"Hey, do you wanna go on a date with me? Hey, do you wanna go on a date with me?

Hey, do you wanna go on a date with me? Hey, do you wanna go on a date with me?

Hey do you wanna go on a d-"

"Oh for fuck's sake shut up!!!!" I screamed clutching at my head.

It was so overwhelming. Thoughts circled throughout my head, possibilities forming, moments created. What was happening to me? Why could I only think about George?

He had asked me the question 2 days ago. Great timing might I add, as the Death Eaters were getting closer to the Weasleys. I didn't know what to say so I just stood up and ran back to the safety of my room like the coward I was. Always running away from my problems and somehow roping other people into it.

It terrified me. The thought of the Weasleys especially George (wtf is wrong with me?) finding out my true identity sent chills down my spine. Knowing Potter he'd probably drag me to the Ministry, hand me over and I'd be given to the Death Eaters in some sort of exchange. Dating George would just place a bigger risk on him. If anyone found out he was associated with me they'd lock him up too.

But the fantasies. The thought of someone actually caring for me and loving me almost made me walk out of my room and tell George yes. To have someone treat me well, respect my decisions, and want to hear my opinions were so tempting. But this was real life. Daydreaming and fantasising would get me nowhere as whatever relationship I was imagining would be doomed from the start.

Shaking the thoughts from my head I focused on something else. A plan to leave. I needed to leave this place as soon as possible. The Death Eaters were drawing closer and closer and I couldn't let them hurt the Weasley family just for me. They were anything but mean to me since I arrived. I had been provided with a place to stay, food to eat and a room to myself. They had given me too much and I couldn't let the Death Eaters attack them in return, could I?

I already had some sort of a plan for me to get away. I had two choices. 1) I sneak away in the middle of the night with no light as that could awaken somebody or 2) Come up with some excuse to leave and explain I cannot come back. Option two sounded more appealing to me as being in the dark made the haunted thoughts of him come back. However, option two means that I will be asked millions of questions and need to come up with answers to them. I was shit at lying so guess how great that'll be.

Groaning at my bad luck I hid my face in my pillow. Charcoal hooted from the windowsill. Turning my head to look at her I let out a small smile. Charcoal was the one constant unchanging thing in my life. She was like a comfort object to me. Standing up, I grabbed one of her treats and gave it to her.

"Don't leave me ok?" I whispered as she nibbled on the treat in my hand.

Charcoal looked at me with her wide eyes and hooted once more as if she perfectly understood what I was saying.

Patting her on the head, I filled her water bowl before flopping back on the bed. Maybe just maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all. 

A/N I've had extra time to write so here's the next chapter early!! (it's by a day but I'm still proud of myself) Hopefully this makes up for the 300 word chapter I uploaded last week!

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