Part 30- Missing you

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It had been two hole days since the four Weasleys' had set off. It felt longer though. It had been extremely quiet with them gone and Hogwarts just felt so different. Hermione was clearly missing Ron and so was Harry. We hadn't seen him much. He had been busy working with Snape. Something about breaking the connection between him and You-Know-Who. 

The morning after the Weasleys' had left, Hermione came into the room all confused by the missing red heads. I mean I would be confused if everyone had suddenly disappeared. I told her the basics of how Harry had a dream that Arthur had been attacked and it actually turned out to be real and more like a vision, but they got to him on time and he should be alright. 

The both of us could tell that Harry had been feeling guilty. Whenever he got away from Snape, he would hardly speak a word to us. 

McConagall spoke to the three of us privately, knowing we didn't hesitate to tell Hermione what had happened. She gave us a simple story to tell Umbridge or anyone else if they began asking questions. It was no surprise that Umbridge was the first to do that. She didn't hold off for a second before pressuring us to tell her where they had gone. 
Following McConagalls words, we told her that there was a family emergency of some sort, they had to leave and that's all we knew. With no second thought or open mind, she didn't believe a word we had said and knew that there was something that we were holding back. In one of her questionings I told her how it was none of her business, resulting in her giving me my second detention. I had just had enough of her constantly going on about it and acting as if she cared. Adding to the previous detentions mark, 'I must not tell lies' became carved deeper into my skin, giving Umbridge so much satisfaction. 

When things began to settle down with the troll of a professor, Hermione and I began packing up the others belongings for McConagall to send off. Harry had agreed to pack for Ron whilst Hermione did the same for Ginny, leaving me to pack for Fred and George. 

I started off by packing for George. Most of their clothes are very similar, due to most of their outfits being matching, so I was not to bothered if I mixed up any of the clothes. The both of them had so many things for me to pack. I had no clue how they got it all here in the first place. 

As I finished packing for George, I moved on to pack for Fred. 

I hesitated slightly when packing all their prank and joke shop products, not knowing if something would go off at any moment. 

With Umbridge checking everyones mail, I knew that Fred and I would have no communication. Even if he had sent a letter, there is a chance I wouldn't actually receive it. With this in mind, I took the opportunity to leave a letter in his trunk. 

Dear Fred, 

Hermione, Harry and I miss you all so much and are hoping everyone's doing alright. 
Umbridge has had her suspicions, but she is now leaving it. So you have nothing to worry about here. 
Harry has been working with Snape after what happened, so we don't see him much.
Is it weird that I'm actually missing Ron and George? (Don't tell them I said that) 
As you will see, I have packed as many of you prank and joke shop products and thankfully none of them went off. I was careful when placing them into the trunk. 
I know you can't write back, so I will see you soon and tell everyone I say hey. 
Miss you all xx
Lots of love, Y/n 

I know I missed the part about the detention and how Umbridge clearly wasn't done with us and was determined to find out where and why they had gone, but they all have enough on there mind and they don't need to worry any more than they already are. I just wish I knew how they were all doing, especially Arthur, but neither Dumbledore or McConagall will tell us anything. They are keeping us all in the dark which isn't fair on Harry at all. Without him they wouldn't have known and the worst could've happened. 

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