Just another Weasley~(Harry potter ff)

Seeing things from the other side

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Semira POV

Awkward. That was one way you could describe it. Walking it the Forbidden Forest, late at night, with the girl I had been told I had wronged. I didn't remember her. Not really. I kind of just had this vague sense telling me she looked familiar. Something tugging at my mind. But no way to really know for sure.

After the accident (was it scarring enough to earn the title of accident?) everything in my head's been kind of fuzzy. It's not all there. Madam Pomfrey told me that memory's were delicate, even in the Wizarding world, and some memories would be unrecoverable. Others would be there, but feel just out of reach. Like this Amelia girl. My head was screaming at me that I knew her. And I knew that I knew her because other people had told me that I had, but I wanted to me sure. How can I be sure, when I couldn't even remember the girl's last name?

My head felt like a battlefield.

Walking in a dark forest late at night wasn't doing anything to help that. Seriously this was like something straight out of a Horror film. Or a muggle Horror film, I guess? I mean I had thought I was a muggle for a while when I was younger....But Draco insisted that "I had nothing to worry about because I was a pureblood wizard." I didn't think being muggleborne was bad, but Draco obviously didn't like the idea of me even thinking I was a muggleborne. He enforced it with me almost every single day so after awhile I started to believe maybe they are actually bad..

If you have to walk in a dark forest at night, you'd think you would stick to the path. I would stick to the path too, if there was one. While Draco, Fang, and Neville took the left path, Harry, Hermione, and Hagrid took the right path, so that left one option left. The non-path, path, in the middle, which Amelia and I were currently walking down now. Well more like trudging down. All the weird plants and trees blocking the non-existent path made it difficult to walk through.

"Soooo....." Amelia said. Her attempt at conversation, I knew it was coming.

I sighed. Was conversation really needed at the moment? Everything was already awkward. Talking would make everything at least ten times more uncomfortable.

"How's everything in your head?"

Was she trying to ask me if I was insane? Or was she asking about my memories? Draco had told me that I should be wary of Amelia. I knew everything in my head hadn't been completely normal, and it wasn't just that my memories were all out of whack. I had trouble telling right from wrong. I wasn't sure of myself anymore. I wasn't even sure of my own opinions. What I had figured in the past couple of weeks is that I basically had the same opinions as Draco.

"Everything's fine." I snapped. I wanted to stop this conversation before it even got a chance to start.

"Somebody's touchy." Amelia muttered to herself.

I decided to ignore that comment.

We walked in silence for a moment, before I felt Amelia tugging on my robes. "Did you hear that?" She whispered.

"Uhh no. What was I supposed to have heard?" I responded, was she trying to get a rise out of me? Prove her Gryffindor courage? Spook me a little?

"It sounded like something was crawling in the trees...."

"Well guess what Amelia? There are these things called animals that live in the trees." I said the sarcasm dripping from my voice.

"No, Semira I'm serious!"

I rolled my eyes. I turned around to face Amelia, "Yeah and I'm-"

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT!!" Amelia screamed pointing at something just behind my head.