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Chapter 22: Moving On

His
kiss was intoxicating. His hands were sending tingles up and down my
side and I felt myself drowning inside him. He wasn't nearly as good
as Draco, my mind reflected, but that didn't stop the wonder of it.
My hands were tangling in his dark brown hair, noting that it wasn't
too silky as Draco's was. His tongue was battling mine, our hearts
thumping against each other, our pulse beating madly.

He
pulled his mouth away and I groaned at the loss of contact but when
his lips attached themselves to my neck I shivered involuntarily and
moaned as his touch blazed fires deep within me. His caresses were
slow and tantalizing, not urgent in the least. Though at times I
found it infuriating and wished to pick up the pace, I left it at
that. Never was I kissed so smoothly and gently. Almost always
Draco's would be hungry where all his lust would be put tightly into
a large ball and would explode as we would make contact.

This
was different and somehow sweet. So slow it was that time seemed to
put to a halt, going ever so slowly whereas with Draco everything
would happen so quickly, I would be left so overwhelmed and
breathless that my mind would go blank and all I would feel were his
body and his kisses. Now here in George's arms I was so much more
aware. Not only could I feel what he was doing to my body, I could
tell what was happening a mile around. Suddenly everything felt so
much more alive. I heard a bird chirping in the distance, an owl
hooting, someone turning on the water in the next house and a huge
car driving by pulling into the driveway.

It
was then that George pushed me away. "I'm---uh---sorry," he
stammered as he saw my startled _expression. "We shouldn't have
done this." He stood up and I watched him from my position on
the stairs, sitting on the wood with a thousand questions in my mind.
I put my finger to my lip where George's lips were just moments ago
and felt at loss with myself. His lips were so gentle. I never felt
this way before. To be loved slowly...and gently. It was a new
experience...to kiss another man.

However
I also felt dirty. I felt like a slut. Not even a three hours passed
since I saw the Dark Mark on Draco's arm and I found myself in a
heavy make-out session with a stranger who I met for less than an
hour. This was something that not Hermione Granger would do. More
like something Pansy or even Parvati and Lavender would do. What
would happen if the car wouldn't come? How far would I have gone? I
shuddered but couldn't help but think about how having sex with
George would feel like. Would it be as slow and sweet as his kisses
where? Would it be any good?

No
what am I thinking? I shouldn't think about having sex with someone I
don't know. I don't want to be a slut. Sure having sex with Draco
before in 6th Year like that in detention was nothing less than a
slut. Where had my morals gone then? But this...this was something
else. I wasn't with someone at the time I was with Draco but now I
was engaged and here I was snogging another man. I was cheating on
Draco. I shouldn't have done that. How stupid was I? Maybe it was
like those in-the-moment kind of things but it's still wrong. Sure
Draco had betrayed me but at least he wasn't cheating on me. At least
he wasn't with another girl. How do I know that there wasn't
something behind the Dark Mark? How do I know he took it on his own
accord?

'I
have to tell you something.'

I
didn't know what he wanted to say and I now wished I let him say it.
I wonder...

"My
mother is home," George said bringing me out of my thoughts and
I watched as a petite brown-haired woman climbed out of a huge blue
automobile. Not being in the muggle world for so long made it hard
for me to distinguish what type it was. I knew it was a SUV but I had
no clue which brand. I stood up and wondered what would happen now.
Would I be invited to their house? What would happen to me later?
Would they send me back to Hogwarts?

"Oh
you're home? I thought you'd come home tomorrow," the woman said
to George walking up the stairs. "And who is she?" she said
looking at me.

"She's
Nia," George answered before I could speak. "These goons
were after her and I saved her. I was thinking about letting her stay
for the night if that's okay with you mum."

"Perfectly
fine," she said cheerily taking out her keys from her bag and
pushing it through the keyhole on the door knob. "I love to have
company." The door opened and she gave me a warm smile. She had
pale green eyes and a long nose with freckles dashed over her tanned
face. "Take a seat in the family room and I'll make some nice
hot chocolate for you. Aquil you go and get the guest room ready."

"Aquil?"
I asked. Why did she call George 'Aquil'? I wondered as George led me
to the family room and his mother walked over to the kitchen taking
off her thick sweater and disappearing behind the door.

"My
mum likes to call me by the Latin name for eagle, 'aquila' since I
was in Ravenclaw when I studied at Hogwarts and so was my whole
family actually," George explained. "My mum is a pureblood
and every one of her family, the Ukanis, are Ravenclaws dating back
to the first people who studied at Hogwarts. My dad's a muggleborn
wizard who was also in Ravenclaw. Dad likes to live the Muggle way
which is why we live here in the Muggle World and mum slowly adjusted
to the way muggles live. My brother hates it here which is why he
lives in Hogsmeade and I went over to visit him. Normally I should be
in the Wizarding world too since I work in the Ministry but I have
this whole week off for some unknown reason."

I
was about to ask him if his brother was the one who worked in Three
Broomsticks but his last sentence directed my mind to the Ministry. I
don't know what he works as but why was he given a week off if there
was no known reason? My thoughts continued as I sat down on a leather
couch and I saw George slip away and run up the stairs probably to
tidy up the guest room.

George's
mother arrived with a steaming mug of hot chocolate and I relished
the taste of it burning down my throat and warming me up.
"Um...Mrs...." I began.

"Megan.
Just Megan would do," she said smiling sitting on a plush
armchair and sipping what looked to be tea.

"Well,
Megan, thanks a lot for letting me stay. I really didn't know where
to go..."

"Why?
Don't you have parents or a home?" she asked thoughtfully.

"I
do," I said. "But there were some problems and I was
looking for another accommodation," I lied.

"Oh
well you are welcome to stay. I'm sure Aqu--George will help you out
getting a place in the future. Till then you can stay as long as
you'd like."

"Thanks
for your hospitality," I said again. I was truly grateful that
she allowed me to stay. Where would have I gone if I couldn't have
stayed here?

"Nia
you could come up now!" I heard George bellow from the top of
the stairs. Megan smiled again and she nodded her head and I stood up
adjusting my messenger bag. I walked up the stairs and saw George
waiting for me at the end of a narrow hallway. I suddenly felt afraid
of going near him. It was somehow awkward but his warm smile washed
it away. "Sorry it's not the greatest room ever," he said
as I walked inside the small room. There was a twin bed in the middle
and a small table at the side with a mirror. "But this house is
small."

"It's
fine!" I said looking longingly at bed. Seeing it made me
realize how tired I was and I let out a yawn. I took my bag off my
shoulder and dropped it on the bed. Turning around I saw George
leaning against the door frame his hazel eyes sparkling at me.
"Thanks a lot...for letting me stay and...saving me back there."
I said the latter part slowly, casting my eyes downwards.

"No
problem. Like my mum said, we love company. Well, sleep tight,"
he said and turned around. I sighed as I watched his retreating back
and closed the door.

"Ouch!"
someone cried out and I recognized it to be George's voice.

"Ooops
sorry!" I squeaked, opening the door and seeing him rubbing his
forehead. He must have gotten hit by the door as I was closing it. "I
thought you left."

"It's
okay," he said rubbing it for a second more and then shaking his
head. "Anyway I've come to ask forgiveness for what happened
earlier. I shouldn't have done that."

"It's
all right," I said breaking an awkward silence that followed his
words. "But it's not your fault."

"Anyway
good night then?"

"Yeah
Goodnight," I said and closed the door. When I heard his
footsteps fade away, I sat on the twin sized bed and cried. A million
thoughts flooded my mind and I just wanted to take a break from it
all. These thoughts about George shouldn't happen. It's wrong.

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The next morning, I was wondering whether I
should leave. Staying over the night was fine but I shouldn't stay
too long. What if they sent me back to Hogwarts? I don't think I
could face the taunting looks, the glares, the suggestive remarks,
Ron's coldness, Ginny's avoidance, and Draco. I wish I could be with
Harry right now. He's been through so much. First with the death of
his parents and then Sirius and the whole Voldemort deal. When he and
Ginny would spend the night, she would tell me that Harry still woke
with sweaty sheets and screams. His dreams would still haunt him and
I know he needs us now more than ever. Still I couldn't go back.

Megan
served me breakfast with a warm smile and I realized how loving
George's family was. I met George's father at the table. He had dirty
blond hair and those mesmerizing hazel eyes that George had
inherited. It turned out he was into books as much as I was. He was a
librarian in Golden Spines which was the largest book store/library
in the Wizarding World and I asked if he would take me since I
couldn't resist the temptation to visit a place with books and he
did. I was amazed at how many books there were. There were books both
muggle and magic, from every genre you could imagine. The place was
huge too with a full 6 floors and the ceilings looked to be never
ending. I was so overwhelmed that I didn't know where to look first.

"Do
you know where there are books on wandless magic?" I asked Adam
Peters, George's father, later on in the afternoon after picking out
muggle books that I always wanted to read but never had the chance.

"Wandless
magic? Now why do you want to know?" he said.

I
nibbled my lower lip and wondered what to tell him. In the end I told
him I had the powers to do so after seeing no harm in telling him. He
smiled and then rubbed his chin, his deep hazel eyes boring into my
soul as if searching for something.

"You
could perform wandless magic?" he asked at last.

I
nodded my head. "Well, that's what I had been told. I never
tried it myself."

He
frowned. "Do you mind if I can see if you can? I don't have the
gift, Megan does, but I do know the right spells to check if you do."

"Really?
Megan does?" I asked.

"Yeah
but she doesn't use it much. We're living in the muggle world for
over 20 years now and we're better off without magic though my other
son doesn't seem to accept that," he added, his voice distant.
He then shook his head. "Well, never mind that. I'll need to
grab a hold of your wrist in order to see. The one you use to write
or use your wand."

I
gave him my right hand for him to hold and he took out his wand. He
said the spells so quickly I barely caught a word of it. Suddenly the
veins in my right arm glowed a deep scarlet color and I felt a
tingling up and down my arm and it filled with power. He let go
abruptly and as soon as he did, my veins stopped glowing and it
turned back to normal.

"Well,
it's true. You do have the rare gift but I think it would be best
that you learned how to control your magic first instead of going
through books. You'll need that later. For now I think I'll tell
Megan to start training you unless you wish to go to someone else."

"Oh
no. Learning from Megan is fine. I just don't wish to be a bother,"
I replied.

"No,
it's no bother. Megan's not doing anything for the time being so this
will be good for the both of you. We'll speak to her about it at
dinner."

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That night after Adam told Megan about my
gift, she was really happy. I hadn't seen George since the morning
and I was a bit disappointed but I think it was for the best. Seeing
him would only be awkward and this attraction to him must stop. I
shouldn't be doing this.

Unfortunately
or fortunately we met again at the guest room I was sleeping in at
night just as I was about to crawl into the bed.

"I'm
sorry for not seeing you earlier. I had some work to do." When
he saw me in my sleeping attire which consisted of a satin deep blue
nighty that barely reached my knees he blushed and so did I.
"I'm---sor--sorry," he stammered. "I should have
knocked on the door."

"It's
fine," I said slipping into the bed and drawing the sheets up to
my chest. "It's no problem. Sit down."

He
did and at the side of the twin bed too since there was nothing else
to sit on. Since the bed was so small, we were pretty close it was
starting to get awkward again. "Um---I just wanted to tell you
that I'm happy you know wandless magic. It should come in handy in
the future." He smiled as he said, "And you won't need me
to save you next time."

I
smiled too and without knowing what I was doing, I leaned forward and
planted a chaste kiss right on the corner of his lips. "Thanks,"
I whispered. He smiled and stood up, walking towards the door.

"You're
welcome," he said and closed it behind him. He turned off the
lights as he did so, his hazel eyes locking with mine the whole time.

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The next day began my 'training.' It turned
out what I first needed to do in order to control my magic so I
wouldn't use too much or too little was to meditate. At first I
didn't know why we were meditating. The books I read never said
anything about meditating but since Megan did know wandless magic, I
didn't question her. She was a great teacher and the two of us would
sit on a special room in the basement and sit on the floor. She was
patient too and never scolded me which I thought she would because I
kept on asking questions.

I
had to breath slowly as she counted the time for me to inhale and
exhale and the hardest part was not to think of anything. I kept
thinking about everything, Draco, my life, how my butt was sore from
sitting down, etc. But after a while I got the hang of it (I was a
quick learner wasn't I?) and I didn't need Megan to count for me
anymore and it happened naturally to me.

I
didn't know when but soon a whole week has passed and I had forgotten
entirely about leaving and looking for a new place to stay. My
training continued with little progress but finally on the 8th day I
got the hang of it. I finally was able to let all my thoughts go and
I decided I should do this more often before I go to sleep since that
would be the time I would lay and think about Draco and everything.
Meditating clamed my nerves and it helped me to forget and get on
with life.

After
I meditated perfectly without a single abstract thought entering my
mind, she got me to do even more tough work, like telling me to
search deep within me and look for my hidden magic and draw it out
thread by thread. At first I didn't know what she was talking about
but the next day on my next try, I found the embers of my magic.
Keeping my breath to come in and out regularly as I had been told, I
took a strand of my magic and began to draw it out, but suddenly I
took out too much and a whole load of my magic shot out of me and
made a vase on a table behind me melt.

Megan
laughed and I noticed the dimple on her right cheek that I was pretty
sure her son inherited. She said I did way better than she ever did
and told me to get some rest. This meditating business was quite
tiring but I was determined to become successful in what she taught
me and the next day I did it. I drew out the magic and she told me to
bottle it up in something imaginary and I did it. Crimson light of my
magic was slowly being poured out of me and into a small box and at
last I mastered it. I mastered my wild untamed magic.

"Wow
that was great!" Megan said. "The first time I was able to
do that was the third month after my training but you did it by your
second week! Marvelous!"

And
it truly was marvelous but the tough part was commanding my magic to
do the things I want it to do. Like closing the door. That took much
more strength and concentration that anything I ever did before. And
I still hadn't mastered it.

A
whole two weeks passed since I ran away from Hogwarts. I expected
them to go out and look for me but they hadn't. The Peters were nice
and didn't question why I was staying with them for so long. I
suppose since I now was Megan's 'student' as she calls me, they think
it's more important for me to control my magic than for them to look
for my home. George went back to work after my first week staying
there and I missed it but it was better for him not to be at the
house for whenever he would be near, I would think about the kiss we
shared the first day and I would also feel guilty for cheating on
Draco.

I
wonder why no one was out looking for me. Did they care? Do they know
I'm not at Hogwarts? I looked at the Daily Prophet everyday to see if
they have any article about my disappearance but there was nothing
and after a while I didn't care. This was my world now. Hogwarts was
now left behind me and in the back of my mind.

My
main priority at this moment is to keep my thoughts at bay and master
my magic. And most importantly...

I had to move on.

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