Falling Harder- Fred Weasley

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(This chapter does have mentions of abuse in it, if you would like to skip over please do, i don't want anyone to feel uncomfortable.))

Sage POV:

I was sitting on the couch next to Y/n, we had come inside and decided to relax for a little. Her head was laying on my shoulder and her eyes closed. She was very beautiful, if you denied it you'd be lying to yourself. I wrapped my arm around her and started playing with her hair. I smiled to myself and leaned my head onto hers. It's crazy to think we only met a couple months ago and now were-well-i'm not sure. I haven't asked her, I think she may be cautious about starting a new relationship, with her past and all. If she wasn't comfortable with going into a relationship yet, I was fine with that; I'd wait. Better waiting and have it start later then have it never happen at all, right? I sighed and looked back down at the girl, I kissed her head and rested my head down again, closing my eyes.

It felt good to get out of the house. I was only there for a week or two but I couldn't handle the fighting with my parents. I was tired, so tired. I wish my parents cared, like actually cared for me. I didn't want them to see me as just another person to take care of, I just wanted them to care, to stop fighting. I thought back to when I was younger, how I'd cry myself to sleep as my parents fought, thinking I was the reason it was happening, thinking I was always in their way. I still do, and I always will.

I laid in my bed, the small window next to me cracked open letting the cool air hit my face. My eyes watching the ceiling, my brain trying to block out the nose from down the hall. "Don't you understand? It's all your fault! You ruin everything! You're pathetic, I don't even know why I chose you!" I heard my mother yell. "Choose me? You out of all people didn't have to choose! You could have ran away like you always said, but no! You stayed, you're the one that chose for it to be this way. How can you be so blind? I never loved you, you were just the next best choice!" My father yelled back. "You were never my first choice." He added, "You think I don't know that? I know who you really love, and I know who you pretend I am!" My mother exclaimed.

They were falling out of love, if they even did love each other. I quickly covered my ears, not being able to listen to it anymore. I closed my eyes and pretended it was different. That my family was actually happy. That we actually loved and cared for each other. Silly me, thinking of such nonsense. I'd never get that feeling even if I tried, it was always going to be like this no matter what. I had no choice. No say. Just the small shadow figure in the background.

I uncovered my ears and sat up, looking out the window. Trying to find some peace in this horrible world. When suddenly I heard everything go silent. I then heard a thud down the hall. I paused for a moment. Did one of them? No, they couldn't have. I slow;y got out of my bed and cracked my door open slightly, making sure to be quiet. I peered through the doorway and saw my parents bedroom light on. I opened my door a little more, allowing me to slip out. I walked down the dark hall, careful not to make too much noise.

I got to their bedroom door, it was slightly open, allowing me to see the littlest bit of the scene. I looked in and saw my mother leaned up against the wall with a bloody nose, I looked up at my father. His right hand had a small blood stain on it. "You-" I paused, my dad looked at me then back at my mother. "I-I didn't mean to, I promise." he stuttered. I stared at him in shock, "Y-you did this?" I asked, my father sighed. "Not on purpose.'' I slowly backed away from him, my mother was knocked out and I was scared. I backed out of the doorway and ran to my room. "Sage!" I heard my father call, I ignored him and ran to my room, I heard footsteps behind me. I quickly got to my room and closed the door.

I heard my father bang on the door, "Sage let me in!" he said angrily. I shook my head and pushed my hands against the door. "Please, Sage, open the door, I don't wanna fight! I just wanna talk damn it!" He yelled. "No." I said under my breath. "I'm not letting you in." I heard my father huff, "Sage. I'm your father, when I give an order you answer!" I didn't respond and I sat there for a few minutes waiting for him to say something. "You're just like your mother," I sighed. "Just like her."

"Just let me in and I'll explain everything." he said in a quieter tone. "No." I exclaimed, my voice breaking. I heard him chuckle and he pushed his body against the door. I pushed my body off the door and onto the ground, "Sage!" he yelled. It went silent and I heard the lock on the door click. I watched as the doorknob turned, I panted and ran my hand through my hair. I was scared, really scared. I saw a pair of black shoes step into my room. I looked up and saw him. His eyes filled with tears. Not tears of sadness, but tears of anger. He stepped towards me, my eyes wide and my lips parted. "This is what you get when you're disobedient," He said in an angry tone. I looked at him, his fist balled up and his eyebrows furrowed. I felt a single tear run down my cheek as I sat there, fearing the person who should be protecting me, not doing the opposite.

I woke with cold beads of sweat on my forehead. Panting, I turned and saw Y/n. "Hey, are you alright?" She asked, bringing her hand to my cheek. "Y-yea, i think so." I replied. She frowned and kissed my cheek. I laid my head on hers, trying to calm myself down.

That night I was only thirteen years old. I sighed and tried thinking of a time my parents were actually happy with each other. Live aid, the picture. The picture they gave me to give Y/n, of course. I wish it was always like that, I wish they were happy, I wish they liked me, and I wish they didn't scare me. I brought my left hand to my ribs, my scar. The scar I had gotten after my father burst into my room and hit me.

"Sage? Are you sure?" Y/n asked. I nodded, "I'm fine, really." Y/n looked at me, "If something is wrong you know you can tell me." she told me. "Thank you." She gave me a soft smile and pulled a blanket over us.

As me and Y/n sat, I cleared my mind from the dream and tried listening to the other sounds in the household. I heard Remus and Sirius talking from the kitchen, "You know Sirius," I heard Remus say, "that boy Sage reminds me so much of you." me and Sirius? Alike? "How so Moony?" Sirius asked.

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This chapter was mainly showing Sage's past and home life. Sorry if it wasn't that good, I was kind of in a hurry since I had practice:(
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