I had been taken to the hospital and stayed their for a total of 5 days before I was released. Dolohov and the Carrow twins were taken back to Azkaban along with 3 others, one of them I believe was Rookwood. While those 6 Death Eaters were locked away it didn't mean I felt safe enough to stay by myself. I knew better than everyone that there were definitely more out there lurking about. Mrs Weasley offered to take me in for however long as I wanted as she accidentally overheard me talking to myself. I agreed.

On the way to their house, I scanned the skies hoping that I would spot Charcoal somewhere but it was empty. George told me he had seen Charcoal just a few days ago and tried to reassure me that she would be back. I appreciate the effort but it didn't really make me worry less.

A very enthusiastic Ginny greeted me when I opened the door and I was pulled into a hug that made me stiffen up. "I was so worried," she said, "when I went to visit you were always unconscious."

I pressed my lips together before mumbling a "thank you," and letting George lead me back up to my room. He opened the door and let me inside. Nothing had been touched, it was exactly how I left it.

Placing my stuff down, I was startled by a noise from the window. Swiveling around I saw Charcoal, and a breathe of relief escaped from my lungs. I ran to open the window and she swooped inside. I quickly grabbed her food and water and pat her on her head, grateful that nothing had happened to her while I was gone. Even though I never showed feelings, I had missed Charcoal and the beating of her wings I heard everywhere we went. And maybe even missed a red headed, freckled boy.

Once I made sure Charcoal was ok, I headed towards my backpack, keen for a change of clothes when I was suddenly interrupted by someone rapping on my door. As I moved closer I heard two voices arguing outside.

"No! Leave her alone! She's tired, she needs rest!"

"She is-"

But the rest of the sentence was muffled by the sound of continuous banging. Growing tired of the noise I opened the door. However I was met with the sight of something I would most certainly deem unpleasant. It was Harry Potter. I have now refrained myself from swearing when saying his name as he did save me, but that doesn't mean the hatred I've always had for him was gone. He certainly didn't look happy and behind him was a frustrated and stressed out George.

"What's up?" I asked, cautiously.

"Nothing," George quickly responded, pulling Potter away from me and out into the hallway, "absolutely nothing at all."

But Potter got out of his hold and stalked up to me. "What's up?" He seethed, "Why don't you tell me what's up Miss Dark Lord's daughter."

Fuck. 

A/N sorry for the long wait and this short chapter. it is the holidays for me now so I should be updating regularly now. i do think this story is going to come to an end soon probably at about 30 or so chapters. thx for all your patience and support in this story! also a late happy easter if you celebrate! 🐣

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