My face was sticky with tears, and I stayed in the bathroom trying to calm myself down after the fight I had just had with Fred.
Then, I hear a scuffle of footsteps behind me.
I gaze into the mirror, Ginny and Hermione peering into the bathroom looking around for me.
"There you are," Ginny said.
"We were worried, you practically darted out of the common room."
I didn't say anything. I knew my voice would still be shaky and fragile, and I didn't want either of them to know what was going on.
"We uh, also heard the fight in the hall." Hermione says softly.
My stomach flutters with embarrassment.
"The whole thing?" I question.
They both nod their heads.
"And everyone heard it?" I continue.
They nod again.
Hermione walks forward, placing her hand on my shoulder and pulling me into a quick and comforting hug.
"I'm bloody mortified." I say, placing my hands on my face and running them back through my hair.
"Don't be." Ginny begins.
"We all know who's at fault here. And it's not you."
That remark was oddly comforting in a way, but it still didn't help much.
"Yea, but now everyone knows about everything else. If you know what I mean." I say.
Ginny and Hermione flash each other a quick glance, but then bring their focus back onto me.
"Oh no one cares about that. We practically knew anyways." Hermione shrugs.
"Wait. You guys knew?" I ask, confused.
"I mean, we didn't know know, but we had an idea." Hermione begins .
"I mean, you two have always had a flirty connection, and then you both started acting kinda of weird. Also, making out in the common room like right when Ginny and I go up the stairs doesn't help either."
I throw my forehead into my palm in embarrassment, and I just know my cheeks have turned a beet red.
"Honestly Callie, don't worry about it. None of us care, really." Ginny said.
"Like you could say anything anyways," I kid, trying to lighten up my mood a bit.
Ginny cracks a large smile, smacking me on the arm.
"Hey!!" She laughed.
"It's true," Hermione continued.
We all broke into a small fit of laughter, and I felt my sadness and embarrassment fading with every moment.
I didn't care if everyone knew.
I mean, Ginny and Harry get it on all the time.
Ron and Hermione definitely like each other, and I know they've thought about it.
And George isn't 100% innocent either.
It was honestly just the thought that everyone knew I'd been tossed away for Angelina.
That was the worst part.
Eventually, we all calmed ourselves and decided to make our way to class.
Being late to Snape's class definitely would not help my situation, so I decided best to not be.
"You ready to go out there?" Hermione asks, her hand placed lovingly on my shoulder.
"Just remember. Fred's a dick, he doesn't deserve you. Don't let em win, and be the bad bitch that you are." Ginny encouraged.
I flash a small smile, taking in a deep breath before leaving the lavatory.
"Let's do it," I say.
Ginny and Hermione each walk to a side of me.
We chitchat while walking amongst the halls , and I decide to tell them about the events of last night.
"Wait, you were caught by Snape?" Hermione freaked.
I nod my head.
"Bloody hell! That must've been mortifying!" Ginny says.
"Oh you have no idea" I respond.
"Lost Gryffindor 100 points."
Ginny laughs loudly,
"And what a way to lose em!" She screams, giving me an encouraging pat on the shoulder.
Eventually, we make our way to class, entering together.
I glance around the room, looking to see where we can sit.
Fred and George are oddly not sitting together as they normally would,
But Fred is sitting ahead of George, neither of them even looking at each other.
There's two open seats next to Harry as well.
"You guys go take the seats with Harry," I say pointing over to him.
"Are you sure?" Hermione asks.
I nod,
"Yea, I'm gonna sit with George." I reply.
They both nod their heads, making their way over to Harry and taking a seat.
I quickly walk over to George, plopping down next to him in the chair.
As I sit, Fred glances back at me, but I quickly look away.
George takes notice, and leans over to me.
"You alright?" He asks.
"Yea. I'm fine" I respond.
He looks me up and down not saying anything. He leans back up and shoots his glance to the front of the room.
There was a very awkward tension between us.
I mean, he did just find out that I nearly fucked his brother .
His twin brother at that.
And he was also my best friend, and I hadn't told him.
"Are we good?" I whisper.
He looks over to me again,
"I mean, I guess." He says.
I furrow my brow.
"What'd ya mean I guess?" I say.
He sighs heavily.
"I just found out a lot about well...everything. And I'm just trying to process it all." He responds.
"Ok. Fair." I say.
He sighs heavily again.
He opens his mouth slightly as if he was going to say something, but he hesitates.
A few moments later, he quickly turns his body to me in a swift motion.
"Fred?" He questions aggressively.
My eyes widen at his words.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Why Fred?" He says.
" I mean come on Cal."
I honestly didn't know how to respond, so I just sat there dumbfounded.
Another few awkward seconds go by before he continues.
"I was gonna ask you to the ball" he says suddenly.
"You were the girl I was talking about this morning"
My heart stops in my chest at his words.
"Wait, me?" I ask in shock.
He shakes his head side to side.
"I've liked you since your 3rd year Cal. Are you that blind, honestly?" He says.
"George-" I begin.
"Go with me." He interrupts.
"To the ball."
My lips slightly part in shock, a lot of information and thoughts running rapid in my head.
"I know you liked Fred, and probably still do. But he was a dick. And despite my feelings for you, I want you to have a good time because you deserve it." He begins.
"So let me take you to the ball. As your best friend." He finished.
I form a small smile on my face, shocked but really touched by his response.
"I'd love to go to the ball with you George." I say.
His lips break into a wide smile.
"Good. Cause I wasn't gonna take no for an answer." He says.
I laugh, and Fred turns around to both of us, glaring at us with a stare that could cut through glass.
"Can I help you?" I spit.
He scoffs, and turns around completely.
"Are you bloody serious George?" He questions.
George forms an offended expression on his face, slouching back into this chair.
"What?" He says.
"You're really gonna ask Callie to the ball?" Fred says.
George scoffs loudly, placing his forearms on the table and leaning towards Fred.
"Well hell mate, if you had I wouldn't of had to." George states.
Fred quickly turns to me, staring me up and down.
"So what. You break it off with me and then head for the next best thing? My twin brother?" He spits.
I was completely shocked by the rudeness of his last remark.
"The next best thing?" I exclaim.
"You were the one who didn't want whatever we had out. And George is not the next best thing. He's amazing, and if I wanna go with him, I will. Got it?" I spit.
Fred exhales loudly, glancing at George and I both.
"Whatever," he says, turning his chair back around and facing the other direction once more.
I whisper to George quietly so Fred can't hear.
"You shouldn't have to fight with your twin over me. I can find someone else to go with." I whisper.
"No. I'm taking you. End of discussion." He says, leaning back up.
I smile, placing my hand on his knee.
"Thanks Georgie." I say.
He looks over to me, his brown eyes looking large in the darkly lit potions room.
"Anytime Cal."
Authors Note:
This chapter is def not my best work, and it's low-key kinda short, but I have such good stuff coming for this story!! Georgie, here we come 😏