That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 3, Chapter 11- Quidditch Practice

When we are all ready we head out of the common room and head towards the door in the dungeons that leads outside. Before we go outside though we all stop and just stare at the door. "There's a dementor on the other side of this door." I say.

"There's dementors outside every door leading out to the castle. What are you gonna do? Just never leave unless its for a class?" Emma says. She pushes me towards the door. "Open it. Face your fears."

"You just want me to open it because you don't want to be the first one to go outside." I say to her. "Besides, I look like my mother, they could mistake me for her. I think you should be the first one to go."

Walter pushes past the both of us, "You people are so annoying, why do I even hang out with you." He swings open the door and steps outside, we both follow him.

"Because you love us." I say. I make the mistake of looking up above the door and am face to well... hole with the dementor. I quickly look away, grab Emma and Walters arms and drag them further away from the dementor.

"And to think. All this because my stupid cousin got himself locked away in Azkaban. I don't even know fully what he did. Uncle Lucius won't tell me anything." I say when we are far enough away from the castle.

"Wait. You don't know what he did?" Walter says, slowing his walking pace.

"Nope. Though I never really ask Uncle Lucius much questions. I just do whatever he says pretty much and only speak if I'm spoken to. Easier to live with him that way." I say shrugging my shoulders.

"He was the Potters secret keeper. Then he told someone where they were which lead to the Dark Lord finding and killing them. He also killed thirteen people with the blasting curse. I thought you would have known that." Emma says looking around Walter so she can see me.

I feel weird knowing that information, "Not surprising to be honest. That does sound like a very Black family thing to do."

Emma and Walter drop the subject. Not like there's much to say after that though. What happened happened and there's nothing anyone can do to change it. When we get to the quidditch pitch and climb up one of the big towers I can see George's face instantly light up. Thankfully it has been a rather nice September, no rain so far, and the pretty fall colours are just starting to pepper the forbidden forest.

"Oliver Wood's never going to notice me is he." Emma sighs sitting down beside Walter.

"I might be able to talk to him if you'd like me to. But he is leaving Hogwarts this so it won't really be a long romance." I say to Emma.

Emma sighs long and hard. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be fussing over boys. This year is important for learning and things."

Walter and I exchange a look. Emma and I have been best friends for five years now, and not once has she ever put schooling before the attention of boys. Never. "That's real big of you Em. I'm proud." Walter says clapping her shoulder with his hand.

"Now I can just focus on finding Walter a girlfriend. I'm sure that will be a lot easier anyways. Cause Wally's a giant." Emma says looking at Walter.

Walter looks at me, he's clearly uncomfortable with the whole situation. Then he takes a deep breath and says. "Actually, I don't really need help on the girlfriend front."

Emma stops and stares at him, even I tilt my head a little and look at him confused. "What do you mean? Do you have a secret girlfriend sneaking abouts the school?"

Walter clears his throat a bit. "Not a girlfriend no. Sort of like a boyfriend...?" he says.

Emma blinks a few times, like she's trying to restart her brain. "Alright, a boyfriend. Who is it?" She says smiling at him.

Walter looks like someone just gave him a million galleons. "Not technically my boyfriend yet, but we have been spending a little more time together recently. Took a page out of Violet's book and started seeing him after curfew."

Emma and I both shriek. I knew that Walter was gay, he told me last year, then I told him I' bisexual. Very adorable moment honestly. But this, sneaking around with a boy. This is news to me. "Alright now you have to tell us who it is!" I say to him.

Walter is fully blushing now but his smile falters a little. "I want to. I really want to but he's not out yet and I don't want to do that to him. That's kind of why we've been sneaking about. So that no one sees us together. That and I don't want to be completely destroyed by the boys in my dorm. Merlin knows they'd bully me. More so than they do now."

Emma nods, "I completely understand. You know. I never thought of that. Dating the same gender as me. I mean, boys are such a waste, no offense Wally, but girls... they seem so much more in tune with their emotions."

"Have you ever looked at a girl and felt the same way you do when you look at boys?" I ask her.

Emma pauses for a moment to think, "No I guess not. Which is a shame really because liking boys is the worst thing, again, no offense Wally dear."

"None taken Em." Wally says smiling. "Look Vi, your boy is doing tricks." Walter juts his chin forward at the practicing quidditch players.

Sure enough George is soaring around the pitch doing spins and completely showing off. I holler and clap and Emma and Walter join in cheering and whistling. When George notices that he's getting the attention he obviously wanted he stops and focuses his attention back on his quidditch captain.

"He's really that desperate for your attention huh?" Emma says to me.

"Cut him some slack, we haven't seen each other like at all since the first day of school." I reply, my eyes trailing George as he and Fred start hitting a bludger back and forth.

"What do you mean haven't seen each other at all? He's in nearly all your classes." Walter says his eyes flicking from the quidditch players to us.

"Like, it hasn't been just us in a while. I love you all don't get me wrong but its always me, George, and Fred. Or me, George, and you Em. Or its all of us getting together and practicing magic with the rest of our year. And I love those moments I really do. But school is really the only time we actually get to be together, cause when summer hits we stop talking except for a few written messages late at night."

The studying with the rest of our year thing has become the norm. Every Tuesday and Friday night, nearly all the fifth years meet up in classroom 6B, drink some booze that someone stole from their parents or their older sibling mailed to them and we practice charms and do our homework and listen to music. Asking questions when we need to, so all of us actually pass our OWLs.

"Hang out with him tomorrow. I promise we won't bother you." Walter says.

I take a deep breath, "I can't though. We have that Herbology composition due Tuesday and I still haven't finished my first draft."

"How's about you and George just do it together? Find a quiet corridor or a secluded corner of the library. Two birds one stone." Emma says. "I'll even help you do your make up so you look stunning. But you might want to wash and brush your hair. I mean seriously I think there are pixies living in that thing." She takes a lock of my very messy, and very long hair in her fingers and holds it up.

"Oi" I snatch my hair back from Emma and she laughs, "Do you know how long it takes me to wash and dry this shit?"

"If you start now, you'll be ready to go to the library tomorrow."