One and Only ; George Weasley

Chapter 67

“I dont think Professor Blossom likes me every much.” George said when we were on our way to the hospital wing after class so we could visit Kathleen and give her the homework we had to do for next time.

“Don’t call him that.” I scrunched my name in disgust. “It’s weird to hear Professor in front of my last name.”

“Professor Blossom.” Fred then spoke. “You should consider teaching.”

“I should not.” I laughed. “I don’t even know why Sebastian chose it. He hated school. Hated teaching. The only thing he cared about was quidditch. The guy that teaches us is not my brother. He’s got the same face but he’s not the same.”

“Your brother doesn’t make the girls swoon?” Fred teased, poking my side. I slapped away his hand, making him laugh.

“Girls have always been crazy about him. He always came home from school on holidays and talked about his experiences with girls that thought he was hot. I guess that’s one of the things that hasn’t changed... his big ego.”

When we reached the stairs, I realized I forgot my bag in the classroom. I was too busy getting out of there that I just grabbed my books and forgot everything about the bag on the floor.

“I’ll have to go back.” I sighed, making the boys stop a few steps above from me. They both looked at me, waiting for me to explain. “I forgot my bag. You go ahead and tell Kathleen that I’ll be right there.”

“Don’t let him get on your nerve!” George shouted as I walked away. I looked over my shoulder, seeing the usual grin on his face and when I gave him thumbs up, he simply laughed softly.

When I reached the Muggle studies classroom again which by the way was located on the first floor, I stopped in the door, seeing my brother grade essays by his desk. He looked up when I walked in but looked down again. “I’m currently grading yours, Elizabeth. It’s quite good if I have to be honest.”

I ignored him as I picked up my bag and placed it on the desk so I could put my books in it.

“I heard your friend is in the hospital wing.”

“She’s got influenza.” I shrugged. “She’s only there until she feels better.”

I swung the bag over my shoulder and turned around, taking a few steps towards the door before I stopped again. I turned a little to look at Sebastian as he was busy reading through my essay.

“Why did you move me to the front of the class?”

“What?” He questioned without looking up.

“You don’t have to play dumb.” I said, now fully turning my body towards him. Sebastian looked up at me and pushed the pile of essays further towards the middle of the desk. “You moved me to the front of the class to spite me, didn’t you?”

“No, Betsy, I didn’t.” He said as he stood up. I watched as he walked around the desk to lean against it.

“Don’t call me that ridiculous name. Friends and family call me Liz or Lizzie and since you’re neither, it’s Elizabeth to you.”

“I’m your brother.” He said. “Me being away for a couple of years doesn’t change that.”

“Away?” I scoffed. “That’s what you’re calling it? You didn’t take a vacation, Sebastian. You left to live a life without us and it wasn’t for a couple of years, it was eight long years.”

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes for a moment to calm my nerves. “But I do not wish to keep discussing that. I don’t want to fight, I want to know why you moved me to the front of class? It’s not permanent, is it?”

“It is.”
“It is?”
“Yes.”
“Why?” I frowned. “It makes no sense.”

“Maybe not to you, Elizabeth but you’re sitting next to one of the Weasleys and I wouldn’t want you getting distracted because of their disinterest in the subject.” He told me, nearly folding his hands
in front of him. “I know them. Their parents were great friends with ours.”

“So you have something against George and Fred?” I asked. “They’re good people. You can’t just move me to the front row because you dislike them.”

“I don’t dislike them.” He said. “But I do dislike you spending time with them. I overheard your conversation about him being proud of a prank you pulled on Professor Snape last year. They’ve got a bad influence on you.”

I was honestly taken back by his statement. He really thought he had the right to decide my friends... or my boyfriend for that sake.

“That’s not your decision!” I raised my voice. “What is wrong with you?! You haven’t been my older brother since I was nine but now you suddenly want to?! You don’t know them, they’re good people and it’s not illegal to have some actual fun in between classes.”

“Don’t raise your voice at me.” He said calmly. “The Elizabeth I knew would never act like this and she’d never play any pranks on anybody.”

“The Elizabeth you knew died the day you left!” I yelled at him. “You didn’t even say goodbye, Sebastian! You didn’t even tell your own little sister that you were going to leave her! Mum was depressed! Yes, she found a new husband and she had another child but I had to grow up fast because suddenly I was the oldest kid and had to take care of my younger brother when my mum was lying in bed all day and my stepdad was working. When I started Hogwarts, I finally got a bloody break from it all and I had the opportunity to relax and have fun when I met those two boys. You have absolutely no right coming here and telling me they’re bad influence when they’re the only people who has ever let me act my own age!”

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