Friendship on Fire | Fred & George Weasley

Why me?

I had always thought that dreams were the pleasantries your mind creates for you as you find yourself wandering into a deep sleep. When I was a kid I would always have dreams about being a princess of a superhero of some sort. And when I found out I was a witch I would have dreams about magic surrounding me and everything I could one day perform. I would dream sometimes I would get swept away by a prince charming who was tall, dark and handsome just like the fairy tales my mother read to me as a kid. But the last year has made me realize I would most certainly never have such a pleasant dream again...

I had nightmare after nightmare of dead parents,dead siblings, werewolves,death eaters and most of all blood. Blood was a key component in every nightmare I had, My nightmares were typically black and white but that red liquid stuck out like no other. Recent events ensured I would never have anything happy to see while I slept.

Marcus Flint had raped me, and I saw his smug and repulsive face as I slept. The last thing I remember was letting him fall off of the astronomy tower..I remember the blood and the pain I felt all over, and a part of me was hoping with everything I had it was just another one of my nightmares....but waking up and looking around to see myself in the hospital wing proved otherwise.

I looked around the almost empty room to see moonlight pouring in through the windows across the room. Candles were lit on either side of the door and a flame danced on the table beside my bed. The second my eyes adjusted to the light i felt myself sob like no other. I screamed , hit the bed and gripped the bed sheets as if it were the only thing keeping me alive. I could here footsteps rushing over to my bedside, I just closed my eyes in shame and tried ripping the hair from my scalp.

The memories of what Flint had done to me had flooded back piece after piece and I never felt such anger course through my veins. I felt so dirty and violated like nothing I would do would clean my body of his smell. "Ronnie please calm down" I heard a voice say beside me, I just kept my eyes closed and tried jumping out of my skin. I could still feel his hands on my body in every place he touched and if I had a knife I would more than likely try and do something drastic.

My voice was still hoarse from yelling at Flint before and at this moment I only made it worse, and I could feel the sound in my throat quiet so much it was almost a whisper. Someone at that moment had wrapped their arms around my frail body and held me so tightly I felt I might break. I opened my eyes to see purple hair resting on my shoulder, making me finally realize it was my sister who was hugging me. "Why me?" I whimpered into Nymph's shoulder as she softly stroked my hair.

"Im so sorry this happened " She cried into me as I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist and my tears continuously fell onto her shoulder. I looked behind her to see Remus pacing the ground in front of my bed with a scowl on his face. Aimee was sitting on Draco's lap and they both had tears threatening to spill from their eyes. Madam Pomfrey was attending to a patient across the room that made me want to throw up when I saw who was lying there...It was Marcus Flint.

In one swift movement I jumped from my sisters arms and sprinted across the room, noticing any injuries I had sustained were now healed. Flint had a bandage around his head and to my pleasure he had his hands handcuffed together. Madam Pomfrey was so surprised at my appearance I almost knocked her to the ground. "YOU DID THIS TO ME!" I shouted at the unconscious boy lying under the pale white sheets. I slapped him repeatedly on every part of his body, one part I wanted to take a blade to...to make sure he could never do this to anyone again.

I felt strong arms wrap themselves around my waist, and I screamed harder until I realized that it was Remus who was holding me back from murdering Flint. "You don't know what he did! You cant let him wake up, hell do it again!" I shouted and tried kicking out of my brother's grasp. His hands only held me harder as my tears fell more than they had in a very long time. I felt my knees give out and Remus still held onto me and we both sank to the floor. I sobbed hard into his chest and gripped his shirt with all my might.

After a few moments he carried me back to my bed and gently laid me back down. My sister quickly crawled into the bed with me and wrapped a protective arm around my waist. "We do know what happened Ronnie" Remus said shaking his head, his scowl reappearing. "We took Flints memory and used the pensieve" Nymph said into my ear, choking on her words. And I could tell she was crying again, as my shoulder blade had a puddle of tears resting on it.

"Mr.Flint is in a coma with substantial head injuries..if he wakes up or not, we will never know" Madam Pomfrey said as she walked over to my bed and pulled the curtain around all of us. "I gave you a potion for your injuries and any other...issues that could arise, you are physically healed....but emotionally will take time Miss.Tonks" She said in a gentle motherly tone and filled a glass of water beside my bed. "you are free to leave in the morning...and this will stay quiet" She said and gently patted my shoulder and walked back through the curtains.

"So you saw what happened?" I asked in no more than a whisper. I could see Remus close his eyes and turn away from me, and I couldn't see Nymph's reaction because I had my back to her but I did feel her body tense up at my question. Remus walked closer to my bed and took the chair beside me and grabbed my hand. "We saw what he did...yes" He said in the strongest voice he could muster. I felt myself blush at the thought of him and my sister seeing me have sex even if it was forced. It was hard for me to endure...but I know how horrible it must have been for the two of them to see.

"Please don't tell anyone...." I whispered shaking my head. I saw Remus open his mouth to say something with a reluctant look on his face but was cut off by someone. "no one will know...I promise" Nymph said from behind me. "You should tell at least Fred" Remus said crossing his legs. I could never tell Fred what happened, he would feel too guilty for leaving and it wasn't his fault.

"Mister Malfoy, Miss Torence you need to leave" Madam Pomfrey said from outside the curtain. It was then I remembered they were sitting on the opposite side of my bed. Nymph scooted out of my bed and kissed my head before standing beside her husband who wrapped an arm around her waist.

The two blonds engulfed me in a hug at the same time and I closed my eyes and soaked in the comfort from my cousin and best friend. "Thanks for helping me" I said in their ears. "Ill kill him" Draco growled in my ear and Aimee kissed my cheek before they turned to leave. Aimee gave me one last look that help sadness and something that seemed like guilt. I gave her a weak smile before she grabbed Draco's hand and they exited into the darkness of the nightly hallways.

I took a calming draft before sleeping so I would get some peaceful sleep without the threat of horrid memories invading my mind. "Dont tell Fred" I whispered one last time before my eyes fluttered closed once more..

The next day was absolutely horrible....The gryffindor common room was so close to the astronomy tower I found myself walking with my eyes closed to avoid looking at anything in that direction. Any time a student would accidentally touch me I would yell and point my wand at them, I scared a lot of first and second years that way. I was scared out of my wits that around any corner Flint would jump out ant attack me. And i spent my meals in silence sitting at the Slytherin table with Draco and Aimee the two people who knew what had happened. Thankfully none of the other slytherins other than Pansy cared I was sitting there, and Aimee bit her head off for it. I even went as far as spending the night in Aimees room with her. Her roommate was Daphne Greengrass and didn't have a problem with me being in there, she was actually quite nice. I cried quietly in the arms of my best friend only getting a couple hours of sleep.

But I knew one thing over the days that came Veronica Isabella Tonks will never be the same again.