burning hearts - Harry James Potter

4. overwhelmed

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The next few days, Davie tried avoiding physical contact as much as she could. She didn't want to unnecessary hurt people until she found a way to stop whatever was going on.

Even though she tried extremely hard, she didn't manage to stop herself from harming people with the weird burns and so she completely stopped touching people. Of course that was hard as Davie's love language was touch and she loved being physically connected with certain people.

After the first Transfiguration lesson of the year, Davie had gone up to McGonagall and asked if she could talk with her.

The professor agreed and told Davie to come to her office after her lessons were over, so now Davie was on her way to the professor's office.

She hadn't told McGonagall what she wanted to talk about exactly, so the thing Davie was now worried about was how on earth she was suppose to convince McGonagall this strange thing was happening to her.

Davie arrived at the study located in the first-floor corridor and knocked on the wooden door. Unlike Dumbledore's study, this one didn't need a password to be opened.

"Hello Davina, come in." McGonagall welcomed Davie when she opened the door for the girl.

Davie nervously entered the room and sat down in the familiar big armchair. She fiddled with her fingers until McGonagall sat down opposite of her, on the other side of the desk.

"What do you want to talk about? Is everything ok?" McGonagall asked with a concerned look at the sight of the young girl in front of her.

From the moment McGonagall had started teaching Davie, she saw so much of two of her past students in the girl and immediately knew who she was. Every time McGonagall laid eyes on her, it reminded her of the horrible events that happened twelve years ago.

Davie sighed and looked up at the woman she saw as a mother figure. "Something has been happening and I wondered if you maybe know how to stop it."

McGonagall didn't seem surprised by Davie's words and reached underneath the desk for a second, pulling a bowl of biscuits out and held it out to Davie. "Take a cookie and explain, dear."

With a biscuit in her hand, not eating it, Davie started talking: "I think it started on the train. I don't know, I was feeling Harry's forehead because he looked kind of sick and suddenly my hand tingled and I left a weird burn on his forehead but it did fade away after some time."

She nervously took a bite of her biscuit to calm herself down a bit, and it instantly worked.

McGonagall seemed to be hiding a small smile, making Davie a bit confused, but she thought she might've been just imagining it.

"Alright, and has it happened more times after that?" McGonagall asked calmly, clearly knowing something Davie didn't know.

"Yes, it happened once with Hermione, Elijah and some more times with Harry too." Davie explained, grabbing another biscuit from the bowl.

"I see." McGonagall commented. "And may I ask, do you remember which emotion you were feeling at the time when it first happened?"

Davie thought back to the moment when it first happened with Harry, on the train. It was right after the dementor attack, she remembered.

"I think, anxious? Or worried. Yeah, I was worried I think." Davie said with a frown.

McGonagall nodded, more to herself. "That makes sense."