Jordan POV

I put away my stuff and went downstairs. I was on my way to the big hall, for dinner. I skipped down the moving stairs and almost stumbled over my robe, but I eventually made it, already smelling the food.
I went over to the Gryffindor table sitting down on my usual place, away from most of the other students. Most were dancing around Harry Potter, asking about the mysterious egg he retrieved after the second task.
 I dangled my feet a little when Fred and George sat themselves down on the other side of mine. "Hello Jordan." they said, already filling my plate with yummy things from farther away.
They always made sure I only had the good stuff from the table, always trying (steeling) unknown stuff from my plate.
Even though it was really loud in the hall, it felt like I could only hear the funny jokes Fred made or the sweet compliments George made.
"Baby, do you want your desert?" George asked, taking my plate. Actually, that didn't sound bad at all! "Yes please." I muttered with red cheeks. But instead of putting chocolate pudding and fruit in my plate, he pulled out his wand and muttered a spell.
There, in front of me, stood a dozen if books, even some that costed too much in my opinion. "Do you like them?" Fred asked, putting some sweet on top of them. Like? I loved them.

(The next day)

"Fuck." George whispered.
I had been on my way to Divination when I suddenly couldn't move forward anymore. It seemed like a mistletoe had decided to grow right in top of me and George. And the only way to move away again and carry on was by kissing.
And that was the scary part. I did not want to be kissed or touched. Some other people had started to crowd around us and I started to freak out, especially because George was so silent.
Tears started to pour down my eyes. He didn't like to be stuck with me one bit. I was such a failure.
"Jordan, baby, I am so sorry I got us stuck. I will free us, and then we will go upstairs and make us a nice day. You are too stressed for going to class today, okay baby?" he tried calming me, but it didn't help until he pulled out his wand, burned the mistletoe and yelled at the people to back off. And he kept his words.
After putting me in bed, he send someone to call us in sick and he pampered me. If a mistletoe had such an effect, I wanted to get stuck with him again.

George POV (the next day)

I was on my way to lunch, in my thoughts already by my little Jordan.
"Hello brother." Oh yes. I forgot that I had family besides Fred.
"What do you want, Ronald?" I asked the boy with the same last name as me.
 "A little birdie told me you are hanging out an awful lot with Jordan Lee?"
"And?" I asked slightly angry.
"He is a fucking black dude! You know what will happen when Bill finds out!" he smirked.
"Says the one who's new girlfriend has an IQ just high enough to breathe!"
Nobody. Nobody insults my baby. Just because my lover wasn't blond with blue eyes he wasn't human or what?!
I mean I am concerned about my younger brother, it isn't normal to find garden gnomes attractive!
And I wasn't scared about Bill. He talked a lot, but wasn't even able to apparate.
 I would court whomever I want, for as long as I want. My future was my decision, not the one if my stuck up brothers and my slut of a sister.#

A/N: Sorry for the delay with the update, but school is getting to me!

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