there, being annoyingly indecisive.

" come onn" I whine, nearly an hour has passed and I'm hungry for cake and thirsty for tea.

" my feet hurt"

" should have put flats on then" Fred says with a smirk, watch him take longer to choose now on purpose.

I throw him a sarcastic smile and Lee is generous enough to buy Fred both of the things his was torn about.

I head into the direction of the tea shop when they walk off near the 3 Broomsticks.

" had enough of us already?" Lee asks.

" let me choose a place this time" I ask, I don't know if I can drink another butterbeer.

They both look at each other then shrug like they're not overly bothered where they eat, " fine"

I quickly clap satisfied and wait for them to join as we both walk towards the shop when Fred and Lee jump in front of the glass window panic like.

" actually I'd prefer a butterbeer" Fred says.

Lee looks behind into the glass and then covers it up some more with his body, " yeah me too, not a big fan of tea" he lies.

" you invited me to your tea party a day ago" I tell him, they only involve me, him and the twins but Lee names it as we sneak into the kitchens for snacks and make tea.

They give each other a look like for once they're speechless and almost wanting to be careful which is odd because Fred and Lee are the most reckless people I know, the kind to not care about much as you only live once.

Their arms sprawled out covering the window alongside with their bodies pressed to the glance is obviously suspicious and I wonder if this is a prank, I'm not getting any less hungry.

" move" I tell them.

" after you do" Lee says.

" yep all the way over there" Fred says, as he nods his head over to the 3 broomsticks.

" yous are being annoying" I say as I go up to them.

Their strength combined is a lot but I easily grab Fred's Zonko bag out of his hands and throw it on the ground behind me, it makes him move to chase it but I hear him gasp when he realises I can see through the glass without his half there covering it.

It's innocent but frustrating as I frown, Lee and Fred look cautious as I stare into the glass having to tear my eyes away so I don't look like a stalker.

" what a jackass!" I say loudly as I saw George having tea with Angelina, he's laughing and smiling and she's blushing.

A little part of my heart throbs like it's been punched, I think to why Fred and Lee were so eager to hide this sight and I feel like they know something I don't.

" why would he lie to me?" I ask them both.

Fred shrugs and looks lost, " maybe we've shut him out a little, he'll probably rant to us later"

" shut him out? He's the one who wants to be with-" Lee says but Fred elbows him hard in the stomach.

It's not their fault but them not telling me anything only makes me more furious, this is the kind of drama I don't want and the kind you can easily avoid if you just be alone, people only disappoint no matter how minor it is.

" urgh" I groan out frustration, Lee widens his eyes.

" warning, warning, warning" he repeats acting cool.

George seems to have caught us all as he looks at the 3 of us through the glass, once he sees us standing there he abruptly stands and makes his way outside.

" what are yous doing here?" He says worried as he joins us outside.

" it is a public place" I say answering him back.

He cheeks flush red and I don't even want to look at him, for Fred to follow me I yet again take his bag out of his hands and hold it for him whilst walking towards the 3 broomsticks.

" we won't get in your way" I say before leaving, Fred follows me and I'm thankful he does.

I keep his bag in my hands in case he runs back if I were to give it to him but as if he wasn't even thinking about it.

" do you prefer your butterbeer hot or cold?" He asks when we are in the queue.

Unlike George, he's not talking to distract me I just think he's actually forgotten what has happened as he speaks his very special mind.

" easy, cold in the summer, hot in the winter" I answer.

" wrong" he says.

" how's that wrong?"

" it just is" he shrugs, he ditches me to sit down and I order for both of us.

When I see George and Lee walk in I lose my appetite, Lee joins Fred on the table and George joins my side, I'm next to be served.

" yes I'll order for yous two" I grumble.

" no that's not what I was going to say" he says breathless.

" oh then forget it" I say waving him off, perhaps it's because I haven't ate that I reacted the way I did. It still stings but I'm already over it.

" but it wasn't a date-"

" George it's not my business what it was, it's fine" I tell him.

" but I want to go to the ball with-"

" then just ask her" I cut him off again, I suppose being friends with someone handsome will mean I'll have to get used to hearing them talk and ask about other girls.

As I order, George aggressively hits the wooden table in front of us with his knuckles before joining the others, he whispers something to Fred and Fred gets up, moving to the same side of the table as Lee as he sits next to him.