So, this is one of those times when I'm extremely bored... Oh, and even though I like this one, you may not...


She looked up and immediately started running.

“I was about to come get you,” Emmett chuckled.

Emily ran into George’s arms. She hugged him tightly and lifted up, wrapping her legs around his waist. For a moment, George forgot about Draco and twirled her around. She pulled back and kissed him. George's hands knotted in her hair as hers cupped his face. She didn’t care that they were surrounded by a room full of people. She didn’t care that Draco glared at George enviously. She didn’t care that Emmett and Edward were sniggering at her. She didn’t care about anything in that moment except for the man that she clung to like magnets, the husband she kissed as if their lives depended on it, the love of her life that she held so tightly as if she hadn’t seen him in years.

Emily pulled back, her forehead resting against his. “I’ve missed you so much,” she whispered.

“I figured as much,” he chuckled lightly. “I’ve missed you more than you could possibly imagine,” he said seriously. “Don’t leave me ever again.”

“I don’t think I can anymore even if I wanted to. I think my mission can be complete at this point; it’s almost over now,” she whispered.

“Good because I can’t be away from you anymore.”

“Good because I’m not going anywhere,” she chuckled. Emily placed her feet firmly back on the ground. George kissed her forehead and pulled her into a hug. Looking over her shoulder, he noticed their company. He tensed, letting go of Emily. She pulled back to look at him, worry seeping into her eyes.

“Malfoy? What is going on?” George asked, completely caught off guard. He drew his wand and pointed it at Draco. Draco tensed and took out his own wand.

“Stop it! Both of you!” Emily shouted. She put her hand over George’s wand arm and forced it down. “Put that away,” she hissed and Draco reluctantly put his wand away. “He isn’t a threat,” Emily pleaded to her husband. George glared at Draco, his wand arm flinching.

“What is going on, Emily?” George asked coldly.

“Maybe we should go to the dining room,” Emily said quietly. She took his hand and led him to a room right off of the kitchen.

“What the bloody hell is he doing here?” George yelled as soon as Emily shut the door.

“Please listen,” Emily begged. George sat down in one of the chairs and glared at her.

“I’ve been worried sick about you, and you’ve been off gallivanting with Malfoy?” George accused.

“You know it isn’t like that. We just met up today, George. Please let me explain.”

“Fine. This should be good.”

“I’ve been staying with the Cullen’s for a couple of weeks, ever since I was attacked. Snatchers found me, but they were too stupid to use their wands. One had a knife and cut me pretty badly while another used Sectumsempra. I was able to get away. I Apparated near La Push beach. Anyway, long story short, I ended up staying with the Cullen’s. I was at the beach when Draco found me earlier. He told me they were coming. It was stupid to trust him, I know. But he reminded me of the guy he was when we were together, when he really was good. He guided me through the forest, and then we just stopped. As soon as I knew, I tried to get away. I did, you have to believe me,” she pleaded. “I’m so sorry, George.” Emily had tears in her eyes as she looked at her husband. “I really did try,” she whispered.

“What do you mean?” George asked back, the fury not completely disappeared from his features. “What did he do, Emily?”

“He kissed me,” she whispered with a sob. George didn’t respond. He stood up and headed for the door. He was livid. “George, wait! It meant nothing to me! Just let it go! I love you. I don’t want Draco! I want you. It’s always been you! It will always be you. I want you Forever and Always. The kiss was just to trick me. George, please! I didn’t even kiss him back! I can’t do this by myself,” she whispered as she reached for his hand, but he withdrew it from her reach. She let more tears fall.

“This makes no sense! I tried to get away from him, I tried, George! I didn’t kiss him back or anything, and here you are mad at me! Tell me how that would make sense,” she said.

“What doesn’t make sense is how I ever fell in love with you in the first place! I want nothing to do with you, Emily Black. You and Draco deserve each other. I want a divorce,” he said as he opened the door. “I hate you,” he spat.

Emily’s tears made their usual paths down her cheeks. George, breathing heavily, realized what he had said. His eyes went round and then he took a few steps toward her. He tried to pull her into a hug but she held her hands out in front of her.

“Fine then! I’ll do it all by myself! I’ll raise our children without your help! I hate you too!” Emily yelled. “Just go!” She slapped him across the face. He was still in shock from her words.

“You’re...you’re pregnant?” George choked out. Emily nodded.

“Get out!” Emily yelled.

“W...wait a second. Why didn’t you tell me?” he whispered.

“It doesn’t matter. You’ve made your decision. You’re being the idiot! Wanting a divorce even though I did nothing! You should be furious with Draco, not me! Just leave.”

“I didn’t mean it.”

“You made your choice. Just leave! Get away from me!” she sobbed.

“No, I didn’t mean it! Ems, please,” George begged.

“Stay away from me, you git! I thought that maybe we broke it when we finally got together, but I guess there will always be someone in the way.”

“Emily, I didn’t mean any of it. You know I love you,” George said. He started to move toward her but she held her right hand out to stop him. Her left hand was lying on her stomach. “I just…It brings up old memories, like finding you together for the first time in that room… I’m sorry, I just—I’m sorry.”

“Leave. You only want to be with me now because of the pregnancy. We’re not going to be that kind of couple. Just go, George.” Emily turned away from him. He was about to go after her, but she whispered, “Emmett.”

Emmett zipped through the house like a bullet and held George back. He shoved him back until he was outside. Emmett closed the door in his face and showed his teeth, growling.

“I don’t give a Hippogriff’s hind if you’re a vampire! Bite me for all I care,” George roared as he banged on the door. “Just let me talk to her!” But Emmett stood his ground. George went and sat beside the river, his head in his hands. Emily was about to sink to the floor, but Alice caught her.


*Don't hate me too much. Please?