A/N: hi everyone, I just wanted to warn you that in this chapter there is a touch on sexual abuse, so if you're triggered or a victim of it, you may want to click off of this chapter.
Holly! Holly! Get up! NOW!" Someone screamed at you while violently shaking you awake. Your eyes shot open with worry.
"Wha-what's going on?" You asked sleepily, stumbling to your feet. Harry, the one shaking you awake didn't reply. He just dragged you by your arm into the living room.
"We have to get out of here. Fred, George, you're responsible for Ginny." Arthur said. The twins nodded their heads confidently. "Bill, Charlie, Percy, we're going to help the Ministry, come on now." With that Arthur and the older Weasley boys apparated to Godric knows where. The twins, Harry, Ginny, Ron, Hermione and I started to run to the forest. We were running with the crowd when I suddenly slipped, causing me to get trampled. I couldn't stand up without getting ran over, so I just decided to put my arms over my head and wait for the crowd to disappear. When I felt no more feet stomping on me, I decided to get up and find the others. Unfortunately for me, the first thing I saw was a tall hooded black figure with an unfriendly looking mask. It sort of looked like a- Death Eater! It was a Death Eater. Yippee. I turn to walk away when its growly voice arose.
"Where do you think you're going, girly?" It mischievously cooed, coming closer. Great. Now I have to fight this bastard without magic. Luckily, I have a good amount of experience fighting off grown men. When Uncle Vernon had friends over and claimed they had to go to the toilet, they always came to do something different. To me. I actually take back how I said it was lucky. It's terrible, but it taught me a valuable life lesson. I forced a tear down my cheek, and started to tremble.
"Please! Please don't come any closer!" I cried, trying my best to seem like a damsel in distress. This only made the motherfucker happier.
"Stay there, its going to be over soon," He said in a sing-song voice, coming even closer. I kept fake-crying until he was straight overtop of me. I stopped crying immediately, my face turning stone.
"Don't worry, it's going to be over soon." I say much more harsh than he did. He was about to speak when I cut him off with a nice good kick to the place where the 'sun don't shine.' The Death Eater grabbed himself and fell to the side. That's when I decided it was a good time to get up and get a few good swings in. I kicked the Death Eater twice but then gave up and ran into the forest where I hoped to find the others. Suddenly I stop. All the emotion starts flooding towards me. The adrenaline that was pushing me to fight, pushing me to stay brave, disappeared. I fell to the forest floor, crying. I wasn't hurt, just, scared.
"Holly!" I look up to see a red-head running towards me. "Holly, are you okay?" Fred asks. I try my hardest to stop crying. I don't want Fred to see me so vulnerable.
"Yeah, Fred, I'm swell!" I jump up to my feet like nothing happened. Fred gives me a concerned look, then grabs my hand and starts to guide me to wherever he was. I take this time to wipe away my tears and calm down. We reach George and Ginny. "Where's Harry?" I say, my adrenaline returning. I will always have strength for my baby brother.
"We got separated, but I think he's okay. He's with Hermione and Ron." George said with Ginny sound asleep on his shoulder. I release my hand from Fred's, completely ignoring that we were holding hands. I start to turn around to go find Harry, when Fred runs in front of me.
"No, stay here. We don't want anyone else to get lost. What if Harry's looking for you? Let's just stay here, and wait, okay?" Fred says, trying to calm me down, looking at me directly in my eyes. Adrenaline. Gone again. I'm staring into Fred's eyes, searching for a better reason to go look for Harry. When I can't find one, I grimly agree. Fred and I sit against a tree. When Fred starts to doze off, and Ginny and George are asleep, I decide it's safe to let go. I silently start to cry, bringing my knees to my chest, remembering all the horrible times of Uncle Vernon's friends. I remember the Death Eater creeping closer to me, ready to take advantage. I think it's almost harder, experiencing the emotions after the event has happened, then experiencing them in while it's happening. That's when I hiccup the slightest bit. I freeze. "Holly?" Fred asks, shaking me the slightest. I don't answer. "Holly, come on." He says softly. "I know somethings wrong, just tell me what's going on." I'm practically begging myself to stay strong, trying not to burden anyone else with my problem. I let go, however, when Fred puts his arm around my shoulder, pulling me in closer. I take my head up from my knees and put my head in the crook between where his neck and shoulder is. This obviously surprised him, because I can feel his neck and face get hot.
"Look, Holly, you don't have to tell me what's wrong, but just know that I will always be here for you if you decide to, okay?" Fred says, comforting me. Why, Molly Weasley, why did you have to raise your children so well. I think, feeling myself fall for Fred. A few tears fall down my face and land on Fred's shirt. He seems to notice, so he picks up my head, holding my face gently in between his strong hands. He uses his thumbs to wipe away my tears. WOW am I falling for this man. He kisses my forehead and wraps me in a hug, saying nothing.
"Thank you, Fred." I say.
"Anytime, Hchee, anytime. Try to get some sleep? Okay? I'll wake you up when we decide to go back to the tent." I nod my head, and start to drift off.
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It feels like I've only been asleep for five minutes when Fred gently wakes me up.
"Hey, sorry, love, you only just got to sleep but were going back now, I'll carry you back." Fred says. I'm too sleepy to be bothered by anything he says, but I'm grateful for when I feel my weight get lighter and my head droop over his strong shoulder. We make it back to the tent in no time. I hear Harry's voice, which wakes me up immediately.
"Harry," I say relieved, embracing him in a hug. He holds me tight. We brake apart, and Fred pulls Harry to the side. I can't hear anything they're saying, but I see Harry nod, and he gives me a knowing look, similar to the one he gives me when he finds out about Uncle Vernon's friends tormenting me again. Fred and Harry stop talking and Harry makes his way over to me, giving me another hug.
"Come on, you can sleep with me, Hchee." Harry says into my neck. We make our way to the boys bedroom when Arthur tries to stop us, but then realizes my face, and how protective Harry is. I snuggle up to Harry. He wraps his arms around me. Harry and I usually don't sleep like this, I'm usually lying right on top of him while he man-spreads across the bed, but on occasions like this, and especially when Uncle Vernon's friends try some things, he becomes my rock that gets me through it. Harry and I don't have any other family, so we have to be there for each other. Harry asks me what happened, and I tell him everything, quietly, so no other ears hear me.
"And you wonder why I'm overprotective," Harry says light heartedly. I let out a soft laugh. "I'm going to go to sleep now, okay?"
"Okay." I say.
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A/N: Happy Easter, everyone. If you don't celebrate Easter, Happy Sunday! I hope you guys liked this chapter, as I obviously touched on some pretty deep and serious stuff. It does have to be brought to light, though. On a lighter note, since it is Easter, I will be publishing two chapters today, so make sure to look out for that.
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FanfictionHolly Potter was the older sister of Harry Potter. Voldemort never tried to kill her. He didn't even pose a threat to her. She presumes he doesn't even know she exists. Which also means, most of the wizarding world doesn't know who she is. Naturally...
