Veronica Starlight is 14 years old and she is transferring to Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry.
Little does she know a certain dark haired boy with blue eyes will slowly start to fall for her. She doesn't notice of course.
Until later on...
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They had been in the woods for 2 months now and one night, Veronica woke up to the sound of yelling. 'Do you know why I have that thing on?! To make sure I don't hear Mom's name. Or dad's. Or Ginny's. Or Fred's...' She heard Ron say and she decided to try and sleep again and pulled the pillow over her head.
'Easy for you to say! Your parents are dead! You have no family!' 'Fine! Go on then! Leave!' Veronica assumed Ron left because she heard Hermoine calling his name outside and she took the pillow off her head and got up. She went to sit with Harry at the table as Hermoine came back and the poor girl went and cried herself to sleep. (I honestly will never forgive Ron for this!🤬like never!) 'Harry-' 'Sorry for waking you up, sweetheart.' 'It's okay.' Veronica answered as she placed her hand on Harry's. She leaned closer and kissed his cheek. 'You should get some sleep too.' She murmured. 'Come on.' 'I'm fine for now.' Harry assured. Veronica felt bad for both him and Hermoine and it wasn't right of Ron to leave like that. That's what was the worst part. Ron crossed a line when he said those things to Harry as well. 'You can come sleep with me, Harry. Come on.' 'Veronica, I'm fine.' Harry said a little sharply as he pulled his hand free. Veronica stared at him and tried to keep herself from showing any emotions. 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I'm just really over whelmed right now. That's all.' 'It's fine.' Veronica said as she got up and went back to bed.
<Next day>
The next day, Hermoine was sitting outside with Harry and Veronica was getting fire wood. She didn't mind doing it either. It kept her destracted. 'Maybe we should just stay here, Harry.' Hermoine said. 'Grow old here.' Veronica knew better than to listen off to their conversation and continued to get the fire wood.
<Later>
The 3 of them disapperated to a different location. But Hermoine was still depressed over Ron leaving. When Veronica heard a song playing on the radio, she told Harry to dance with Hermoine because maybe it would cheer her up. So Veronica went to sit outside and write in her diary.
