Thantophobia||Fred Weasley

A Great Arrival

This is a beautiful word, thantophobia. It took me a while to do my researches. I had to ask a couple people in the train to find one person that knew what thantophobia means. There is this one girl that had the answer. She sounded like a know-it-all. She had brown puffy hair and brownish eyes. She was sitting with three other people. Two of them are probably her friends but there was this one person that was rubbed in a dark brown cloak sort of? He look like he was peacefully sleeping. It was weird... One of her friend had red hair and bloated cheeks but in a good way, he looks good. Her other friend was easy to recognize: He was in every history book for the past 15 years... Harry Potter. He is easy to recognize with his round glasses and the bold lighting scar on the middle of his forehead. « The boy who lived ». It's actually crazy... surviving an Unforgivable spell is... I don't know. Since I'm young, I've always been told to stay away from problematic people for this exact reasons, they tend to have the weird urge of trying these spells. I was 1 year old when the kid that everyone was talking about survived this miserable tragedy, they say it's the power of love. I mean, maybe it is and as much as I like romance I couldn't believe it. I'm always in my books, in my dreams, I never actually pay attention on what is around me and I don't trust the concept of love. It's a weird thing to me. When I was 3, my mom abandoned my dad and I and since then, I never believed true love existed... as platonic as it could be. You can appreciate the company of someone but love? I doubt it, but it's maybe just me.

-Sorry to bother you guys. Does anyone know what Thantophobia means?

I don't know if they are confused by my question or if they are bothered by my presence. The atmosphere tells me that I interrupted an important discussion since they cut in the middle of a sentence talking about blowing up an aunt? It sounds crazy so I don't think I heard that right.

-What?

The red hair guy with freckles looks at me confused and then looks back at Hermione only to look back at me again.

-I asked if anyone knew what Thantophobia means.

He looks towards Hermione and Harry again as he seems clueless as much as Harry but Hermione seems to know the answer.

-Oh, yes! Sorry. Thantophobia means the phobia of losing someone you love.

-Make sense, seems like you really loves books too. Maybe I'll see you again in the library once in a while, thanks!

-See you!

As I walk back towards my seat, I feel the environment changing in a sort of stress situation and the light goes down as the train starts to shake. I trip over the bench of my seat and get up as quickly as possible as I hear some people starts to whisper and other gasp scream in panic. I know what I am about to do is not a good thing but it's my protection mechanism. I pick my favorite book off of my shoulder bag and starts to read back where I left last time. Every time I feel danger around me, it is always what I do by habits. I do not know how long it took for the lights to come back on and everyone calming down but when I feel the atmosphere getting better, I stop reading and look up around me. The first thing I see is the man and his brown cloak walk quickly pass me in direction of the person driving the train. In the corner of my eyes, I also realize the reflection of some dots of lights in the window. It does not take too long before understanding it's Hogwarts lights. We are finally here. I look outside the window as I am thinking about what I will finally be able to do without any limits or walls from holding me back from being free. I hear someone whisper something close to me and I don't know if it's directed towards me or not.

-Look at her, she is stuck in her world. Ridiculous.

Well, if I still had doubts it was about me, they are officially gone. I knew some kids were mean but not that they would be towards me. I turn around to see who's sitting on the seats next to me. In front of my eyes are sitting three kids. One with platinum blonde eyes, another with a dark skin, the same color as his eyes and the last one is a girl with brown which I will assume is the one who talked because I heard a feminine voice. I have no idea how to answer to that. Actually, I am not even sure if it was an insult. I don't know what to do now.