***A/N*** hey guys! This is going to be part one of two Ophelia POVs! The next bit should be up either suuuuper late tonight (where I am in the world lol) or tomorrow sometime. I was going to put it all in one chapter but if I did that then it would be like a 10k word chapter and that's a lot of text. Okay, that's it for now, I'll see you soon!
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LESBIAN LOVER- hey darling
LESBIAN LOVER- morning Ophelia darling
LESBIAN LOVER- Ophelia
LESBIAN LOVER- Ophelia it's noon
LESBIAN LOVER- get your arse out of bed
My phone goes off nearly a hundred times before I roll over and look at it. Ash has been sending me things since seven in the morning. Pictures of her on a jog, pictures of her... after the jog (ahem, saving those ones for later), voice recordings of her talking about a bird she saw on her jog. All the best things to wake up to.
I reply back with a picture of myself, still in bed, hair a mess, and she calls me instead of texting.
"Does tonight work for your parents?" She says before I can even get a hello out of me.
"What?" My voice is thick with sleep. I groan and sit up in bed, looking around my room for a pair of boxers or something so I can walk out of my room to get breakfast.
"Tonight, dinner, my family and your family? A sleepover after perhaps?" Her voice drops lower when she says sleepover, "I miss you, let me come by and show you just how much."
I laugh and look around my room as I pull a pair of Kermit the Frog boxers up my legs as if someone is going to hear my conversation with Ash, "Do you want to meet my parents or do you just want to have sex?"
Ash laughs, "I want both you numpty. I want to see you squirm as tease you under the table while talking to your Dad about why I think Cedric's Heart of Gold is the best product he sells."
I laugh and put my phone down for a second so I can put on the Ravenclaw tee-shirt Ash gave me before we left Hogwarts. It rides up so that you can see my stomach just a bit but it's almost a perfect fit. What I lack in tits she lacks in bodyweight which means we can pretty much share a wardrobe. The only downside... well I say downside, it's really not a downside for me at all, it's actually a massive plus, is that my shirts all fit a little too tight around her chest.
"Teasing me under the table in front of my parents? You talk a lot for someone who goes weak in the knees just looking at me." I flirt back. I pick my phone up again and walk out of my room. By the looks of things, Mum and Dad have let me sleep in today so I assume that means I don't have to work in the shop.
"Oh please," Ash laughs, "You're the one that drools every time I walk in a room."
I open the fridge and sort through the Tupperware containers to try and find some half-decent leftovers I can have for breakfast, "I'll let my parents know that you guys are stopping by tonight. Fair warning though it's a little hectic over here."
Ash hums, a sign to me to keep talking about my crap.
"Freddie's gone with his fiancé for the next two days and Mum won't admit it but she hates when he leaves to spend time with someone else's family. And Cass and Theseus have been going at it like rabbits in heat ever since they didn't die. Like I get getting turned on about the fact that people can hear you at Hogwarts, we've been guilty of that..."
Ash laughs, "Most definitely. When I'm with you I like using my wand for something other than spells."
I find some mashed potatoes that we had for dinner a few nights ago and start putting them in a bowl. Balancing my phone between my ear and my shoulder, "But forgetting to cast muffilito when you're at home with your family in the flat? Should have heard them last night."
"I'd rather not."
"I told you what happened the other day, right? We went out for a family walk leaving Cass and Theseus alone in the flat. We were gone for like half an hour till Dad remembered that he forgot his glasses. I said I'd go back to the flat and get them for him and when I walk in there's clothes everywhere and laughter from Cassie's room. Long story short I saw my first real dick."
Ash cackles like she's some sort of witch from the muggle fables, "Awh bubba."
"It was scarring. I don't think I'll ever recover." I put the bowl of mashed potatoes in the microwave and turn it on.
There's a faint voice on Ash's end of the call and she sighs, "I gotta go, my love, Mum's got us on a pretty tight schedule."
"When are you thinking for tonight? The shop closes at seven."
"Uh, eight then? Gives you time to get all cute for me?"
I laugh, "Alright bubba, I'll see you at eight."
"Wait O?"
"Yeah, princess?"
"What colour?"
"Sorry?"
"What colour?"
I rack my brain trying to think of what she means by that but I give up when the microwave beeps, "Red. It looks great with your hair."
Ash hums, "Red it is. I can't wait to see that pretty little face of yours. I love you!"
"I love you too darling."
The line goes dead just as I go to take my very healthy breakfast out of the microwave.
"Goodness Ophelia please don't tell me that's just a bowl of mashed potatoes with butter smeared on top?"
I look over to the entrance of the kitchen and Mum is standing there in her shop uniform with her hands crossed over her chest.
I look down at my bowl, then back up to Mum, "I dunno what to tell you, Mumma. If you don't feed me I go feral."
I take my bowl to the dining table and cross my legs under me on my seat, "Oh Ash and her parents are stopping by for dinner tonight."
Mum looks at me from over her shoulder, "You and your siblings have really got to start running your plans by your father and me before you make them."
"But she can come over right?"
"She can come over."
I smile and take a bite of my food. It's still cold in the middle but I refuse to give Mum the satisfaction of being right about the fact that I shouldn't be eating this for breakfast. "And she can sleep over afterwards?"
Mum turns to look at me. She raises an eyebrow, "You want your girlfriend to stay the night?"
"Theseus lives here Mumma, why can't my girlfriend come for a night?"
She sighs, "Suppose she can stay in Cassie's room..."
"My beds bigger... and Theseus is going to be in Cassie's bed."
Mum rolls her eyes, "Theseus will be in Freddie's room. I'm not going to have you and your girlfriend up all night doing things."
"Why not? Pia and Theseus haven't gotten any sleep in the past like two days. At least with me, you know that I won't be getting pregnant!"
"Your sister and Theseus have been..."
"They're seventeen Mum what do you expect? They're doing it. I want to do it, when Freddie brings Evie home they're going to be doing it... It's the circle of life."
"Yes, I know what happens at seventeen thank you very much."
"Well then? Can Ash stay the night?"
Mum sighs, "I'll have to talk to your father. It's one thing to know that your children are sexually active and it's another thing to let that activity happen in your home."
"Well, when you were staying with Nan and Pops when you and Dad got back together..."
"We were both grown adults at that time. There's a difference."
I squint my eyes and make a face, "Is there though? I mean if I'm positive that I'm going to marry this person..."
"You can't be sure that you're going to marry the first woman you fall in love with."
"Who was yours?"
Mum goes back to making her sandwiches, "Who was my what darling?"
"The first woman you fell in love with?"
Mum thinks for a second, "I don't think I truly loved anyone besides your father, even after the war and we went our separate ways for a bit. The first girl I was with was Pansy Parkinson honestly. After the war and everything, when Draco and I were living together she came by and well..."
I laugh, "You slept with Uncle Draco's friend Pansy?"
"Yes, and if you tell him I'll make sure that you'll never be allowed to bring another girl into this flat again. If your Uncle Draco found out it would be the beginning of the third wizard war."
"The more I learn about you people the crazier my life becomes." I say to Mum, "What other little secrets are you not telling us about your past?"
Mum laughs, "Secrets? I dunno what you're talking about, I don't keep secrets."
I laugh once really loud like, HA!
Mum doesn't turn around when she says, "You laugh like your father."
"Was that really necessary?" I get up from my seat and put my bowl in the sink. "So can Ash stay the night?"
Mum sighs again, "I still have to run it past your father. Don't think for a second that just because you started talking to me about women that I'm distracted now."
"Damn, works when other people do it to me."
"Please don't use that language around me, Ophelia. It's bad enough I'm considering letting your girlfriend stay the night."
I give her a swift kiss on the cheek, "Sorry Mumma."
"Er... Mum?" Theo's voice blares out of the speaker that we have on the kitchen wall, "Ophelia's friend Chandler is here looking for her... is she awake?"
Mum looks at me and she laughs at the goofy smile I have on my face. I reach over and press the button so Theo can hear me when I respond, "CHANNY PIE! WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?"
Mum laughs when Theo says, 'and now I'm deaf' through the speaker.
Mum responds this time, "Send him up through the back please." She looks at me and points a finger into my chest, "You behave."
"Sure, yeah I'll get right on that." I give her another peck on the cheek before running through the living room, down the hallway and to the back door. I throw it open and shout, "CHANDLER! WHO ARE YOU, MY NAN? GET A MOVE ON!"
"Fucking chill out bruv. Your girlfriend woke me up like ten minutes ago." Chandler finally makes it up the stairs and gives me a half-assed hug, "Why the fuck was she the one to tell me that you two were meeting each other's parents and not you? Lazy fucker."
"Speaking of parents my Mums in the kitchen so if you could keep the swearing..."
"Oh hohoho, Missus Weasley is here?" Chandler wiggles his eyebrows and dramatically pushes past me and walks into the flat like he lives here, "Why hello Missus Weasley," he says when he sees Mum. He struts... yes, struts, over to the half counter that separates the kitchen and the little entrance hallway to the flat and leans his elbows against it, "Lovely day we're having?"
Mum laughs and shakes her head, "Hello Chandler. Pleasure to see you again."
"Oh, Mum don't say that..." I start but Chandler's horny arse interrupts me.
"Pleasure's all mine," He's gone and deepened his voice to try and make Mum swoon or something.
I pull on the back of his shirt collar, "Come on now. Leave me Mum alone."
"I'll make sure to come by before I leave Missus," Chandler calls out to Mum as I drag him away and into my room.
I sort of toss him into my room and close the door behind us, "Mate I'm trying to get Mum to let me have Ash over for the night and you go and flirt with her?"
Chandler laughs and shrugs, "Not my fault your Mum's a total MILF."
"My Mums pregnant."
That catches him off guard, "Right, sorry about that. The condom broke. Do you think you're Dad's gonna notice when the baby pops out half Asian?"
I toss whatever is closest to me at my friend's head, which lucky for him is my teddy bear that I've had since I was born. Pia's got a matching one.
"Now I get you're mad at me love but there's no reason to take it out on him," Chandler says holding my teddy.
"Her," I sat back, reaching out for my toy.
"What?"
"Her. Missus Cherry Wrinklewart is a woman. A very distinguished woman. Now hand her here."
Chandler laughs and hands me Missus Cherry, "Wrinklewart?"
"Eat my shit Chan," I place Missus Cherry back on my shelf where she belongs and look at my friend. He's never actually been in my real room before. Like he's been in the flat, in the shop, in my dorm more than I can count, but never in my actual room.
"You've got a lot of shit you know," He says looking around. He kicks some of my dirty laundry out of his way and sits on my unmade bed, "I thought I was the teenage boy. Your room is disgusting compared to mine."
I roll my eyes, "Is that what you came here for? To flirt with my pregnant Mum and talk crap about my room?"
"I came here to make sure that you don't fuck up tonight. Your hot Mum was just a very, very nice side effect."
"You're disgusting."
"Oi I stood by you during your MILF phase now you have to stand by me during mine."
"Yeah but you're flirting with my mother."
"You flirted with McGonagall for six months."
I roll my eyes, "Everyone flirts with McGonagall."
Chandler sucks on his teeth, "Unless everyone means you, Leah Weasley, and Ophelia Emma Weasley, then no. It's not everyone." Chandler gets up, comes over to me, and pushes me down on my bed so I'm sitting on it. I cross my legs under me and rests my elbows on my knees watching him, "Right. As a straight male, I think I'm the most qualified to tell you what you should and shouldn't wear when you meet Ash's parents."
I laugh, "Yeah? Have you seen what you rocked up to my house wearing?"
Chandler looks down at his bright green tube socks, orange gym shorts, and pink tank top and smiles, "Oi I just woke up! You're lucky I decided to wear clothes to bed last night or else your Mum would really know how much I love her."
I scrunch up my nose, "Gross Chan. Disgusting even."
"There's a difference between gross and disgusting?"
I roll my eyes and Chandler laughs, "Right well let's get this outfit sorted," He turns to my small closet and starts sifting through my shirts and trousers. He pulls out a white blouse covered in abstract hands giving the middle finger, "This? This is a no. Get me a no pile."
"Just put it back in my ruddy closet if it's a no!"
Chandler tosses the blouse over to me, "You're the no pile."
"Really? Cause Ash thinks of me more as a..." I clear my throat and moan, "yes god! Yes, yes yes! Pile. But that's just me."
Chandler stares at me long and hard, "I never ever in a million billion years ever want to hear you moan ever again."
"Then you better head back home before Ash gets here."
Chandler looks at me with a frown on his face, "I hate that you're so happy. It's bullshit."
I laugh and roll my eyes, "Find me something to wear Channy. I want it to say, 'yes I am fucking your daughter and yes she does have a degradation kink so I call her a whore more often than not,' but also, 'I would never speak ill of your daughter I am but a simple lesbian looking for love,' you know?"
"That's a lot of pressure for a shirt mate."
"And I also want to be hot enough to turn my girlfriend on just by walking into the room."
"Ophelia..."
"But I don't want it to be too classy like I could just wear the suit that I wore to Molly and Bridget's wedding but that's too formal you know?"
Chandler nods and turns back to my closet, "Yeah you haven't got anything like that in here." He pulls open a drawer in my little cubby that I have hidden away in my closet, "oh my god. Oh my god no, no, nonononononononononononnononononononono."
"What?"
"I found your uhm, uh, toy collection."
I laugh and cover my face with my hands. I peek through the cracks of my fingers and Chandler pulls out four pairs of handcuffs and a blindfold and gawks at me, "Oh my god!"
"You weren't meant to see that."
"You've got like five strap ons in here!"
"Not all girls like the same size!"
"I'm gonna cry."
"Oh suck it up Chandler it's not like you haven't seen this stuff before."
Chandler drops the handcuffs and blindfold back into my drawer but doesn't say anything.
"You have seen that stuff before right? You're not vanilla... right?"
"I'm not vanilla."
"Then where's your collection of stuff?"
Chandler doesn't say anything again.
"You're not helping your case you know that right?"
Chandler sifts through my clothes again, ignoring that whole conversation that we just had, "Wait... what about this?" He pulls out a brown, dark red, and burnt yellow striped button down shirt, "Do that thing you always do where you only button up the middle button, and some black skinny jeans, wear a cute bra... oh god listen to me."
I laugh as Chandler sorts through my stuff to find the other bits of the outfit he's designing and tosses it all to me.
"Right well turn around. I don't want you to see my tits." I laugh.
Chandler groans but he turns around all the same, "I'd feel bad if I were you not going to lie." He says playing with a little trinket that is on a shelf by my closet.
I shimmy out of the boxers I was wearing as pyjama shorts and pull the skinny jeans up my legs, hopping a few times to get them over my arse, "Oh yeah? And why's that?"
He shrugs, "Just that I have more tit than you do."
I laugh as I peel off Ash's Ravenclaw shirt and put on the black lace bralette that Chandler picked out for me, "You can turn around now, and you shouldn't feel bad mate. My girlfriend is fit."
Chandler turns around holding the letters I've been getting from the quidditch teams. He looks up at me, the casual banter that we've been having about Ash is the last thing in his mind anymore, "You're popular."
"I'm not going, if that's what you're going to ask me next," I pull my arms through the shirt and look at Chandler, "Not a chance."
"Leah..."
"Look Chan, if I go, if I accept any of those offers then I'm gone for the better part of the year if not the entire year. You're here, Ash is here, my family is here... Christ my parents are having another baby so if I go and travel the world playing quidditch then he's not even going to know who I am. Being a hit witch is more stable so that's what I'm going to do."
Chandler goes over to my desk and sits in my chair. I have a huge gaming chair despite the fact all I play is The Sims and Minecraft on our family server.
"Do you want to be a hit witch or is it because you never thought that you'd amount to anything more?" Chandler asks me, "You've been talking about it for years so I get that that's what you want to do and it's fine if you actually want to do it. But if you're doing it just because it's the more stable thing to do, the thing that you're not scared of doing, then I don't think you should."
I flop down onto my bed and lie on my back, my arms spread out from me. I stare at my ceiling for a bit, "I never thought that quidditch teams would ever want me. You know kids dream about playing professional quidditch or whatever, then they make their house teams and they think, 'yeah! I've got what it takes but then you don't? That didn't happen. Apparently, I do have what it takes. But by the time I was told that, by the time these letters started showing up in the post, I already convinced myself that it wasn't something I could ever do. I saw where I was needed and I was needed here so I made sure that my dreams revolved around the idea of staying put."
Chandler doesn't say anything, he can sense a rant coming.
"Do I want to play professional quidditch? I mean sure! Who doesn't want to have their name in fireworks for the whole world to see as you manage to block the final quaffle right before the seeker catches the snitch? The crowd cheering your name like wild? Do I want to go down in history as the first female player on the Kestrels? I mean yeah! But I can't just get up and leave everyone and everything. I'm going to have a baby brother, I'm going to have to be here and teach him just the right way to cause chaos without getting in shit, or make sure that he knows exactly what to say to Mum when she's stressing out so that she smiles at least once that day. I can't just get up and move like Freddie. Freddie and his perfect fucking life with his perfect fucking fiancé. Mum and Dad hate when he leaves, it breaks their heart. I can't be the cause of all that."
"You've always put other people before your own happiness, as long as I've known you and I've known you a long time. I think you should at least give it a chance. And if you hate it and it makes you miserable then you can come home. But if you like it, you can stay." Chandler says to me.
I sit up on my bed and turn to look at him, "But I am happy! I have the best friend in the entire bloody world despite his socks, I have a girlfriend who I'm madly in love with and I have my family who I adore. I don't want to look for more. Some people don't have any of that. I don't want to be selfish."
Chandler laughs, 'You? Selfish?" You put off your own happiness and refused to go on a real date with anyone till you brought your uncle back from the dead to make your father's life whole again. A selfish person wouldn't have even thought of doing something like that."
"So what?" I say a little too loudly. I dunno if Mum is still in the flat or if she's back in the shop, I don't really want her to hear my conversation, "So I just leave Ash in London as I go chase my dreams and hope that she's still here when I return?"
"You're worried about the wrong things bruv. Hogwarts relationships aren't meant to last into adulthood. Be in love when you're young but when it comes to choosing a career? Don't let a little school romance get in the way."
"Hogwarts relationships aren't meant to last? My Nan and Pops, Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny, Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione, Uncle Walter and Uncle Lee, Uncle Fred and Auntie Em, my bloody parents!"
"All of those relationships you just mentioned broke up for a bit before getting back together," Chandler points out, "Listen, I'm not saying break up with Ash. I'm not saying change your entire life plan to go play quidditch. I'm just saying not to just toss these opportunities in the rubbish bin. Actually, take some time and think about what you want. Don't worry about the outside influences, think about what you want. And if those around you really love you then they'll follow you to the ends of the earth. I know that if you decide to go play quidditch I'll be in the stands at every game you play, cheering so loud its embarrassing."
"Cheesy bastard."
Chandler stays for as long as he can before his Mum calls him home for dinner. And by the time I walk him out Ash is texting me saying that they're on their way.
"Mum! Ash is almost here!" I call coming back through the flat and into the kitchen. Dad is cooking dinner tonight apparently cause he's got his 'snog the chef and I won't spit in your food' apron on.
"Dinner's nearly ready. Do you know if her parents drink red or white wine?" Dad asks.
Theo and Annie are setting the table. Thankfully her siblings aren't coming with her so it's only three extra people at the table. Not that that means it isn't going to be crowded but it could be worse.
"Do I look like a person that knows what sort of wine my girlfriend's parents drink? My drink of choice is vodka and whatever juice there is to mix..." I look at Dad and he's looking at me with a soft smirk on his face, "I mean, I don't drink at all. Alcohol? Disgusting. It's a sin, I'm a child of God."
Dad laughs, "Yeah right, a child of God who asked their Mum to let their girlfriend stay the night so they could have..." Dad pauses, "a night."
"Speaking of... are you gonna let me have that night?" I say holding my hands in a prayer position right under my chin.
"You're gonna have her in here whether or not I give you permission aren't you?"
I nod, "Easier on the both of us if you just say yes."
Dad rolls his eyes, "Yes, your girlfriend can stay the night. But for my peace of mind, we're going to say that she's staying in Cassiopeia's room."
I smile really big and bounce on the balls of my feet, "Thanks Dad, I owe you."
Dad wrinkles his nose like a rabbit, "Gross."