Alexandra Weasley: Book 4

4

"But you don't even like quidditch." Molly accused her daughter as she begged to go to the quidditch match with Cedric and his parents.

"No, but Cedric does. And it's important to him."

"You're willing to sit through hours, possibly days, of a quidditch match because Cedric enjoys it?"

"I'll take a couple book. They have an extra ticket and there won't be another World Cup in Britain for decades. Please? I really want to go. This is something he's dreamed of, and I want to be with him for it. One day it could be him playing professionally in the World Cup." Molly shared a look with her husband.

"We'll think about it, okay?"

"I'll do anything. I'll do meals for the rest of summer, or extra chores. I'll even degnome the garden by myself."

"This really means a lot to you?"

"He means a lot to me."

"Do you honestly think forcing yourself to sit through something you don't enjoy is healthy for your relationship?" Molly asked, carefully.

"He's under no delusions that I like the sport, mum. It's a gesture. He makes an effort with things I enjoy. He hates extra reading but looks up obscure books so that we have things to talk about. He sits through study sessions with me even when he's done all his work, so that I have company. He set up worked on the entire application for the potions competition for me because he knew I'd want to do it. I want him to know I care about him enough to do the things he likes too. Even if it's watching a nonsense sport." Molly sighed.

"Okay." She said.

"We will have to talk to his parents first. And there are rules." Her father said. "Number one, if there's an overnight stay, you and Cedric are in separate rooms."

"Yes, yes! I promise."

"And you'll behave all summer?"

"I will."

"Alright then. We'll talk more about it later." Alex bounded forward giving her parents a hug before running out of the room.

"Well, she certainly seems happy enough about it." Arthur mused.

"I'm not sure such intensity is good for her." Molly said, hesitant.

"Oh, Molly. Cedric's a good lad."

"She's already been through so much, I don't want her to get hurt again." Arthur gave his wife a comforting hug.

"She's a very mature young lady. Weren't we her age when we began courting?" Molly harrumphed and Arthur smiled. "She'll be fine as long as she knows we're here for her if she needs us. We can't stop her from growing though."

Rubbing it in her siblings' faces was just a must-do. It's not like Alex could not tell the twins she'd be going to the World Cup and they weren't. It would defeat the purpose of having siblings. Ron was the most jealous of it, begging their parents for a chance to go. Ginny was disappointed, but upon realizing her sister would be going with her boyfriend, maintained that they had important matters to talk about. Which leads us to this moment, with the girls sitting in Alex's room and the door firmly closed.

"Are you going to tell Cedric how you feel?" Ginny asked.

"What? No."

"Oh, come on. It'd be so romantic."

"Quidditch is the least romantic thing ever."

"No but professing your love to him doing something you don't really like but you know means a lot to him is."