I avoided Potter like the plague. I never left the room unless it was necessary. George had tried to convince me to come out and socialise more but I refused to. Every night the same dream came to haunt me over and over again which resulted in me trying to stay awake. Now even the smallest unnatural sound, unnerved me and made me panic.

Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, I almost screamed at my own appearance. I looked appalling. I was pale so so pale and the dark circles under my eyes were very noticeable. My hair was a tangled and knotted mess even after my attempts to brush it every day. I had gone thinner, my sunken cheeks an obvious sign of weight loss. Was this what George saw every day when he came in to try to convince me to leave? I groaned as a headache began to form causing me to squeeze my eyes shut.

Headaches were a regular occurrence at this point due to my messed-up sleep schedule, and I had to endure them every day. I sighed and exited the bathroom after many deficient attempts to fix up my appearance.

"Elena!"

It was George. Shit.

"Um hi?" I said, turning around slowly.

"You should come join us for breakfast!" George suggested.

"Um- it's alright I don't want to intrude on your family time."

I winced as I said the word family.

"It's fine! Besides, mum's always asking me why you never come down to eat." George explained, and before I could answer he pulled me towards the kitchen.

I tried to object but it seemed George wasn't going to listen to me so I gave up in the end.

When we finally reached the dining room everyone was already seated at the table, food-filled plates in front of them.

"Elena!" George's mum exclaimed, "It's nice to have you finally join us!"

"S-sorry" I stuttered, "I didn't want to intrude."

"Ah, it's fine! You're not intruding on anything." She gestured to the food on the table. "Come have a bite!"

I sat down in the seat beside Ginny who was coincidentally sitting next to Potter. I had to compress my urge to run from the room.

"Hey, are you alright?"

I looked at Ginny, a confused expression on my face.

"You just don't look too good," she said gesturing to my state.

It was kinda rude, but I couldn't blame her cause I knew I looked like shit.

"Oh um yeah I'm fine," I said, trying to muster up my best smile.

I turned back to the table and distracted myself by eating some food.

After I had forced down the contents of my plate I made to leave, but Mrs Weasley stopped me.

"Would you like some more?" She asked, holding another plate of food.

"Oh no, it's um alright! I'm full. But thanks, Mrs Weasley."

"Are you sure dear? I've noticed you haven't been eating much recently."

"Y-yeah I'm quite full, but thank you," I repeated, hoping to leave as soon as possible.

"Alright dear, but you should consider coming down and having meals with us more." Mrs Weasley suggested, a smile on her face.

I nodded and hurried up the stairs. I just made it to the bathroom before I emptied out the entire contents of my stomach in the toilet. I stayed there for a few minutes before I decided that I was alright. I flushed the toilet and stumbled to my room.

I fell unconscious before I even reached the bed.