If This Is Fate It Sucks (Harry Potter Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

When they walked in Molly dragged Isis away to start planning.

“Fred you need to stay and help.” Molly said noticing that her son was slowly edging out of the room.

“I have to work.” he said.

“No you have to help your fiancé plan your wedding.” Molly growled at her son. Knowing that he was defeated he sat down at the table next to Isis. “Who’s going to be your bridesmaids?” Molly asked smiling at Isis.

“I’m not sure honestly. I don’t really know any girls.” Isis was a bit ashamed that she had no friends.

“Oh dear that’s so sad. Why don’t you?” Molly realized right after she said it that it might have been too personal.

“I wasn’t allowed to leave the house unless I was summoned.” Isis stared down at the floor not making eye contact. Fred and Molly’s eyes widened in shock as they realized she was talking about who she use to spend time with. When she didn’t say anything else Molly switched back on to wedding plans.

“I think I might know some people you would like.” She left the room and came back a few minutes later. “You get to spend the weekend with a few girls that I think you will like a lot.”

Isis smiled wide at the thought of making friends.

“And we need to go dress shopping.” Isis’ smile fell a lot. She was going to be expected to wear some form of a sleeveless dress meaning that people would see her arms.

“Can I just wear something I already have?” she asked.

“Isis I have only known you for a few days but I already know that you only wear black and long sleeves. You are going to wear a pretty white dress.”

“So you want me to show my arms?” Isis asked looking at Molly through narrow eyes.

“Yes of course. For the proper dress you have to.”

“I’m going home.” Isis said jumping up from her chair. She ran out of the house and apparated back to Sirius’ house. She wasn’t allowed to apparate since she was underage and didn’t have the proper license but she knew how to do so well and did it anyway.

She walked through the house and up the stairs to her room where Angus was just sitting on her bed. She plopped down next to him and stared up at the ceiling.

A few minutes later someone opened her door a crack. “Isis?” a voice asked. She ignored it and continued staring at the ceiling. The person walked in the room and stood next to her bed. “Isis, what’s wrong?” She looked over and saw Fred standing there.

“I don’t like my arms.” she said.

“All girls have issues with some part of them. It’s normal.” Fred just said something completely stupid and he knew it but he didn’t want Isis to feel bad.

“No I don’t like my arms!” Isis growled. She wasn’t just some typical girl with insecurities.

“Okay Isis I get it.” Fred was always getting shocked by her changes in attitude. He took a deep breath then said, “Why don’t you like your arms?”

“They’re scary.” Now Fred was even more confused.

“How are they scary?” Isis wanted to show him. She wanted him to tell her that it was okay but she was afraid that he would reject her.

“Will you still be my friend?” she knew that she sounded like a child but she needed reassurance.

“Of course.” Fred smiled at her.

Isis took a deep breath and then shakily stood on her feet. She pushed both of her sleeves as far as they would go up on her arms and then held them out to Fred.

Fred watched her pull her sleeves up and couldn’t stifle the gasp that came out of his mouth at seeing the black dark mark shining prominently against her white skin in the middle of her left forearm. There were scars covering basically all the other skin. Her skin was as white as snow but the scars were even whiter.

“What happened?” he asked.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Isis mumbled pushing the sleeves back down and over her hands. She sat on the bed and wrapped her arms around Angus’ neck.

“You can talk to me any time.” Fred smiled at her and was about to pat her on the back when he remember what she said about not liking to be touched earlier.

“You won’t tell anybody?” Isis asked.

“Nope.” With that he left the room.

Isis sat on the bed the rest of the night thinking about all of the horrible things that had given her the scars on her arms and the horrible things that she had helped happen. Sirius came up to bring her dinner but she didn’t want any. She eventually fell asleep filled with memories of her past life.