While standing to the side, someone taps me on the shoulder, which has me turn to look at the person, George, who gives me a little smile upon seeing me. He seems a little sad, though. I wonder why "You look lovely, Pebble's", he tells me as I roll my eyes at that statement, "is that all you are going to say, George?" I answer as he chuckles at my point. That I am asking, "Where's your date?" I ask, looking around the room for her, but when my eyes come to Fred, he is sitting with two girls. Angelica is not looking impressed at the moment on Fred.
He seems to be pissed about something. His eyes then come to mine, which has me to look away back to George who smiles his little smile that I love the twins for, "you left her with your brother" I tell him as I look at George in disbelief that he would do such a thing to the poor girl, "she will be fine" he answers as he looks over to the Drumstag who is making his way over yet again with the drinks he was getting for us, "enjoy yourself Pebble's" George tells me before taking my hand in his squeezing it and then letting it go leaving me there making me tilt my head while he heads back over to his brother and their dates, "who was that?" my date asks as I look up at him a little in shock on him getting back so quickly, "one of my best friends" I tell him as he looks to me as I turn my eyes back to George sitting down next to Fred, "I would of loved to say hello" Henry tells me as I look up at him smiling, "next time" I say to him as he looks down at me as I turn away from the direction that the twins are to look at the dance floor, "come on lets go dance" Henry says as I look to him placing the drinks down to then take my hand leading me over to the dance floor without me even saying a thing on this, is he trying to take my mind off all this. Henry spins me around as I laugh a little, loving the feeling.
It was like flying on the dance floor, and I had never felt anything like this in my life, only when I was a baby with Hagrid taking me to the Dursley's. Once the heavy music was put on, I left the hall wishing for some air to leave my date dancing with a girl that I could care less about, which makes me breathe in when standing outside looking up at the moon with the snow falling lightly, feeling quite content on this place never finding error on being at this school only when something is harmful towards my brother and myself it seems. While holding out a hand for snowflakes to fall on my open palm, someone puts a jacket on my shoulders.
I look a little at the person who is Fred, making me smile lightly at him being here. I turn back to the snow while watching the clouds, "where's Angelica?" I ask as I look towards the moon with it glowing in the shadows, "dancing with George", Fred answers, which had me nod at that feeling that the love I have for him will never reach because he has feelings for Angelica Johnson or some other girl. He always sees me as a little girl who is best friends with his brother, "you look beautiful tonight", Fred comments, which had me look up at him at those words as my heart sped up at his compliment, wanting to stay with this feeling forever, "you look nice in that suit" I answer with a bit of blush looking away while I draw his jacket around me more from the cold that is edging at my skin, "Lillian...." Fred was beginning to say, "Yes, Fred?" I question, turning to him as he looks at me, gulping.
Why is he stuck on words now of all times? Before another word could be said, I heard Hermione and Ron going at it again, which is never good, "He's using you." Ron tells Hermione as I winch at that, looking to Fred on his brother, who shrugs his shoulders at his idiotic brother, "How dare you! Besides, I can take care of myself." Hermione answers back as we are watching them exit the great hall, making me suspect they look like a married couple the way they are arguing in front of everyone, "Doubt it. He's way too old." Ron tells her as I look at Fred, who I am crushing over, and yet there is the distance in age, but I've known him since I was 11 years old, which made more history behind us, hoping sometime, in the beginning, we will have something extraordinary, "What? What? That's what you think?" Hermione looks to be in hysterics now on the treatment from Ronald Weasley, who I wish to punch.
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Lillian Potter and the Goblet of Fire (fourth book to Lillian Potter)
FanfictionAnother year has come with her friends but something is coming in the ways of the dark lord and also in the ways of Lillian's love life.
