One and Only 3 ; George Weasley

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"I need to get back to school." I said as I came downstairs one morning in late January. "I literally need to get back to school."

Mum and dad both looked up at me while Ronnie continued eating and Uncle Fred wasn't here. My parents exchanged a glance before dad cleared his throat and stood up to clean up after himself. "You know that's not going to happen right now."

"But dad! I have O.W.L.s coming up in five months and I need to be studying and preparing at all times!"

"Genevieve." he sighed. "Your therapist is the one to decide when you are ready to get back to school."

"And as far as doctor Oakwood is concerned, you're not ready." mum said. "You still have weight to gain and you still have to prove that mentally, you'd be okay at Hogwarts."

"Oh my god!" I groaned loudly. "She's not going to clear me until I'm supposed to be starting my last year!"

"Now you're just being dramatic." dad said and turned towards me. "Sit down and eat your breakfast."

"What if I just erased my memories?" I asked. "What's that spell called... obliviate?"

"That is the most ridiculous thing I have heard." mum said and stood up. "Using magic to erase your problems is not the solution."

"But I need to get back! I need to get back to–"

"Simon?" dad interrupted.

"No." I scoffed, folding my arms over my chest. "Okay yes. I want to get back to Simon. He graduates this year. That's five months and after that, he won't be there anymore!"

Mum looked confused. She turned to look at dad but his eyes stayed on me. He leaned back against the counter and crossed his arms over his chest just like I was standing.

"Vivi. Simon turns eighteen in a couple of days and you.. you're fifteen years old." he said. "I don't think it's appropriate for either of you to have feelings."

"What?" I frowned. "No that's not... do you seriously think I would be thinking about someone like that after what happened with my former boyfriend?"

"Then why do you want to get back to school for him?" he asked and raised his eyebrows at me. I  bit the inside of my cheek. "Vivi!"

"Because I need music!" I yelled. "And Simon is the only one who can actually get me to be confident about singing! I can't do that without him!"

The room fell quiet. Dad and I just looked at each other while mum stood the table and even Ronnie had stopped eating to look at what was happening. Then suddenly a sound came from uncle Fred's bedroom door and all eyes landed on him as he had dropped his wand.

"I'm sorry..." he breathed. "I just made everything awkward, didn't I?"

I rolled my eyes before I turned around and hurried back upstairs and into my room. I let the door slide closed behind me. Donut was sitting in her favourite place which was the window sill, so I decided to join her while looking out of the window like she did.

"Why does it all have to be so complicated?" I asked, running a few fingers down the feathers on her back. "Can you tell me that, Donut? Why do I have to be so scared of telling my parents... anything?"

In response, she just simply hooted and I sighed, letting my head fall back against the wall. "You can't answer me. You're an owl."

I heard the sound of my door creaking, causing me to sit up straight as I looked at my parents who both walked into my room. Mum was carrying a tray with all the food I needed to eat and she walked over to sit it on my desk while dad walked to the sill where I said.

"Do you want to know a fun fact about owls?" he asked me. "They eat other owls. The great horned owl eats barred owls and the barred owl will eat the western screech owl."

"That's... disturbing." I said, causing dad to laugh. "I'm sorry I yelled downstairs. I just really want to go back to Hogwarts."

"We know you do." dad nodded as he started petting Donut as well.

"We know you like to sing." mum said. I looked at her as she came towards the window sill as well. "But we didn't know it was that serious."

"I want to be a singer." I shrugged. "But uncle Percy says that I have to have a plan b incase it won't work out, and that scares me because singing and writing songs really makes me happy."

"That would be a good idea." mum said. "Professor McGonagall told me the same thing with my art."

"And you ended up living on that plan b." I sighed.

"Only because I'm a coward." she told me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "If you stick to your dream, I'm sure it will happen."

Okay so Uncle Fred was right. I should've just told them before. They would be supportive of me.

"So..." dad said, looking at me. "Did Simon get you into songwriting? I remember you two used to sing a lot when you were small."

"I wanted to learn how to write a proper song." I said. "So he taught me. He also taught me how to play the piano."

"You play the piano?" dad raised his eyebrows. "Impressive. Why haven't you told us before?"

I shrugged but I didn't answer. I looked at Donut as she decided to fly back to her cage to get some food and water.

"Vivi?" mum asked, pushing some hair behind my ear. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"Because being a singer is a very unstable career. You have to succeed and if you don't, you don't have a career. That's why I need a plan b and that's also why I need to get back to school because I need to plan my sixth year schedule and that can't happen if I'm not there to tell Percy what career I'd like to pursue outside of singing."

Mum and dad looked at each other and dad sighed before he then looked at me again. "I'll talk to Percy about getting your homework sent here and then we'll just hope that doctor Oakwood clears you to go back sometime soon."