One and Only 3 ; George Weasley

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"They've healed up nice, haven't they?" Luke asked, a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips as he rubbed his fingers over the two burn marks on my skin. "How long ago was it? A few weeks, perhaps?"

He flicked his eyes up to mine and I simply nodded. I didn't trust him. Especially not when he had a cigarette.

"Okay." He breathed and leaned back against his seat, watching me with pure obsession in his eyes. "Now tell me why you cut yourself."

"Wha— I'm not comfortable with that."

"Well that's too bad. I'm afraid you've got no choice, darling." He told me as he tilted his head. He removed the cigarette from his lips and exhaled the smoke in my direction. "You know. I would really appreciate it if you just told me. Maybe I can help. I don't want a girlfriend who cuts her self. It's pathetic and if people find out... I can't have people thinking I'm with someone who's that pathetic, can I?"

I didn't respond.

"Can I, Genevieve?"

"I guess not." I muttered.

"Speak up." He hissed. "How many fucking times do I have to tell you?!"

"I guess not." I repeated a little louder and a smile spread across his face.

"Wasn't so hard, was it?" He asked as he inhaled sharply to get the smoke into his lungs.

Disgusting.

"You know that's unhealthy, right?" I asked and immediately facepalmed internally. Why could I never keep my mouth shut?

Luke looked at me and laughed as he leaned forwards. He removed the cigarette from between his lips and exhaled the smoke straight into my face.

"Is that so?" He asked. He was so close to me and I was so scared.

Please don't burn me.

"Here." he said and turned the cigarette around, motioning for me to grab it.

"No."

"Here."

My hand was shaking as I reached out and grabbed the cigarette between my fingers. He watched me as I gently placed it between my lips. I inhaled but immediately started coughing and Luke simply laughed, taking the cigarette back, continuing to smoke it.

"You're such a wuss." he said, the smile never fading from his face and his eyes never leaving my face. "We are going to have so much fun when you come visit."

Oh fuck.

I had completely forgot about that. I was forced to visit him during the vacation. God only know what he would do if I stayed away. I sighed as I reached into my bag and pulled out my notebook and a pen. I sat back against the wall, pulling my feet up on the seat as I rested the notebook against my thighs.

Whatever happens
Even when everything's down
I'ma stand tall
I'ma stand tall

Yeah. Adding that sounded right. Maybe if I were too focused on my songwriting, I would forget time and be in London soon. Away from Luke until the twenty-sixth when I had to go stay with him.

I gotta keep on dreaming
Cause I gotta catch that feeling

Whatever happens
Even if I'm the last standing
I'ma stand tall
I'ma stand tall

Right now
I'm loving every minute
Hands down
Can't let myself forget it, no
Cause everything is rushing in fast
Keep holding on ne

The book was ripped out of my hands and I immediately tried reaching it but Luke sat with it and scrolled through the pages, a grin on his face. A grin that showed how ridiculous he found it.

"You're writing songs?" he laughed. "And just as I thought you couldn't get more pathetic."

"Give it back." I demanded and almost grabbed it when he then stood up. I followed and jumped to get it as he held it in the air. "Please give it back."

"Why?" he asked, opening it again above the both of us so he could read a page while I still couldn't reach it. "I lose my way and it's not too long before you point it out. I cannot cry because I know that's weakness in your eyes?"

I felt my throat tighten as he read the song I had written about him only a few days ago. I finally found the inspiration and the energy to write so I just simply wrote all my feelings down and it turned into a song about this thing between him and I.

"Who's this about, Vivi?"

"No one."

He continued to read.

"I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh, every day of my life. My heart can't possibly break when it wasn't even whole to start with."

He looked at me. "Who is it about?"

I didn't get to reply before the book was snatched out of his hand. I looked past him while he turned around and there he was. Simon.

"I don't believe that belongs to you." he said as he looked at Luke. "It's not very polite to take other people's things, don't you agree? Especially when she doesn't look like someone who wants you reading it."

Simon closed the book and wrapped the string that was attached to it, around it to keep it secure.

"Mind your own business you little–"

"What?" Simon interrupted, raising his eyebrows at him. "What were you going to say, Parkinson? Were you gonna call me an ape again like the racist you are or were you going to call me a blood traitor?"

Luke called him an ape?

Simon turned to me and offered a comforting smile, waving the book in front of him. "Is it okay if I hold onto this? I know he's just going to take it from you again once I leave."

I nodded.

"Do you wanna stay here or come with me? I'm heading down to sit with Lexi, Victoire and Harvey."

"No it's okay." I nodded and he smiled in response before glancing at Luke, the smile dropping completely. Then he continued down the aisle and Luke closed the door before turning to him.

"You're gonna pay for that traitor's mistake."

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Don't worry everyone. George will know something in the next chapter.