The Crow

Chapter 7. Jealousy

**CONTENT WARNING**
This chapter contains mature content such as alcohol use and sexual material. Material is explained further, see information in "Ongoing Updates, Publishing, Warnings."

I know we're only on chapter 7 but it feels really long for me. Thank you to everyone who stuck around this far!

Big things are coming soon :)

{updated 5.20.21}

Neveah Crow

For the few days I've been at Grimmauld, I've grown closer to everyone. Especially Harry.

I've gotten to see how important everyone is in his life. They're wonderful people. Sirius has been extremely welcoming to me, as well as Mrs. Weasley. Sometimes it feels closer to a home then my own. Honestly, 'sometimes' is closer to 'always' though I can't admit it.

Ron is finally warming up to me. He's gotten over my name, grown to stand me longer than a few hours. Although, I think he's still annoyed about the Fred incident.

I remember when we heard about the escape from Azkaban. It was announced in the morning. The adults tried to hide it but the look on their face made it clear. It threw my stomach in knots.

Harry pretended he was okay, of course it wasn't true. We kept up our antics. Sometimes, when he had a panic attack, which no one else knew about, I'd find him knocking on my door.

Sometimes he just wanted to talk, to take his mind away. Sometimes he needed genuine comfort. I was always happy to let him crawl in bed with me.

Nothing ever happened, he always respected our boundaries. If anything, I was the one to overstep once or twice. Running my fingers through his hair, wrapping my arm around his waist and pulling him close.

Those were the hardest days, where he would leave early in the morning before I could say goodbye. Where we pretended nothing happened the next day. Spoke nothing of the things we said.

Now, it was Christmas night. My time was almost up, and I began to get ready for dinner.

I packed an expensive dress for the holidays. A red long sleeve dress that accentuated my curves. The front had a low V cut, making my cleavage more noticeable. It was modest, yet sexy.

My long hair fell in curls, and I put more effort in my makeup than usual.

"Everyone! Come down for dinner please!" I heard Mrs. Weasley call out from the dining room.

I made my way down the stairs and into the room, everyone had already taken their seats.

Harry quickly stood up from his seat, "Neveah! You uh- you look stunning." He stuttered nervously. "I saved you a seat."

I made my way next to Harry, "thank you, Merry Christmas Harry."

While getting settled in, I watched Ginny across the table. She gave me a subtle glare but it was enough for me to notice.

"Look who's finally here!" Mrs. Weasley glowed. Out came Mr. Weasley, her perfect pair. We stood in welcome with hugs and smiles.

The dinner table was full, one of the best sights I've had. Every seat had a smile. Every corner of the table was filled with food. I hadn't experienced real love before, but I'm sure this is what it looked like.

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Tomorrow came quick enough and it was time for me to leave. I knew I'd be happy if I stayed, but I couldn't let an opportunity go to waste. An opportunity for answers.