Ethereal [George Weasley]

𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚 - 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙨

I woke up the next morning and found a stack of letters from my friends sitting on my bedside table - Grandma must have put them there. I smiled as I read through them all, and I even laughed when Fred and George's let out purple glitter all over me. I decided I would write back straight after breakfast.

Hopping out of bed, I began for the shower. Then I got dressed, brushed my teeth and went downstairs. I went to the kitchen and noticed something. There were not one, but two figures at the table!

"Mother!" I said excitedly.

She turned around and grinned.

"Jessica!" She said as she hugged me. "You've grown so much since two years ago!"

She was right. I had gone through puberty. I was now taller and had grown into my features. I only resembled my Mother to an extent. We had the same nose, lips and hair colour, but my blue eyes, hair type, build and practically everything else came from my Father.

We all sat down at the table and my Mother began asking me about Hogwarts. Since I hadn't seen her since I was 12, many of the details from two years ago had changed.

"I'm so proud of you beginning your O.W.L's early." She said happily. "Though I don't know where you got the brains from because it certainly wasn't from me."

Maybe it was from my father. I shoved any thought of him into the back of my head.

"How was France?" I asked. "And your job?"

"France is beautiful, dear." She responded. "And my job is fine, getting much more interesting recently. All anybody can talk about is the escape of..."

She trailed off her sentence.

"The escape of Sirius Black?" I finished for her.

"Yes." She said quickly. She and Grandma looked at each other. "Jessica. There's something we need to talk about."

I gulped. Was this it? The secret that they were keeping from me? That all my teachers knew? I was on the edge of my seat.

"We've decided that you will not be returning to Hogwarts."

I stopped breathing. Huh?

"What?" I said.

"Manners!"

"Pardon?"

I don't know why I was so shocked. They didn't want me going back since last summer. But, that was just a want. It wasn't set. Not until now.

"It's far too dangerous." Mother said. "There are too many risks. You could get hurt."

"What about every other student, then?" I pointed out. "They're at the same risk. I'm no different. Yet they get to go back, and I don't?"

"But they're not at the same risk!" Grandma said in exasperation.

"What do you mean?" I scoffed. "Sirius isn't out to kill me. The Dementors aren't out to attack me. In fact, they have nothing to do with me!"

"There are other facts, young lady." Mother said sternly.

"Don't young lady me!" I said. "You can't expect me to understand if you're not telling me the full answer! Bits and bobs won't do!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You're not going. And that's that." Mother said.

"No!" I argued. "Tell me what's going on!"

"I don't like your attitude, Jessica." Mother said, her voice raising slightly. "It seems as if there are bad influences surrounding you now!"

"Yeah, you!" I scoffed. "You're stopping my education for no reason! If you're not a bad influence, then Dumbledore isn't a wizard!"