"Alternate Title: THE GUIDE TO SURVIVAL IN A FICTIONAL WORLD"
No one in 2020 would ever believe something, magical, extraordinary, right? But Nicolette, a fifteen year old girl who is drastically obsessed and in love with the Harry Potter franchise...
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CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ▬▬▬❦▬▬▬
Today was Bill and Fleur's wedding. I was half-excited and half-nervous for the event that will happen this afternoon because of our immediate departure that will happen soon.
I was glad to be able to rest for a few days, I was able to rest my mind and body. There were no dreams, no nightmares, no hallucinations. And I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
Like me, Sirius has been given medication by Tonks. She said that muggle medicine might be better than the ones at St. Mungo's. Remus, Tonks and George made sure to watch over Sirius and I, even though George stopped asking for the reason I was given supervision.
Sirius has been suffering from PTSD, which explains his emotional breakdowns and his impulsive words that may come out in a wrong way.
I find it comforting that even if Sirius was also suffering from his own mess, he still tried to watch over me and be there every second. I really appreciate his and the others' efforts in taking care of me.
This should be more than enough motivation for me to keep on going. These people care about me, and I owe them so much.
I gently sat up from the bed, I was back in Ginny's room where Ginny, Hermione and I roomed together. I actually pretended to be asleep but I could clearly hear the two girls' conversation.
"Nicolette, you're awake!" Hermione quipped, giving me a smile while she was placing rollers in Ginny's hair.
"Morning." I let out a fake yawn, stretching my arms before I stood up and wore my slippers. I looked at the clock on the bedside table. "You seem to be excited for the wedding, it won't start for another.. four hours."
"Well, I understand her excitement, her brother's going to get married- and she'll be able to dance with Harry." Hermione replied, giving a teasing look to Ginny where the other girl only rolled her eyes.
"Sod off, 'Mione." Ginny sighed, then she turned to me. "Why aren't you getting ready yet? Your dress is over there.. Sirius gave it earlier while you were asleep."
I followed her gaze and saw a paper bag next to my makeshift bed. I quickly made my way over to it before grabbing the small bag. There were delicate paper covering it so I'm assuming that it's branded.
I grabbed the small fabric gently, pulling it out the bag while Hermione and Ginny watched in anticipation. I held the dress up while I inspected it, earning gasps from the two girls.
