Wanna Be Saved

- THIRTY ONE -

Chapter Thirty One
Homebound

Bronwyn could not be more relieved to be heading home from her boarding school. It had only been a few weeks, three if she was being precise, of which since the event at the Ministry of Magic. She awoke most if not all nights, struck with the terror of which she had held back at the time, her brain attempting to rewrite what had happened to her. Her mind attempting to trick her into the belief that a different outcome was reached as opposed to the one of which she had experienced first hand. And if she was being honest, she was unsure what was going to ease that burden, if there was anything which could do so. She was unsure either way, but there was one thing she was certain about. And that was that being still at the school was not helping her. She needed some time away from that place, the place that should be comforting, a home away from home. But if she was being honest, Hogwarts never really was a home away from home for her, it hadn't been since the moment she had met Harry Potter on the train in all those years ago. She never truly felt safe there, and unless something drastic was to happen she was unsure if she ever would.

But all she wanted right now in this moment, was her dad. Arthur Weasley had remained writing to her consistently during the school year. Her mother not so much, actually the only time Bronwyn heard from Molly Weasley was when her mother was disappointed in something, whether predicted grades had been slipped home without the students knowledge. Or whether Harry had written to her mother, something she was sure the boy was doing much more than he let anyone know. Her father however, he had written to her every couple of weeks, keeping her updated about what was going on in the outside world, his life her brothers lives and responding whole heartedly to anything she had sent to him. He had been constantly reassuring her since Christmas that he was truly well following his encounter in the department of mysteries. And now she needed to see the man once more.

Therefore, sitting in the same carriage as her younger sister, something Bronwyn had never actually done before both girls seemed excited to be heading home. Bronwyn was aware that they would probably have to have a discussion about Harry at some point over the holidays but she cared little for when that would be, especially when thinking that they had six weeks together in which to have what was going to be a very awkward conversation. Well most likely a very awkward conversation considering Bronwyn cared little for the teenaged boy anymore, and Ginny seemed full steam ahead and like maybe her feelings might be reciprocated. Actually Bronwyn wasn't convinced either way she thought Harry was pretty good at getting his way when he wanted it.

However, when the time started to hit around 5 hours into their 7 hour train journey, Bronwyn had to reluctantly leave her compartment to finish her last prefect round of the year. Something she was excited to see the back off, mainly because prior to starting her round she had been nicely napping. That was before her younger sister had violently shaken her awake to remind her of her prefect rounds. But at least this time she could do it in her own clothes and not the uniform she had once again grown out of. Actually she was sure she was nearly 6 foot tall at this point because everything was suddenly much shorter in the leg on her than it had been when she started at school back in September.

Bronwyn's round started as they always did, with nothing going on. If she was being honest she didn't expect much of anything to be happening on the train journey home, just students planning on how they would see their friends over the next six weeks, and couples doing that awkward separation thing. Wait should she be doing that awkward separation thing? She hadn't thought of that.

Fuck.

Looks like she wouldn't need to either as a hand pulled her out of the corridor and into another compartment. This compartment was empty bare the one other person in it besides herself. A bright grin caught her attention first before she looked up into those dark eyes she was falling more and more in love with. Her tall glass of water stood before her and Bronwyn found herself unable to stop the smile of which broke out upon her own face.