Not Like The Rest - Fred Weasley x Reader

Chapter 20

     Over the few weeks, my mind has been scrambled. No doubt was it fun with the twins and starting quidditch; it's just that everything was off. With my symptoms kicking in at random times, I would often find myself forgetting things from lessons as soon as I've heard it or paralyzed in my bed for 2 hours when I should be in class. The symptoms have been crazy difficult to manage, especially when I can't explain to anyone why I'm going through what I am. I've had many questions over the span of time. The only thing I could respond with was that I was going through some emotional trauma, which wasn't exactly a lie.

One specific example was when the twins and I were hiding in a closet, waiting to see our plan unfold. We planted a bunch of explosive quills in Snape's classroom that emits violets mist when you write with them. As we peaked through the crack of the door, awaiting Snape's arrival, I lost all ability to speak. Of course, they didn't know until they attempted to talk to me, but it was extremely difficult to express the fact that I couldn't speak without words. It took me a good 2 hours to regain my speech, which resulted in Fred and George demanding answers from me.

Lately, it's just been somewhat rough with news on Sirius and dealing with all the symptoms. Sometimes it reminds me of when I first shown any sign of being a witch, but it's extremely more exhausting. At least for me. Even though, I've still made the best out of the times I didn't have my issues occur. I still got to go to Hogsmeade, pull pranks, and hang around with my friends. School's still been shit either way, but that's not out of the ordinary.

     Now, I'm waking with Carter on the boarder of the Black Lake, conversing about classes, quidditch, and whatever small talk you could think of. It was rather awkward, especially since we haven't really talked much in the past month, but it was nice to see him again. Even after all this time, his burgundy hair still glimmered in the fall sunlight, and his caramel eyes still shine with excitement. We found a nice tree to sit under since it provided the least amount of shade, since it was already pretty cold outside, and sat down.

He looked at me, smiled, then looked back out into the water before us. "So, how come you've been so distant lately?"

I glanced over at him. "What do you mean?"

     He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, you just haven't really made an effort to talk to me until now. It's kinda weird. Did I do something to you?"

     "No, you didn't do anything at all. There's just a lot happening right now. I've been going through a lot emotionally."

    "Bull shit."

     My eyes focused on his features as my eyebrows furrowed. He's right, but how would he know.

     He sighed, met my eyes with his, and began to explain. "You don't get physical injuries from emotional issues. At least the type of physical injuries you're getting." He stood up and looked down at me. "I mean what emotionally could cause you to lose all feeling in you legs?"

     He has a point, but something puzzled me. "How do you know about that?"

     He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck with one of his hands and shoving the other into the pocket of his jeans. The fall breeze blew his hair ever so slightly, covering his face. "Word spreads fast Y/N. I found out almost as soon as my class ended." He crouched in front of me, meeting my eyes. "What's going on? I'm worried about you."

     "It's nothing." I sigh, looking away. He holds my face gently with his hand, making me meet his gaze once again. His hands were soft, so soft that it made the awkward tension between us disappear.

     "It's not nothing if it's physically paining you. Y/N, please. I want to help." His voice was so convincing, so tempting.

      "Listen. Even if you want to help, there's nothing you could do about it. It will be over soon anyways." I reply, pushing his hand away.

     His face dropped. "Why won't you let me help you. Why can't you see that I care about you and that I want the best for you? How come?" His voice rose with every word.

     "It's not about that! It's not that I don't see your concern, but I know there's nothing you can do about what I'm going through! It's not something you can just poof away with a simple spell. That's why I'm going to go to those stupid classes! I need to learn how to control it!" After that, I became silent. I said too much. Way too much.

     He stared at my blank expression. "What do you mean control it? What classes?" He hissed.

     "Nothing, it's-"

     "IT'S NOT NOTHING!" He shouted, interrupting me. All I could do was study his face; how he felt. His eyes were filled with frustration. "If you would just let me help you, maybe it wouldn't be as bad."

     "How? How would you help me?" I shouted.

     "Wouldn't it be nice for someone to know what you're going through? Someone you can come to when you need it most?" He asked, now finally calming down. "Come on Y/N, you can't think that you could deal with this alone. It could drive you insane."

     His words finally broke me. "Ok, this is a huge thing. You can't tell anyone about this, got it?"

     "Yeah, you're my friend, I would never do that to you." He said.

     With a sigh, I continued. "I'm a Dariem Wielder."

     His face lit up, full of shock and excitement. "How come you didn't tell me sooner? This is so cool! You have a lot of bloody power for Merlin sake!"

     "I couldn't because if word spreads, I could get into huge danger. I'm already at risk, I don't need something else to make it worse." I replied. As I stood up, Carter walked over to me and slung his arm around my shoulder.

     "Yeah, well, your secret's safe with me." He looked at me, gave me a reassuring smile, then led me towards the castle.

     Little did I know that this small decision would dictate the rest of my life. A small decision, yet such a stupid one.

     Hey guys. Sorry this took me so long, and sorry it's so short. I've been pretty busy and I've tried to fit this in the best I could, but it just kept taking so long to get to. I hope you all enjoy, and sorry again for the wait. See ya next week.