Drive me crazy (A George Weasley one shot!)

This is for team_weasley (:
Hope you like it!!:D

Chapter 1

The bell rang and I rushed out of class. The sun was blazing down on the school on this fine summers afternoon. The school was filled with a buzz which meant that it was Friday. Besides exam students, everybody gets to enjoy themselves. I, on the other hand wanted to go by the lake by myself like I always did most sunny days. The calm water lapping the shore always relaxed me.

I ran up to the Ravenclaw tower and entered the commen room after answering an unusually easy riddle. The room was crowded with people who were complaining of the heat. I didn't mind the heat, it meant I got to go down to the lake and sit by the non-violent and moving willow tree. I put down my bag and ran back out of the commen room.

The sun reflected off of the surface of the still lake causing it to glisten like the stars on a clear night. Happily, I sat down at the willow tree and looked across the smooth, calm waters. I liked it here on my own, uninterrupted by anyone. That's why I thought anyway.
The sound of a cold laugh drifted through the air from somewhere near me. I frowned. I knew that laugh. The laugh of mockery and insults. I tucked my knees to my chest in hope that she would not see me.

"Come on Draco! Let's sit by the lake," came Pansy Parkinson's voice. I cringed. I never had good luck. Something bad always came my way. Pansy Parkinson was always mean to me and made a fool of me in front of everybody. She hated me only because I wasn't a pure blood like her and didn't belong in Slytherin.

"Oh look, Draco. A poor misfortunate mudblood out of its cage," said pansy. I looked up and saw she was standing before me. In fright I got up from the ground quickly. The insulting begins. "Get out of here you filthy creature!"

"N- no!" I stammered. Pansy looked so shocked and I felt shocked. I never spoke up for myself before- and already I was beginning to regret the decision to do that. Pansy's hand went straight for her pocket and she took out her wand. She longed it towards me and I grew nervous.

"What did you say, mudblood?" she snarled. I couldn't find my voice so I stayed quiet. Pansy looked at me as though she expected this. I was scared and she knew this. She would use it against me as she always did. "Get out of here!" She told me again. Frightened, I ran off from the willow tree. I didn't look back as I cold hear her mockery laugh again. Why was I such a coward? I found myself lurking in a hallway, blinded by the tears in my eyes.
I leaned agains the wall, my breathing was unsteady and I began to sob. Pansy always manipulated me. Why couldn't I be brave? It was no wonder why I wasn't a Gryffindor.

"A-are you okay?" asked a voice. My heart jumped when I heard the voice. I quickly wiped my eyes and turned to face the speaker. To my utter surprise, it was George Weasley. George was a boy I tended to avoid. He was always so loud and confident while I was do quiet and scared. Him and his twin always got up to trouble whenever they could and always played pranks on suspecting people. Of coarse, at one time, I was one of those people. They snuck a dung bomb into my bag and it was a horrid memory. George wasn't with his twin, which was of for me. I always saw them together.

I gave a nervous nod. "Yes. I'm fine," I lied to him. My voice was hoarse when I spoke so I even knew it was a bad lie. Maybe he wouln't care and just walk away. He didn't want to listen to my problems. I barely ever talked to him anyway.

"You've been crying," he stated. My eyes must have been red and puffy. I must have looked an absolute mess! I looked down at the ground avoiding having to look into his brown eyes. "What happened?" he asked. For a moment he actually sounded concerned. It must have been my imagination though. I shook my head not wanting to bother him. He smiled at me before walking towards where I stood. He sat down on the ground and patted the spot next to him. I gave a small grin towards him before sitting next to him. "Now, tell me."

"Fine.." I sighed. I began to tell him of the troubles I've been having. I never realised how much better I would feel to get the weight off my chest. It felt amazing to tell someone. Once I began to speak, it all began to pour out. I felt as though I could trust the boy with red hair. By the time I was finished he looked really concerned for me.

"You've never told anyone this?" he asked me in shock. I shook my head sadly. "Amelia, you know you can trust me, right?" He said. I looked into his warm brown eyes. He really looked like he cared even an ounce for me. My heart warmed up to him at that moment. I nodded.

"You know my name?" I asked in disbelief. He went slightly red.

"Ah, yes. I've seen you around school," he told me. Somebody noticed me around school? That was odd. I never imagined anyone ever noticed me before. It felt nice.

"You're blushing," I blurted out. This made me go a little red. I always blurted out the obvious. He gave a little laugh towards my statement. "Why?" I asked him.

"Because, I've wanted to talk to you for a long time now," he admitted. This made me go more red than I already was. I looked shocked though. "I've.. Sort of liked you for a while and I've been afraid to talk to you."

"You're afraid to talk to me?" I said. "I've been afraid to talk to anyone," I said with a giggle. He smiled at me.

"Well, you're talking to me and that makes me happy," he told me. "So, you've never dated anyone..?" he asked me.

"No?" I gave him a questioning look.

"I bet no ones ever done this than," he said.

"Done what-" at that moment his lips locked with mine. My heart leapt in delight. My stomach did leaps against my body as he continued to kiss me. The whole world felt like it had just stopped at that one moment. I slowly pulled away, trying to come back to some bit of reality. Those brown eyes gazed into mine as his forehead was rested against mine.

"Amelia, you don't understand how long I've wanted to do that," he said. "And it was the best moment in my life."

"It was. It's mine so far too.." I admitted.

"This'll come in second then.." with that he pecked me on the lips one last time.

Oh well.. I know it is bad and horrible and sucks. So, Team_Weasley- I am so sorry you got a lame one shot!! ): Forgive me, I beg you! Comment what you think, please??(:


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