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George's POV
The past week was quite possibly the most miserable I felt since the start of term. Not only had I witnessed Calista being with the one person I wished I hadn't seen her with, not talking or being around her for that long of a time had me feeling out of sorts.
Although I felt I had every right to be upset with her, something just didn't sit right. Whether it was some sick joke she had been playing at all along, or she truly did still have feelings for that git, I found it hard to look at her—which is why I avoided her gaze altogether, making whatever encounters we did have with each other, short and impersonal.
Though she still spent her time with us at the Gryffindor table, we were all so busy with completing final assignments before the Holidays, that neither of us had much of a chance to talk to one another anyways. Now that the others had become accustomed and quite friendly with her, it seemed as though she also began to avoid my presence, as she spent most of her time around them now.
Although the tension only grew between us, she had still made the decision to come along to the Burrow for the next two weeks off.
"Hurry up," Oliver now said, pushing me from behind as we all made our way down the train's corridor to get a compartment.
As we had just found an empty one, the six of us, including Calista, walked in and began to take our seats. Before she could manage to sit down, Percy's head popped through our compartment door, and directed his words at her.
"Warrington," he spoke, with a pompous attitude. "The new prefects are meant to be monitoring the corridors along with us until everyone's settled down." She rolled her eyes at his words, but complied as she headed out the doors, our eyes meeting very briefly for a moment.
"You two have been awfully quiet this past week," Andy now spoke up, as she hooked her arm around Oliver's.
"It's nothing," I stated rather grimly, as I now turned to my twin standing by the compartment doors, looking distracted as he glanced in each direction for someone.
"What're you doing?" I asked, giving him a weird look as he continued to peer out the doors.
"Nothing...I'll be back in a bit, I just need to find someone," Fred said, now exiting the compartment, as I had no idea who he was looking for.
Calista's POV
As I now made my way down the corridors of the train, not really caring or paying much attention to what the other students were up to, George's words from last week lingered in my mind rather unpleasantly. Each time the scene played out in my head, the more his words stung at the fact that I was nothing more to him as I was to Adrian.
As much as I used to fawn over Adrian and have high hopes for him in changing his mind about me, George truly had me fooled these past few months; although, I had a hard time understanding why he had seemed so adamant in talking to me about something the other week.
After hearing these harsh words come from him, I had done my best to avoid him; although now I couldn't help but feel like I should try to get some answers out of him.
"Oh...hey Calista." As I had been distracted with my thoughts, I now looked up to see the Ravenclaw girl from the library last week, about to walk into an empty compartment, stopping as she saw me.
"Oh, uh hey...Rowan, right?" I asked, as she gave me a quick nod. "Thanks, for the other week by the way," I said, now giving her a small smile.
"No problem. I felt bad for just leaving like that but Fr—I mean your friend seemed to know what he was doing." As I let out a small chuckle at her slip up, she attempted to further the conversation. "So, did everything turn up all right then? I mean...whatever it is you were upset about?"
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Flames of Eternity // George Weasley
FanfictionWARNING: THERE WILL BE A LOT OF INTENSE 18+ SMUT SCENES! (+ depictions of consensual sex, violence, crude language, mature themes, etc...) Calista Warrington, a Slytherin Muggleborn who has kept her blood status a secret her whole life, begins to de...