Title: Songs of Love (
21. Umpteen)
Genre: Humor
Characters: Alecto Carrow, George Weasley, Fred Weasley
Rating: GP, one swear word though.
Word Count: 395 words
Summary: After years of separation, George and Alecto are finally reunited.
Author's Notes: Songs are by Britney Spears, Avril Lavigne, Rick Astley and All-4-One, respectively. I'm not sure who owns them, but it's not me. Though I am guilty of the massacred lyrics.
"Isn't she lovely, this Slytherin girl?
And I say she's so pretty, she's sublime
But she cry, cry, cries in the lonely night thinking:
If there's nothing, missing in my life
Then why does George seem like Mr. Right?"
Furnunculus!
"Hey, hey, you, you
I know that you like me!
No way, no way, no it's not a secret
Hey, hey, you, you
I don't like your boyfriend!
No way, no way, I think you need a new one..."
Confringo!
"Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna turn around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna cast a curse and kill you!"
Oppugno!
"And I swear by the nargle that's in Louis' hair
I'll be there
I swear like the algae that clings to the Squid
I'll be there
For better or worse
Till death do us part
I'll love you with every beat of my heart!
I SWEAR!"
CRUCIO!
Alecto Carrow paused as she rounded a corner and came face to face with George Weasley. He gave a start when he saw her and something passed his eyes. They stood, looking at each other for a moment. She was not too surprised to see him, considering half of his family was downstairs, fighting in the battle. Still, it was something of a shock to meet again with the petulant child of so many years ago. He still looked the same and she had aged considerably. He surprised her by grinning.
"Alecto, my love!"
"Avada Kedavra!"
He masterfully evaded it by swan diving out of the way in time. She sneered at him.
"See? All those years of evading your attacks and those of your housemates paid off," he teased.
She cast another spell at him, which he managed to block with a Shield Charm. She reared for another attack but suddenly felt her body grow stiff and she fell to the floor. The twin came up from behind her. "Well, lookie. If it isn't Miss Carrow!"
"Fred! How could you?" she heard George declare. She saw George kneel down by her side and he stroked her hair. He sniffed tragically and grinned. "I'm sorry, luv. But it never would've worked out between us anyway."
Damn you, Weasel!