"WHAT?" I scream at my mother, "And when in the bloody hell were you going to tell Ronan that?" In hearing his name, my brother appears in the doorway, my father right behind him. "Iz? What does she need to tell me, and why on Earth are you so mad about it?" "I'm sure our mother," I spit, glaring daggers at my so-called mum, "would love to tell you what I was doing on the night you received your scar. And she would also love to tell you why." I finish coldly, returning to my seat. "If you could please sit Ronan?" He joins us at the table and grabs my hand for support. "The night He came Isla was in our attic, hiding with Sirius and Marlene. I hid her there, because... oh I'm so sorry... Isla was... She was supposed to be The Chosen One. I'm-" "Don't you dare apologize to him!" I say, rising from my chair slowly. "You knew bloody well what you were doing that night... Get out..." My parents make no move to leave. "GO! Get the hell out!" They start to leave slowly, "And don't either of you even dare think of coming anywhere near us again!" I scream at my parents, even though they've left. Then everything comes crashing down on me and I collapse to the floor in sobs. Ro wraps his arms around me, "Hey, we're going to be okay. But we should tell the Weasleys, they deserve to know." "Molly knows already," I say in between sobs. "We're going for dinner tonight. That's final. For now, we're going to have to learn to get used to this." He says, going to turn off the stove. "Have you gone school shopping?" I nod, "Then, let's just hang here. I'm going to stay here with you until school starts. You gonna be OK while I go get my stuff?" "Yeah..." I pause. "Ronan? I'm going to need new clothes, so why don't we go shopping when you get back." "Yeah, I'm going to need new clothes too. Diagon Alley?" "Mhm." "Love ya sis." "Love you too Ronan," I say heading upstairs to shower. After my long, and not-so-relaxing shower, I go to my closet, to see one thing that might fit. And it's Ginny's. I slip it on and magically dry my hair do my make-up.
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Smiling at my new self, I go downstairs to see Ronan ready to go. "Well, shall we?" "Yep!" He takes my hand and smiles. "I'm proud of us, I'm proud of you Iz." And then he apparates us to Diagon Alley. After three hours of dragging Ro in and out of stores, we head home, change, and apparate to the Burrow.
