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TITLE:
Crossing OverPERPETRATOR:
mandy-jgSUE-O-METER:
(bad)
FULL NAME: Fred Weasley
SPECIES: Wizard/Emo Boy
HAIR: not described, probably ginger
EYES: not described
MARKINGS: none described
POSSESSIONS: an aching heart with Hermione's name etched inside
ORIGIN: The original belongs to J.K.Rowling. This one? From a suethor. Emo angst and all.
CONNECTIONS TO CANON: Claims to be Fred Weasley. Which not so much.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: Can emo it up over his unrequited feelings for Hermione which he fears are not returned, before boldly asking her to stay with him after finding out that she broke up with Ron. Can anyone spell 'rebound'?
NOTES: I had my hopes up that this story would somehow involve John Edwards or some kind of badly done attempt at Wuthering Heights a la Cathy's ghost. Instead, I get an emo-ed up Fred, and a boring one at that. The suethors are falling down on the job.
SAMPLE:
He had tried to escape, to get away, and pretend he felt nothing but friendship for her. Really he did. But there is just something about her, something that makes it impossible for him to hide it, and act like there is nothing romantic there at all. One look into her eyes, and he feels like spilling forth all he feels there and then. But then he didn’t know if she feels the same way. He had suspected she did, but he didn’t want to push it. It’s not just her and him. No it is never that easy. No, she’s dating his brother. And that fact complicates it more than enough.
All to soon it became too much, he could no longer sit next to her and pretend that her presence had no effect on him. Part of him wanted to just grab a hold of her and never let go, maybe ride off into the horizon with her on his broom. But he could do none of that. She wasn’t his.
He suspected that George had picked up on it, but he expected him to. Ginny may have as well. She was always looking, and watching people. Rather intuitive she had become. But they didn’t matter, the only ones he didn’t want knowing where Ron and Hermione. As long as he kept it hidden from them it would be all right. Ron because, well he liked his nose how it was, and Skele-grow was a bloody awful potion to drink. Hermione knowing was just an un-necessary and unwanted complication, it was just so much easier if it was just he feeling this way. To bring her and her feelings into it would just mess up an already messed up situation.
But then he realised, she knew. One day they were sitting having lunch out the back of the shop, and he looked up and met her eyes by accident, and he just knew. And not only that, but she returned the feelings. It made it somewhat easier for a little while, he didn’t have to hide it so much when he was around her, it was never spoken off, and they both just went about their every day routines.
Then that to became too much, they had become so comfortable in the way they interacted around each other when it was just the two of them. Touches that lingered longer than was really necessary, looks between them that spoke volumes of their feelings. It was becoming harder not to do these around everyone else.
One day he just knew it couldn’t go on, she was with Ron. No matter how he felt, or how she felt towards him. She was with him, and had made no move not to be with him, so he made a decision. He would go away, he had no idea how long he would go, but he had to get away from her, from her and Ron. So leaving a note on the kitchen bench for George, he went.