Thantophobia||Fred Weasley

Feather

-Sky, today is the day. Hopefully, when we leave this school, you will finally speak.

Fred is waking me up. He have been doing this every day for the past 30 days. He haven't heard my voice once since I read my letter's answer. In fact, no one has, not even I. Madam Pomfrey says it's probably cause by something called a post-traumatic shock and that it might take a while for me to be better. Poor twins, I know they are worried. I feel bad but even if I want, I can't proceed to speak. I tried at some moments and all I succeeded to do was crack a smile or a muffled giggle. Pomfrey said to be patient but I want to speak. I want everyone to stop being worried about me. Yes, Sky, that's right. These were the worst news you could have ever received on a simple piece of paper but you can not stay silent for the rest of the time. Especially since the twins are waiting for your consent to read the letters and to know what is going on. You haven't expressed any emotions for the past month. Now, Fred is in your laundry, picking your outfit for the last day of school. Sky, do something for him and speak.

-I... might speak today, yes.

Fred is exposing the capacity of his eye to open really big today. His lobes almost hang off his skin. He is staring at me with one of my shirt in hand, not knowing how to react. When his brain proceeds, he jumps on the bed and grab my face.

-Yes! Say it again! Say something again! George!

As he yells his twin's name, he rushes inside the room. Seeing his brother's position, George the wisest assume what is going on.

-She finally spoke?

-Yes, go Sky, say something to George!

He is holding my face so thigh, I can not even turn to see George.

-You're hurting my cheeks.

He lets go of me as George gasps. The biggest smiles are on their face and I know it's not the first time I says this but it is so overwhelming to have people mentally stable enough to express their love and care for you with no shame whatsoever. George sits on the bed with us.

-You should spend the day in pajamas, it will be a long ride to the Burrow.

Oh, right. It's today I get to meet the whole family. It was stressful a month ago but with anything that happened, I am now more excited than anxious with this news. Everything happened so quickly. This entire year felt like only a day.

-I won't present myself to your parents wearing a bunny pajamas George.

-Oh, you sound healthy enough now.

We laugh together. I am still kind of weak but I am happy I can finally laugh with them.

-I'm going to go warn the others that you're feeling better. They're in the Great Hall eating. Pack your bags and leave them in the Common Room. Then, you two will join us when you're ready.

George leaves the room leaving me and Fred alone. Before he can say anything, I jump on him and hug him the hardest as I can. He was there for me every second of these past weeks and I could not even thank him.

-Thank you, Freddie.

-I told you I would be there for you no matter what.

He hugs me back.

-I'm really happy you're feeling better. I don't know if it's too soon to ask but... what happened to you?

I take a deep breathe. I finally feel ready to inform him on what happened. I mean, he was pretty respectful about it. He respected my boundaries and, even if he knew where the letter was, he never opened it to read it without my consent. I take the pillow I was sleeping on and I grab a folded piece of paper off of it's case. I hand it over to him.