Hermione jumps up from her seat immediately. "Ron, take Venus to the library. I'll join you in a minute."
"Hey, uh, it's not that big of a deal," I say quickly. The last thing I need is for the whole school to know I have daddy issues, but Hermione just yanks Ron out of his seat and points to the door. Ron looks at the rest of his breakfast wistfully. Hermione sighs, exasperated he hasn't moved yet, so I grab some toast, wrap it up in a napkin, and hand it to Ron. "Here, you can eat on the way if you want," I tell him. His face lights up, but he also looks confused. "You don't think I eat too much?"
"My god, Ron. There's nothing wrong with you; you're a teenage guy. Teenage guys eat a lot of food- that's normal."
The poor guy looks likes he's never heard of that before. It's always bugged me that his friends fat shame him. There's nothing wrong with being hungry or liking food. "There was a time when my parents would make a huge deal about my weight cause I'd eat a whole lot but still couldn't gain any weight- especially since the doctors thought they were starving me and my parents were trying to prove them wrong. Puberty can be a weird time for your body-It doesn't help anything to make you feel bad about something you can't control. Now come on, let's just go. I talk too much." I practically run out of the Great Hall. TF do I talk so much?? I can honestly sound psychotic if I let myself speak my thoughts out loud. "Hey, wait up." Fuck. I turn around. Ron runs up to me, panting, one hand clutching his napkin-wrapped toast. "You-walk really-fast," he gasps, trying to catch his breath.
"Sorry."
"No, no, it's cool, mate." I slow down my pace a little, and resume walking towards the library. Ron falls into step beside me. "I think it's cool, ya know, about food and not caring about what others think." He pauses. "Are you- are you okay? I mean, with your parents and the whole food thing? You can have some of my toast if you want." He holds the napkin-wrapped bundle out towards me. "No, no, it's okay." I tell him. "I mean, yeah, they weren't really feeding me-or clothing, caring for, or educating me- but I turned out okay. 'Least, I think I did."
Shit. There I go over sharing again. "Bloody Hell," Ron breathes. "Maybe Hermione was right to freak out." Fuck.
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From the Grave
FanfictionVenus, an abused teen, finds themself suddenly transported to Hogwarts, where they find a new danger has arisen, a girl named Luna, and face their past. Draco, broken after the war and destruction of Hogwarts, finds true love after years of pain wit...
