The Ravenclaw and The Grim

Some Time at the Weasley's

The Weasley house was warm and inviting as always and Ginny wasted no time dragging Lyra and Hermione off and up to their room. The girls talked Lyra's ear off and she was glad that they didn't ask about her puffy eyes or slightly dampened mood.

They showed her the school supplies they got, talked about the classes they would be taking and genuinely just enjoyed each other's company.

"Are you excited to see dean?" Lyra asked watching Ginny closely.

She grinned mischief in her eye "yes. We've been writing all summer. Could you believe those idiots earlier? Honestly Lyra I don't know how you choose to live with them."

Lyra smiled softly a pang of sadness in her heart. She missed George already... And she wished she hadn't left so worked up.

"Speaking of the twins..." Hermione began hesitantly her face a shade of deep shade of pink. "um... Well I was wondering Lyra living with George and all... If you two had um... Well you know-"

"YUCK." Ginny spat making a face of disgust. "Oh that's so gross."

"Hermione's blush deepened "I was just curious..."

"He's my brother Hermione." Ginny said swiping her towel off the end of her bed and getting up. "I'm gonna go shower and try to scrub this conversation from my brain."

She walked out of the room before Lyra could protest and she turned back to Hermione her dread for this conversation written all over her face.

Hermione's blush was gone though she did look a bit guilty. "Relax Lyra I was just trying to get rid of Ginny for a minute I wanted to ask you about the order."

Lyras tense shoulders visibly relaxed but she eyed Hermione reproachfully. "That's not very nice Hermione..."

"I know..." She admitted " but I was afraid if I didn't then we wouldn't get the chance to talk... You not going back to school and all..."

Lyra was about to answer when the door slammed open making both girls jump out of there skin.

"You are here!" Fleur said before pouncing on Lyra and pulling her into a hug. "Ugh I am so glad! It has been so boring here. Only chickens and housework! How long are you staying for? And where is your twin? Did he really let you go all by your lonesome?"

Hermione glared her mood souring. Lyra tried her best to ignore it. "he stayed back at the shop...."

Fleur's eyes narrowed "why? Are you two fighting?"

"It's none of your business even if they were." Hermione snapped.

Fleur looked at her as if this was the stupidest suggestion she'd ever heard. "Of course it is my business. If he has treated her badly I will have to hurt him and steal her away."

"Ginny invited me over for a girl's night." I interjected before they could continue on. "That's all."

Neither of them looked very convinced but before Fleur could push any further Bill appeared in the doorway. "I should of known this is where I'd find you." He said making all three girls turn towards the door. "And what trouble are you three causing?"

"I am going to have to hex your brother." Fleur said matter of factly.

"Mmmm judging by Lyra's lack of her usual shadow I'm assuming it's George?"

Lyra blushed internally groaning.

"Yes." Fleur said tugging Lyra closer to her only turning the girls cheeks even more pink.

"George didn't do anything I came over for a girl's night he's not a girl... Hence him staying home."

"Like that would ever stop him." Bill snorted.

Lyras frustration sizzled. What was the point of her even talking if no one was going to listen? She stood pulling out of Fleur's grip. "I'm going for a walk." And pushed past Bill before any of them could protest.

She went upstairs to the bathroom placing her ear on the door to see if the shower was still running. She knocked. "Ginny? You in there?"

"Who's asking?"

Lyra jiggled the knob, when it turned easily in her hand she cracked the door enough to peek in.

"What's up?"

"Can I hide in here?"

Ginny looked up from her bubbly bath smirking. "To much Flem for you to handle?"

"No..." Lyra lied looking at the floor. "Just need a second away from everyone."

"Come on in."

Lyra shut the door locking it behind her and slinked over to the toilet sitting down. Ginny winced at her mood but tried her best not to show it. They sat in silence for a while. Lyra drawing shapes on her leg with her finger.

"I know you don't like talking about things... But sometimes it does help."

Lyra looked up at her darkly but Ginny didn't back down. "Sulk if you want I won't force you too. No doubt Hermione's been dying to pester you about it."

She sighed leaning her head against the wall. "I'm sorry."

Ginny shrugged blowing some bubbles off her knee.

Lyra didn't even know where to begin. "You know how everyone is. It's just frustrating being babied all the time. Everyone but Moody and Tonks... Don't get me wrong I love George... " She felt the tears begin to well in her eyes and she wiped them away frustratedly "he just didn't even hear me out..."

Ginny hummed in agreement. "I hate to break it to you Lyra but my brothers always been a bit of a prat... Mum and Dad thought you'd swapped him out with someone else the first time they saw him with you."

"He's not a prat... Not really." Lyra mumbled.

Ginny glared. "he is you just love him so you can't see it."

She sighed again and looked to the steam covered window and the night dark beyond it. "Sorry to be dumping all of this on you..."

Ginny shrugged "it's kind of nice to know I'm not the only one who feels that way." She watched as Lyra reached up and drew a storm cloud on the glass. "It's because hes never seen you." It slipped out before she could stop it.

Lyra turned back to her, her confusion filling the air.

"I just mean he wasn't there... at the ministry... He's never seen you fight... I bet he'd feel differently if he had."

"I hope he never does." Lyra said not really thinking first herself, but even as she had realized she was saying it... She knew it was true.

"Even if it means he treats you like this?" Ginny asked curiously.

"It's frustrating but, I guess I'm a hypocrite... If I could stop him from having to be a part of any of it... Protect him so he never had to see it... I'd want to."

"Wanting too and trying too are different things." Ginny clarified "I think he's being a prat."

Lyra let out a dry laugh. "whatever you say Gin"