¨*The Boy Who Returned*¨

Part 3, The Hideout.

Y/n's hair flowed in the wind and her red cheeks were hot. The sweat on her forehead felt warm against the cold air. Her fingers were quite cold and so was her body, the coat had helped to keep her warm but she had left it at the burrow. Once again Y/n didn't know where her broom was taking her but she just kept flying. She couldn't shake the feeling of someone watching her, she looked everywhere but couldn't see anyone. Maybe that woman had followed her? Maybe they were after her to kill her? She suddenly felt her heart drop low into her stomach as she heard a similar sound behind her, she knew it very well since Fred and George always did this, every. single. morning. She instantly knew that someone had apparated behind her. 

George knew that Y/n had gone to the burrow the second that she left, but he wanted to give her some time, it was afterall quite akward to kiss your late boyfriend's brother. But after about an hour he began worrying and decided to fly to his family home. The place where he grew up, the place where he had his first kiss. He had missed the burrow alot but couldn't bring himself to go there, because Fred was everywhere. He was in their bedroom, in the kitchen and even in the bathroom. No one had touched his toothbrush or anything- just in case. When he arrived outside the house he struggled to hold his tears back, it was hard to not think about Fred. After a while he finally landed on the grass taking his broom with him. He was happy to be home but something felt off. He went up to the door to find it open, he carefully stepped inside and saw the wet coat on the floor. When he looked up he saw that the whole place had been turned upside down, all the drawers had been pulled out and everything was a mess. He went into the kitchen and looked to see if anything was stolen, but no. All the things had just been pulled out like someone had been looking for something. He knew that Y/n would never do anything like this unless she had gone off the rails. "What the fu-" George said has he stepped on something. He crouched and picked up the note and the piece from the clock with Fred's face on it. He felt his eyes tingling as he read what Y/n had written. But after he read the note he got even more suspicous, Y/n would never do this to the burrow, so who had done it? As he was walking up the stairs he heard music playing quietly in Fred's and his room. He walked slowly and pulled out his wand- ready to defend himself. He quietly pushed open the door and found the room empty. He saw that the room had also been searched. The song "Arms Tonite" was still playing and he knew for a fact that Y/n had been there. But why would she leave the window open? He realised what he had thought and quickly stood up. He thought about what could have happened and realised that she might had have to escape from something, or someone.

Y/n's heart was beating in her chest, every breath felt like her last. She took out her wand and turned around, but no one was there. She said "Have I gone completely mental? But she still had that feeling and she knew that she wasn't alone. the clouds were blocking her view but she thought she saw a shadow, her pulse was raising and she froze. What do I do now? Y/n thought to her self. But before she knew what she was doing she had taken off. Flying faster than she had ever flewn before. She turned sharp corners to try to shake the follower off but was struggling. But when she saw where her broom had taken her she suddenly felt safe. She rushed into Grimmauld Place and shut the door close. The smell of old ladies hit her in the face as she carefully walked inside. She looked around for a bit and remembered all the memories from the Order, even though it had been hard Fred and George always made her laugh on the saddest days. She suddenly felt a wave of tiredness hit her, she had been flying all day and was quite exhausted. She walked up the stairs and went in to the room where Fred had been sleeping. She put the broom underneath her bed and but the necklace underneath her pillow to keep it safe. As soon as she laid down she fell asleep.