Lorenzo Berkshire||My Strongest Desires

A C H R I S T M A S M I R A C L E

•juliet o'dell

It's holiday break, the Dark Lord is dead, I'm free and now I can live a happy life.

Wrong.

Ever since me and Charlie returned home to our father, or I guess just her father, I haven't eaten much. I haven't slept. All I can think about is Lorenzo.

Today was Christmas Eve. Draco sent me and OWL asking if me and Charlotte wanted to join him at his manor for Christmas dinner. He wrote that he understood if I didn't want to go considering Lorenzo is staying with them. Enzos father unfortunately survived the war, but he doesn't care about where Enzo is. Lydia I believe is also staying at the Malfoys.

I read over the letter for the past few days contemplating if I should attend.

I rarely left my room. I didn't mind I mean I loved my room. I had a windowsill with a cushion and pillows so I would stare outside at the pouring rain that filled the streets of London most days. The theme of my room was gray and an emerald green. I changed the colors when I was put into Slytherin. My bed had a white headboard and a dark green comforter that laid in the middle of the wall across from my door.

There was a closet and dresser as well but I won't get into too much detail.

When me and Charlie returned we saw our father was doing surprisingly well. He had a nice stable job, he was eating healthy, and he wasn't abusive anymore. He accepted us for who we were. He may not be my real dad, but I still love him. He's better than that other piece of shit.

I had asked someone about the whole Obliviation spell and how it didn't quite reach him fully, and that the person casting the spell on Lorenzo had died in the middle of performing it. They weren't sure about it. They said it was very possible he could get his memories back, It would just take time.

Hogwarts was still being repaired. It would be ready soon considering magic is doing most of the clean up. I honestly couldn't wait to go back. Now that Voldemort is dead, my life will be a lot easier.

While locking myself in my room I not only thought about Lorenzo, but I also thought about my mother. I later found out Bellatrix killed her because my mother was trying to save me. I cried for hours. I know my mum deserved her redemption.

As I was reading my letter from Draco for the 20th time I heard a knock at my door.

"Hey sis. Can I come in?" Charlotte asked from the other side of the door.

Even after I told Charlie everything, she still saw me as her sister and so did I. There's no way that can just go away with the snap of your finger.

"Yeah, sure." I mumble into my blanket.

Charlotte opens the door slowly and peeks her head in. I look up at her and immediately burst into tears. I don't know what came over me but its easy to cry when you're alone, when I saw my sister she just reminded me of all I've lost because it felt like I lost her in a way.

She ran over to my bed and pulled me into an embrace. I cried into her shirt, I only cried harder when I thought back to when Lorenzo would hug me like this. I balled so much that it became hard to breathe. I couldn't take a deep breath, every time I tried I'd choke up and cough. I had this before when my mom left us. It feels like you can't get enough oxygen and it feels like you might die.

Charlotte ran into the kitchen and brought me a glass of ice cold water, my favorite.

I couldn't speak so I nodded to her as a thank you. I took small sips of the water, still trying to breathe. Charlie sat back down on the side of my bed and ran circles around my legs.