One and Only 3 ; George Weasley

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Yes, you saw correctly. Double update!!

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I was scared to go back home. After everything that had happened since September, I just wanted to be able to put on an act but I knew I couldn't. My mind was constantly on Luke and I was traumatised from the violence and the.. penetration.

The burn marks he had put on my skin were permanent. So was the scars. I had cut in myself a lot since the first time. It was addicting— like a drug. But I didn't care about those scars. I chose to put them there myself but the burn marks were something he put there and they would always be a reminder, even if I one day got away from him.

Maybe I should chose the same career as my uncle Charlie. I could to go Romania and watch the dragons. If I stayed here, Luke would keep his claws in me and I'd never get out.

How was I going to home and act like a happy girl among my family? We were probably going to the Burrow for Christmas along with the rest of my very large family and how was I going to be able to put up an act in front of everyone? I just couldn't...

It was impossible.

"Your bag?" Fred asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. His arm was extended as he waited for me to hand him my bag. When I did, he pushed it up on the rag and I sat down by the window.

"You look tired." Emery commented. She sat across from me while Sammy was next to her. "Doesn't she look tired?"

"You do." Sammy nodded and now even Fred looked at me as he sat down next to me.

"Didn't get any sleep last night?" He asked.

"Wait." Emery spoke. "Did you have a nightmare? I believe I heard something but then again... dunno if I was dreaming."

"Yeah." I shrugged, staring out of the window.

"What was it about?" Sammy asked. "The nightmare."

"Nothing." I breathed. "Some ridiculous shit about spiders."

Actually, it was the same nightmare as I had had since Luke started raping me in late September.

"I hate spiders." Emery said as she got chills. "They're so disgusting with their eight eyes and hairy body."

"Wait." Sammy said. "Are we talking about spiders or are we talking about Fred over here?"

Fred rolled his eyes. "Ha. Very funny."

"That's the dumbest thing I've heard you say." Emery told Sammy. "I know it was a joke but a really bad one as we can see his eyes so we can see there isn't eight."

"The only reason it's a bad joke is because you felt the need to explain why it's bad." Sammy said as he crossed his arms over her chest, feeling offended.

"No, it's bad because no human has eight eyes." Fred said.

"Well I wasn't calling you a human!" Sammy shouted in frustration. "I was calling you a spi— you know what? Never mind. You two do not deserve my fantastic jokes."

"Can you please shut up?" I asked. "We have to sit here for six hours and I don't want to hear your voice all the time."

I had spoken so fast that my breath was now heavy. All three of them looked at me, all not knowing what to say.

"Rude." Sammy then huffed and looked towards at the windows that showed people walking by in the aisle.

"Can we talk about your situation for a moment?" Fred asked.

"No."

"No, I think that's a great idea." Emery said and sat up straight.

"Yeah." Fred nodded. "You've changed. You say you and Luke started dating in secret around February, right?"

I didn't respond.

"Yet, you started changing after the summer." He said. "When we came back to Hogwarts for our fifth and seventh year. When did he start hitting you?"

I turned my head slowly to look at my older brother but then without saying anything, I looked out of the window, watching as the train started moving.

"Why won't you talk to any of us?" Emery then decided to ask. "You know you can tell us the truth. We'll help you and he won't hurt you if you're with us. So why won't you—"

"Because I am fucking terrified!" I snapped and looked at her. Then I sighed and closed my eyes. I should not have done that.

That was basically confirming what they had wanted me to say for so long. That my boyfriend is abusing me.

"I don't know why I said that." I breathed, trying to laugh it off. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that—"

"No but that doesn't mean you weren't speaking the truth." Fred said.

Even Sammy was looking at me again.

I couldn't stay here in this compartment with them until we were in London. Them trying to force me to speak about it, suffocated me and made me really anxious.

I got up without a word and pulled my bag down from the rag before I hurried out and down the hallway. Unfortunately, Luke stepped out from the toilet just as I walked past and I froze.

He closed the door behind him, staring at me. "Where're you going?"

"Nowhere."

"Nowhere?" He raised an eyebrow. "It looks like you're in a hurry."

"Well I can't exactly go anywhere, can I?" I snapped. "We're on a fucking train."

"Excuse me?" He laughed. "Watch how you speak to me."

He extended his arm, waiting for me to take his hand and I did.

"I've got my own compartment." He told me. "We can sit there."