"Even though we never said it to each other
we knew."
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In this story, We see the point of view of a Weasley Girl, her name is Alice Abigail Weasley, she has 6 brothers and 1 sister. She also experiences a romantic relationship with the 'chose...
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TW: Gore
-ʚĭɞ - {Alice}
It was the next morning already. I sat up slowly, wincing as pain shot through my head. The loneliness was overwhelming, and the silence of the manor only amplified the echo of my thoughts. I miss Harry terribly. It had been ages since I had seen him, and the uncertainty of his fate gnawed my soul.
Tears started to swell up in my eyes. I miss the way his eyes sparkled with determination, and the warmth of his smile that always made me feel safe. But now, even the memory of his smile seemed distant, overshadowed by the dread that Voldemort might have already found him.
My mind then raced with terrifying scenarios. What if Harry had been captured? What if he was suffering, or worse, what if he was dead? The thought was unbearable. I had always believed in him, in his strength and his ability to overcome anything, but the reality of this situation was suffocating.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. I can't afford to lose hope, not now.
A sudden noise outside the door made me jump out of my thoughts, my heart pounding in my chest. I held my breath, straining to hear.
Footsteps.
They were coming closer. I quickly wiped away my tears, forcing myself to appear strong. I couldn't let them see fear.
The door later creaked open, and Bellatrix Lestrange's cruel face appeared, her eyes gleaming with sadistic delight.
"Hurry up Draco," She said before Draco's face slowly appeared through the corner. "I'll wait downstairs, they'll be here soon," She said before running off with loud laughter.
I didn't speak, I just sat there in silence.
He cleared his throat before speaking "I- um- I brought you, someone" he said with a small smile forming on his lips, which was very difficult to see if it was actually a smile.
Ivana stood at the edge of the clearing, Her eyes widening in disbelief.
"Alice?" Her voice carried a mixture of shock and hope.
"Ivana"
I then rushed forward, unable to contain my emotions any longer. Ivana quickly threw her arms around me as I made my way towards her.
"Alice! Oh my God, Alice! You're alive!"
I held on to Ivana with my whole life, my tears finally falling freely. "I'm here, Ivana. I'm here." I let out, my voice broke, and I hugged Ivana tighter, as if afraid she might disappear.
For a few moments, we just held each other, the relief and joy overwhelming me. Ivana pulled back slightly before speaking up "They told me you were dead," Ivana whispered, her voice shaking. "I thought I'd lost you forever."
