Wand Hopping ; D.M.

𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑠

Things are going to start jumping around a bit more. And TW for SA

Elsie Granger

It happened again. I was in Diagon Alley to see Ollivander and Mr. Malfoy was there as well. I don't exactly know why, but I tried to avoid him, avoiding eye contact and rushing off as soon as I spotted his recognizable hair. He was probably there for work or just to terrorize people as they walked past.

He ran toward me before I could get away. The rest can probably be imagined, though it shouldn't have happened at all. Unlike last time, I was conscious, but couldn't fight back. It's not that I didn't want to, it was just too hard to.

Before he shoved me away from him, I muttered, "The truth will come out."

I'm not quite sure why I said it, and I'm thankful that it didn't make him more upset at me. What did I do to make him do all of this to me anyway?

Needless to say, I skipped my meeting with Ollivander and instead spent my Saturday having a therapy session with the Weasley twins. I know I should tell Draco about all of this, but I don't know how to. And besides, what can he do about it?

Fred warmed some hot chocolate for us all and we sat in the living room and sipped. No matter what, I knew that they would both be here for me. True friends.

As the night grew cold, they offered me some blankets and the sofa if I wanted to stay. I wanted to, but I needed to be back at Hogwarts or Norah and Draco would be worried and wondering where I am.

At Hogwarts, Draco was sitting in the common room waiting for me and looking at me as if he hadn't seen me in a decade.

"Where in the world have you been?"

"Rather not say." I kept myself together though I wanted to curl into a ball and cry all night long.

"As long as you weren't cheating on me."

I know what he said was a joke, but come on. Your father gets to abuse and use me and all you're concerned about is if I'm cheating. It depends if your father taking advantage of me is considered cheating or not. All I want is for him to ask me if I'm okay or if I'd like a sip of his tea or something. Something other than 'As long as you weren't cheating on me.'

I went into my room, leaving him in the common room and with a smile on his face. He knew his dad had done it to me before, but he didn't know about this time, and I don't want to tell him as he won't care.

I lay in bed and fell asleep almost instantly. In the morning, I had no energy to go to classes or to see or talk to anybody. All I wanted was to be alone and to not be consumed by thoughts. When word got to the professors that I was staying in bed all day, I was given 2 options, either to go to classes or go to Hogsmeade for a therapy session.

Hogsmeade was cold, but at least I wasn't sitting in a class that I could probably sleep through. The therapy building looked like all the others and I was met by a receptionist as I entered.

"What time is your appointment?" the woman asked.

"I'm here for a walk-in." I spoke anxiously.

She handed me a few pieces of paper and a cheap quill to fill out the forms. They were simple questions like my name, age, and what type of therapy I need. Underneath listed dozens of types that seemed useless to be on the sheet. I handed the receptionist the papers and quill back as I waited in an uncomfortable chair.

"Elsie?" she asked after I had been sitting down, "We have two therapists available right now for a walk-in. Shawn Artglas or Martin Oakweed?"

"Martin Oakweed, please."