Silent Whispers -George Weasley Fanfiction-

1. Daydreaming through the day

Writer's message to the readers:

Hello everyone and welcome to the prologue of my George Weasley fanfiction!

Reducing the confusement, I'll explain now that this story will have chapters with different narrators and point of views (pov). For example protagonist's pov and second person narrator pov. I'll always mention the point of view if it is not second person narrator (that is my main writing style) during the chapter!

I will let you know possible trigger warnings on top of every chapter. This fanfiction is suggested to +18 because of the possible mental illnesses and explicit sexual content it will have later on. So read with your own responsibility!

I hope you will enjoy and feel free to leave comments and suggestions!

[tw – minor depression]

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Roslyn's pov

"Turn to page 394",echoed professor Snapes words somewhere in the back of my mind – almost somewhere not to be found.

It was so lovely and calm, no loud sounds or bright lights. At least it was until my dearest friend Hermione poked me awake from my calming daydreams.

"Roslyn, wake up! You need to focus now or you will be sitting in detention once again with Snape and you know how that goes", Hermione hissed between her teeth so our professor would not pay attention to us.

She was right though. I had been more and more in detention indeed, even though I didn't mean to be like that. I used to be the star student who was never in trouble. I felt the guilt in my guts so I tried to find more comfortable position again before actually focusing into the lesson.

Everything that happened last summer was the reason to it all. I can not deny that daydreaming wasn't  a perfect escape from my current reality. Everything kept disturbing me from doing it and it almost pissed me off.

"I know, I'm sorry 'Mione –  I'll do my best", I said and nodded to her and tried to stay focused during rest of the day, I have transfiguration, muggle studies and herbology left. Shit, this is gonna be harder than I can even imagine.

Luckily day went pass quicker than I expected but it was extremely tiring. It was finally time to throw robes aside and have some me time for now – I promise to myself, no daydreaming, homework and quidditch later.

It was half past four already and I had just finished my Herbology class with Neville. It is hard to completely understand that someway it is so relaxing when Neville is around, he is so kind and decent guy. He really is a true friend, one of the only friends I have. He is always listening to me about my problems even though he hasn't had it easy either.

But maybe that is why he understands so well – losing my entire family was not easy. I know I only lost my adoptive family, since my biological parents are unknown, but I think I am not the one to blame, I grew up with them and family isn't always tied by blood.

"See you later Neville", I said, waved to him and walked towards my dorms.

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I jumped on my bed after I had shut my door. I closed my eyes for a slight minute, just for a minute. I feel like I've been walking in a massive field of fog for ages and nothing cheers me up anymore. I used to love potions and herbology classes but now almost nothing can keep me away from my bed – except the fear of getting expelled. As I said, I'll close my eyes just for a tiny minute..