**Rae's POV**
"Clearly it wasn't working, she was just getting hostile," I whisper.
" 'He's too old for you'?" George shakes his head, "lamest excuse ever."
"Shut up," Fred mutters.
"Well, at least Angelina seems to have gotten to her a bit," I shrug.
"Rae, they're a couple now," Fred points out. I sigh.
"Yeah, I know," I say, "ah well, we'll just have to see how it all works out."
"If you three aren't quiet, it'll work out to be twenty points each," McGonagall says, walking past. I shoot her a grin.
"Sorry, professor."
I return to copying notes from the board. After Transfiguration we have Defence. I can't look at Dad, I know I've been feeling unsure of my family, but I didn't need to hurt him like I did. I sit down in the back by myself and open my book. I try to listen as Dad talks. Lena is sitting in the front row and he interacts with her, using her as an example until everyone is laughing together. He brushes his hand across her hair and keeps talking. I feel my stomach contract and my eyes begin to tingle. I start packing up as fast as I can, hoping I can get out before the tears start. I feel the heat of the tears before I realise I'm crying and run from the room. I just manage to catch a glance of Dad's hocked face before I'm running through the castle. I just need somewhere to be alone.
I climb into a linen cupboard and cover myself in towels and blankets. The warmth and weight of the towels is calming and the crying stops. I lie there cuddling a towel, feeling sleepy. I wish things were simple, like they used to be. One father, a sister, a family. Not this broken, confuzzlement of emotions.
I hide my face in the towels and drift in and out of sleep until the bell rings. I climb out and wash my face. I look awful. My eyes are red and puffy and I look pale. My hair looks like a bird nest. I drag my feet up to Gryffindor tower and sit down on my bed. It's dinner time, but I don't feel hungry. I don't want to sit and watch Lena and Oliver making sheep eyes at each other or hear Fred mutter about it. I don't even want to be around George.
I drag my blankets off my bed and make a little nest on the window seat. I cuddle down with my toy puppy and close my eyes. A few tears escape my eyes before I fall into a deep sleep.
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Two Of A Kind - Discontinued
FanfictionElena Lupin and Rae Black are in their fifth year of Hogwarts. As if their OWL year wasn't stressful enough, Rae is dealing with her father's escape from prison and Lena has all sorts of boy troubles. With Lena being caught between two boys, Rae sta...
