𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 || 𝐑.𝐀.𝐁

15 ~ 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤

The train would leave the platform at three o'clock, so half past two Ottilia and Remus left the castle in a carriage. Ottilia had made some peace with the girls before she left and the girls had promised not to ask any questions about what happened. The carriage drove very slowly, but the knew that they wouldn't miss the train since the carriages were planned to make it in time.

"I look forward to come home and meet my family," Ottilia said to Remus and he nodded in agreement. "I haven't met my mum and grandparents since the first week in August last year."

Sometimes Ottilia wished that she would be able to go home on the weekends. She hated the thought of her mother being alone in their flat in London almost the whole year. Her mother had some colleagues she could eat dinner with sometimes, but apart from that her mother was very lonely. Ottilia wrote her mother at least three times a week, but sometimes she felt like she was a bad daughter who didn't write every day. She tried to write as often as she had time to, but her studies took a lot of time.

They arrived at the train station in Hogsmeade and their trunks were placed in the luggage compartment and Remus and Ottilia walk on board the train. They sat down in their usual compartment, somehow it felt wrong to sit there, since there usually sat five marauders who were friends in that compartment, but they didn't know where else to sit. They'd been sitting here every train ride since first grade.

They both took out the book they're currently reading and sat there and read in silence.

After an hour or two at the train the trolley witch came by and they bought a chocolate frog each. They didn't need to eat much, since they knew that they would be welcomed home with dinner made by their families.

When the train arrived they said goodbye and Ottilia saw her mother at the platform. Ottilia got a smile on her face and her mother hugged her tightly.

"I've missed you," her mother told her and they left Kings Cross station.

"I've missed you too mum," Ottilia replied. They walked for about ten minutes and then they arrived at their flat.

"I made us dinner," her mother told her. "You can go and pack up your stuff and then we'll have dinner."

Ottilia packed up all her things in her room and then she went to the table and she had dinner with her mother. Her mother had made pasta with tomato sauce and topped with burrata.

"So how has school been?" Her mother asked. "I got a letter from Professor McGonagall saying that you had punched a student called Mulciber in the face."

"You know about that?" Ottilia questioned. "You never sent me a howler or anything."

"I also know what he did to your friend and what he said to you," her mother told her. "I know how it feels when a boy calls you slurs like whore and other things. Your father was the same at the end."

"Don't call him my father," Ottilia muttered. "He's nothing to me, don't refer him as my father, because he's nothing like a father."

"What do you want me to refer him as?" Her mother asked.

"Idiot? Asshole? He's a fucking misogynist," Ottilia said to her mother and her mother chuckled, when Ottilia told her to refer her ex husband as an idiot or asshole.

"Had I known that he was a misogynist and only looking for someone who could make him heirs before I married him, I wouldn't have married him," her mother told her.

"I've never understood why you married him," Ottilia shrugged.

"Let's just say love made me blind, or at least something I thought was love," Her mother said. "He fooled me."