A/n: I'm having a writers block so this might not be good, but the story needed some kind of new thing.
Also TW: ‼️A tiny smut scene. Do not read if it makes you as uncomfortable as it made me to write it‼️
I will write a warning before it happens.
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Christmas and January went quickly by. George had become even more protective after Christmas and didn't let me go out without someone to watch me. He accidently called me stupid once for wanting to just take a walk by myself to clear my thoughts. He appologized immediatly and bought me a hundred roses the next day.
I watched George and Fred running around the shop, helping kids plot their next prank on their parents.
«You gotta live fast» A voice behind me said. I turned around, but saw nothing. «You don't know how long you will be here...» The voice said, but I couldn't figure out where it came from.
«You look like a mess» Bernard shrugged, coming up from behind me.
«I hear all these voices...Telling me what to do and not to do. It's been like that since christmas. It protects me, but it also sounds like they are telling me that I'm going to die» I told him.
«I hope you die» Bernard muttered. «I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I'm just tired of you always pulling me back here»
«It's fine... I'm tired of you too» I shrugged.
«You okey, darling?» George shouted to me from down the staircase.
«I'm fine» I answered and faked a smile.
«Dinner tonight? Without Fred» He chuckled when he said the last part.
«Sounds like a plan» I chuckled aswell. George went back to help his customers and I was left to look down at him. He and Fred looked so happy when they just ran around in their own little world. I smiled to myself and disapparated up to the flat. That's right, I can fully apparate now.
«Y/n» I sat in the sofa when I heard a familiar voice say my name. I quickly jumped off of the couch and stood to my feet.
«Dad» I felt tears threatning. «You're here..»
«Your friend sent me here» He smiled to me.
«How does she do it? How does Sophie do all this?»
«I have no idea. Anyway, It's good to be able to talk to you» He smiled and came a bit closer.
«Really? She's a pain to talk to» Bernard huffed, coming out from the bathroom for some reason.
«Shut up» Dad shushed him.
«It's good to talk to you too» I smiled as a tiny tear rolled down my cheek. It had been almost a year now since he died and I hated every second I couldn't talk to him.
«Okey, listen. Bellatrix and Voldemort knows about your 'powers' and think you can raise the dead. You have to be careful.. Don't go out, don't be alone..»
«I can't. I can't even bring you here to talk to you! How am I supposed to bring someone to life?!» I said panicking over that Voldemort took interesst in me.
«You can't. But he thinks you can do it» Dad explained to me.
«Am I safe? Does he like... want to kill me..?» I worriedly asked. George and I were kinda planning a future together so it would be very sad to die now.
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FanficY/N l/n is about to start her fourth year at Hogwarts when she meets George and Fred Weasley. She's a Gryffindor like the twins, but their friendship started with a lie about her house. Y/n soon find's out that she is Sirius Black's daughter. TW:...
