Chapter 12

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In the end, Tara's parents hadn't managed to convince Tara to stay with the Weasley's. They were glad she missed them so much and cared so deeply but she was sixteen, she should be living her life with as little regrets as possible

However, no amount of pep-talking could convince their youngest daughter to stay. So,  after a half an hour, Tara went upstairs to pack.

As Tara packed her stuff,  she felt a little guilty, about getting up and leaving randomly. But she needed to be at home, with her family.

She sighed, as she opened her trunk again, and took out her dads old notebook. Looking around,  she saw Ginny had a quill and ink pot on her dresser. She needed to write one quick letter of goodbye.

When she walked back down the stairs, Mrs, Weasley was talking to Tara's parents. They looked up, alerted by her footsteps.

"Sorry about this, Molly" Andromeda sighed, "But thank you for everything"

"Not a bother,  Andromeda. She's always welcome and at the end of the day,  as long as she's happy" Mrs. Weasley replied, shaking her head as if everything that came out of Tara's mum's mouth was nonsense.

"Thank you for the tea and everything, Molly" Ted continued, getting up

"Of course" she dismissed, "We love having Tara over, all the children adore her"

"You ready, Tar?" Andromeda asked, getting up also

"I just need to say goodbye" she told them

"Ok, we'll wait for you" Ted said

"Well, you don't have a choice" Tara said, grinning at him

He shook his head and followed Mrs Weasley and his wife out the sitting room door and into the kitchen.

Her parents took her bag while she went out to the other side of the house, where they were playing quidditch. When she walked over to them, she smiled as they all called out to each other, from above her. She loved quidditch, pity she didn't join in.

They played on, unaware of her presence. That was until Bill looked down and smirked

"Oh Freddie boy!" Bill called over to his brother

"What?" Fred called back, "I don't have the quaffle"

"Your so-called best friend is here" he said, cheekily

Fred rolled his eyes before looking down and smiling when he saw her. "Change your mind?" He called down to her

She shook her head, "Come down here for a second!"

Fred ignored the joking wolf whistles from his brothers, coming down. He landed in front of her and started getting off his broom. "Is everything ok?" He asked, holding his broom up at his side.

"Yeah, I've just.." she trailed off before saying, finally, "I'm going home"

"Why?" He asked, his broom dropping to the ground, disappointed.

"You know me" she shrugged, she went to explain herself before Fred spoke.

"I know" he nodded suddenly. Tara looked at him confused. He said hastily, "Sorry you were speaking, go on" he chuckled, embarrassed

"No, please be my guest" she dismissed

"I only mean," he started, " I brought you on a walk for a reason last night" he told her with a small smile. Tara looked at him amused and he shrugged, "Hey, just sayin'"

"And that was?" She enquired, raising a brow, teasingly

"Maybe you didn't know it..." he started, "but you didn't stop shaking." He explained, "Even after two hours,  you were still shaking."

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