Chapter 1: PTSD...ish ✔✔

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This had been the longest summer in the history of summers.

I hardly slept and when I did I had horrible nightmares that woke up the whole house.

And I do mean the whole house.

Because there wasn't just Remus, dad and I. There was also the Weasley's camping out here because my dad had offered the house as a sort of headquarters for the Order of the Pheonix, a secret army put together by dumbledore when Voldemort first tried to take power. When he killed My godparents and tried to kill Harry.

Harry.

Oh how I missed Harry. He had been the only person to be able stop my nightmares and while I missed him terribly, I had only been able to write a couple times, explaining that I couldn't write to often and I couldn't say why. He had accepted that and we wrote sporadically for the last few week.

"Aura, dinner's ready love." I heard Aunt Molly call from the other side of my door but I didn't bother to move.

After another half an hour there was a knock at my door, a loud crash and a hiss of pain, making me laugh a little as I stood up and opened the door to see Nymphadora Tonks stood smiling brightly as me.

"Hey, so, erm... Mad-eye wants to talk to you." She smiled awkwadly, looking at her feet as soon as she saw my smile drop.

Mad-eye Moody.

The REAL Moody was currently here working for the order and since Barty Crouch Jr still had Moody's face when he tortured me, I was still having a lot of trouble remembering it wasn't actually him that hurt me.

I had made sure I stayed well away from him so I hadn't seen him and I didn't want to... but I knew I would have to at some point. I guess now that moment had come.

"I, erm... I guess, OK." I sighed as I ran back to my bed and grabbed Harry's hoodie, one that I taken everywhere I went like a security blanket. "Let's go."

I walked down stairs and into the kitchen, ignoring the looks I was getting from the Weasley children, who hadn't seen much off me this summer.

"Hey." waved awkwadly to people surrounding the table and smiled when I saw my dad sitting at the head of the table, Remus next to him, when the two caught sight of me stood there they both grinned at me.

"He's in the living room." Tonks whispered to me and I nodded.

"Who?" My dad asked as I walked out, hearing a loud "WHAT!" as I left.

I opened the door to the living room and readied myself as I stepped inside.

The moment I lead eyes on Mad-eye, it was like I was feeling the pain all over again and tears built up in my eyes.

"You must be Aurora?" Moody spoke, sounding exactly like the 'other's him.

I nodded, not being able to speak, but that didn't seem to bother Moody as he pointed to the sofa, opposite where he was stood.

"Sit, what I have to say is important and it will help you get better." He told me and I did as I was asked, mostly because I was curious as to what he had to say that could help me but a small part of me feared I was being tricked again and I would be hit by another curse.

"I was told, what Barty Crouch Jr did to you and I know why it has taken so long for us to meet and I understand, so I won't be mad and I won't be harsh. You have every right to fear me... or atleast my face." He spoke and I nodded, watching him carefully as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a large bottle of something.

"I'll be passing this on to your dad and Remus." He told me as he passed it to me.

"It's a sleeping potion, it will help you sleep, not well, but you'll look less dead." He spoke trying to lighten the atmosphere a little.

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