Accio Imagine ~ George Weasley

Burden

You were a sobbing mess. And you wanted this whole situation to stop. You couldn't take it anymore. For days you hadn't been sleeping well and neither could you eat properly. All of this just because this bloody internship.

It was already past eleven PM and you were still preparing something for your lessons tomorrow. But you already knew, whatever you'd come up with, it wouldn't please your mentor. Either he'd tell you that your planning was inaccurate and if it was good, he'd criticise that you differed from it. As if it was your fault that the children didn't seem to like your lessons and you had always about ten minutes to calm them down before you could start. Ten minutes you somehow had to make up for and therefore cut out the end of the lesson or shorten the working phase of the children. However, your worst feedback was that, according to your mentor, your classes weren't really suitable for children (and that he felt sorry for them a little).

Right now you were cutting out some cards for a lesson tomorrow, your hands shaking and tears running down your cheeks so that your vision was blurry. Somehow you even hoped you'd cut off a finger so that you wouldn't have to go there again tomorrow. After all, you had decided not to finish your college of education because you had to realise it wasn't actually what you wanted. This was another reason why you hated this traineeship now even more because you were still obliged to fulfil the remaining two weeks of it, only to receive an insufficient grade anyways, as you were told by your mentor. It made no sense that you had to finish your internship even if you weren't continuing your studies.

Suddenly you heard a crack behind you but you didn't really realise it until something touched you. You jumped and screamed in surprise and the scissors fell out of your hand, the papers you were holding in your hand fell as well. Moaning and blurting out in a cry you bent down to pick everything up.

"Easy, love" That was the moment when you realised that someone was here with you. Startled you turned around and didn't really know what you should feel when you recognized your boyfriend, George Weasley behind you. It didn't even take him a second to step over to you and embrace you tightly. At first you tried to break free because you knew you had to resume your work but after a few seconds you decided that it was what you needed and how good it felt. So you hugged him back and wept freely. Soon, George was making soothing noises and he sat down on the couch, pulling you into his lap. He waited patiently until you had calmed down a little. Then he wanted to know what you had.

"I-I dropped out of the college of education" you sobbed. Again you blurted out in tears and tell him how it happened. You told him about the negative feedback you got in the first week of your internship, under how much stress you were, your own doubts at your ability to teach and the decision.

"But why are you still working for this thing if you dropped out?" he asked after you finished, enraged again as you had been the last couple of days.

"I have to finish the internship! I have to finish it! Only to get an insufficient grade!" you yelled.

"Calm down and take a break, I don't think it's..." you interrupted him.

"No! You don't understand. I need to get this done until tomorrow and I also have to finish my planning"

"Why don't you use magic?"

"It's a muggle job, George. I want to do it as it is requested"

"Didn't you just say you don't even want to do the job?"

"I know. Yet I can't. No idea how magic could help me there"

"At least you could cook by using magic"

"I can't eat"

"What?"

"No appetite"

"How's that possible? What's become of my little glutton?" he chuckled and poked your side but you didn't laugh as usual but slapped his hand away.