*Time Skip*

The door opened with a flick of my wand and I entered, calling out. I hung my coat on the hanger and took off my shoes.

"In here!"

I followed the sound of the voice and made my way to the living room. The sight of George sitting on the couch came into view. He turned, facing me arms wide, pulling me into a hug,

"How was today?" He asked.

I relaxed in his hold, my head coming to rest on his shoulder. I breathed in his scent. It surrounded me and I felt like i had finally returned home.

"It was alright." I mumbled into his shoulder.

"Nobody bothered you?"

I shook my head. A few months ago, I told everyone about my past. About who I really am and who my parents were. Shacklebolt had come to me asking about my opinions in telling him more information. He didn't force me, and only told me to answer a yes or no. It was in that moment did I realise that I was ready. I was sick and tired of hiding my past and wanted to be able to live my life in freedom. To live everyday without worrying and constantly looking behind my back.

So I told him everything, with George by my side holding my hand while I recounted it all. It was only a few weeks later did I allow the ministry to register my name officially with my parents name alongside it. I knew this information would get out but, it was only a matter of days before articles spread and newspapers were published. My face was plastered on every single paper that was publicised and soon everyone knew what I looked like and about my background.

I didn't dare to go outside for at least a week, my anxiety crawling through my mind overtaking every thought. If it wasn't for George who came barging into my apartment on one of my worst days imaginable I might not even be here today. He pulled me together told me everything I was feeling was ok. He let me cry, let me rage but most of all he listened to me. He let me rant and comforted me through it all.

When I was feeling better, he brought me to my feet and questioned my thoughts on what I wanted to do next. So he aided me in coming up with an idea in telling the wizarding world the truth. I released a book and never looked back. It included everything I once experienced. I offered no opinions, no thoughts on how they should view me or think of me.

The journey wasn't always smooth. I received stares when going out, whispers following wherever I went. George assured me that everything was going to be ok. But sometimes I couldn't help myself and the thoughts returned. I eventually landed myself a job at the ministry. It was small at first without much contact with others. When I regained my confidence and began interacting with others more I moved up the ranks slowly.

I was still watched carefully by some but others realised I meant no harm and what I had written were my true beliefs. I now went to therapy not as a requirement to maintain my mental health but as a way to relieve myself of my haunting thoughts. And as time passed I was slowly seeing improvement.

George and I have been seeing each other for 3 months now. It wasn't planned, it just happened so suddenly and with our feelings being known to each other way before it was no surprise that things happened so quickly.

Now, in his embrace I felt all my worries drift away. He brushed my face with his fingers, and lifted it slightly.

"Missed you today." He whispered.

I smiled, and our lips met. It was bittersweet, butterflies erupting in my stomach just like it once did the first time we kissed. After everything that ever occured in my life this seemed to be the best thing I could ever ask for. 

A/N Ik it's been so long and I'm sorry to everyone who was waiting. But I have finally finished this story! It was great fun writing it and coming up with an entirely new character and storyline myself, I just hope you enjoyed reading too!! 

Super sorry once again for the wait, love u all 💞

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