It was a cold night and as the sun dipped below the horizon, Gracie appeared on their doorstep. Her clothes were tattered, her eyes haunted, but she was alive. She knocked on the door, but no one answered it so she opened it quietly and snuck in. No one was in the living room. They must be outside or upstairs I hope Gracie thought and she proceeded upstairs to put her stuff in her room and then hung out in her room until she heard Mrs. Weasley say "Kids Dinners ready" Then the rush of voices coming from downstairs {Btw Harry is still at Hogwarts so he is not joining them for dinner} There was a number of chairs scraping along the ground from what Gracie could hear. That's when she put her plan into action. She walked downstairs missing the one creaky stair and stopped at the closed kitchen door took a deep breath, opened the door quietly then said "Got enough for me" smiling. Everyone jumped in shock and then turned to where the voice came from. Ginny was the first to recover from the shock she screamed "GRACIE!!" and then ran to hug her, Gracie hugged her back. Then they were joined by the rest of the people who were eating dinner, it turned into a big family group hug, just as Mr. Weasley walked in the door. "Who's that?" he asked, unable to see Gracie due to the number of people hugging her. They all broke off and he now seeing who it was pulled her into another hug which was interrupted by Hermione's shout of "Grace Lily Potter where have you been we searched and searched for you and you come back after 11 months now what do you have to say Gracie, we thought you were dead!!!!" with furious tears in her eyes Hermione finished.
" I'm sorry Hermione I was trying to protect you all I can't lose anyone else because of me I lost Harry because of my mistake of leaving him alone I will not have anyone else die because of me." Gracie said with the same if not more amount of anger than Hermione had. The room was stunned they didn't know Gracie was feeling like that. Gracie walked out of the kitchen and ran up to her room where she locked the door and let her tears fall. She had been strong for so long she hadn't shed a tear since she ran away and now her walls were broken. She heard a knock at her door "Gracie let us in" her friends cried but Gracie just ignored them "Alohomora" they said and the door unlocked and she sat with her back towards them, she was embarrassed she thought her friends seeing her breakdown like this was weak. They put their arms around her and Gracie looked up to see their eyes swimming with tears as well. They sat like that for who knows how long until Gracies breathing became faster and she started screaming she was having a panic attack, the girls tried as hard as they could to snap her out of it but they couldn't. Then George and Ron came in and sat beside her they both started talking to her in soft soothing tones after a while her breathing became slower and the three girls Ginny, Luna and Hermione stared at them amazed "How did you do that?" they asked. Ron answered 
"Harry would sometimes get them to remember Hermione, you, me and George were the only ones who could bring him out of one" Hermione nodded.
"Um I need to talk to you all" Gracie said "I have PTSD" Hermione gasped and hugged her while the other witches and wizards looked confused "PTSD stands for Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder which means I get flashbacks and I also relive traumatic events like-" Gracie explained before she was interrupted by...
                                      
                                          
                                   
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The only family I have Left.
FanfictionGracie Potter is Harry's sister and he is the only family she has left. The story starts off in the middle of the Second wizarding World War. What will Gracie do when she sees her brother lying 'dead' in Hagrid's arms? He is her only family after al...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  