Collided Hearts: A Hogwarts story

3.

It was now 8:00 am. We got to the room and I smiled as I saw my part of the room decorated with my things. Fred is on the left side of the room, George on the right, and I in the middle. I ran to my bed and slumped down face first. "Aren't you gonna take off your shoes and change?" Fred asked while laughing. "Mmm no"

I could feel both boys staring at me confused. "Bella come on, you have to be uncomfortable like that". No reply. "Bella?" No reply. "Come on Georgie don't be loud, our poor girl is exhausted let her sleep" "I'm worried about her Freddie, I've never seen her this sleep deprived. I mean yea it's sad what happened with her and He-"

"Don't even say his name! That man was not a father to her at all. Now come on let's go downstairs before you piss me off even more." George looked at his twin annoyed, but silently agreed. The two shut the door behind them and made their way downstairs.

I was hiding in a closet downstairs sitting on the floor with my knees curled up to my chest. My father just had his fifth bottle of beer. "WHERE ARE YOU YOU LITTLE BITCH! I'M GONNA FIND YA SO THERES NO USE IN HIDING"
  I covered my mouth to keep quiet from all the shuddering and sniffling my crying had caused. I was afraid just by hearing my father shout like that towards me. By now I had two bruises on my back from the whips he would give me with his belt.

  Maybe he's right. Maybe it is my fault that my mother died. If she wouldn't have had me then maybe they would be okay. Maybe she'd still be alive. My thoughts were interrupted when the closet door opened. I look up slowly only to meet my fathers angered eyes. "There you are you little ungrateful brat."

  He pulled my up by my hair ignoring my cries pleading for him to stop. He threw me across the room which caused my back to hit the wall hard. I was terrified for my life. How much longer could this keep on going? I'm 5 years old for merlins sake.

  He started making his way towards me when I pushed a small table towards him making him stumble back. I quickly ran up the stairs and locked myself in his office. I used a muggle item called a phone to call my aunt.

  I tried entering the numbers as quick as I could but it was hard seeing as my hands were shaking badly from my "father" pounding on the door to open up. His wand was in this office so he couldn't use a spell to open the door. I entered all the numbers and waited impatiently for her to pick up.

  "Hello? Henry what's wrong?" "AUNTIE GAIL PLEASE COME HELP ME I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE PLEASE HE'S GONNA KILL ME" "W-What!? Bella sweetie calm down I'm on my way okay!? Where are you? Stay there"

"I-I'm in th- the upstairs office." "Okay calm down and stay by the window. Wait until you see me and I want you to jump out when you see me." "O-okay please hurry" The phone hung up. I tried to hold back my tears as his pounding was only getting louder and his voice angrier.

  "I HATE YOU WITH EVERYTHING I HAVE! IT'S YOUR FAULT THAT YOUR MOTHER IS DEAD" I started bawling my eyes out by now. Imagine being 5 years old, getting abused by your own father, and on top of that getting blamed for your mother's death. Around five minutes later I heard a stone hitting the window.

  I didn't hesitate to open the window and jump out as I saw my aunt. To my surprise I didn't fall, but instead I was levitating and I was placed on her broom. We flew to her house and by then I was calmed down.

I shot straight up in my bed. I turned over to the side and saw that the clock said 11:00 am. My face was wet from the crying I had done in my sleep and I was sweating. I started bawling my eyes out once more. I've been having this dream and many others for a while now. All memories of when my fa- Henry used to beat me.

Fred's POV:
I closed the door behind me and made my way downstairs. Ron and Ginny were still asleep seeing as it's quite early. I sat down at the table and George sat across from me. "So how are things with Angelina? Everything good?" I chuckled quietly. My girlfriend Angelina Johnson and George's girlfriend Alicia Spinnet are best-friends.

   "Yea I guess, she's spending the summer with her parents somewhere in Rome. What about you and Alicia?" My twin sighed before answering, "Well, I'm not even sure. She hasn't owled me at all this summer and it's worrying me. I mean I think I'm a good boyfriend, she seems pretty happy with me so I don't know what's going on."

That's weird. That doesn't sound like Alicia at all. Maybe I'll owl Angelina later to ask her about it. "Don't stress it mate, I'm sure she's just busy. Plus it's not even the end of summer yet. I'm sure everything will be fine." "Yea you're right Fred. Well enough about that, what do you think about Belles?"

I looked down at the table and started fidgeting with the necklace we all had in between my fingers. I honestly could tell something was bothering my best-friend and I'm almost positive it has to do with that old bastard. "Honestly, I'm worried about her too, but you already know how she is. She doesn't open up to us when she's sad or angry. I hate that about her but it's just how she is. We can't force her to open up to us."

I could feel my twin looking at me with complete shock and anger. "The hell we can! You know just as much as I do that it's about him! Why should he still be getting to hurt her after all these years?! HE NEVER GAVE A SHIT ABOUT HER FRED. IF HE DID HE WOULD HAVE SOBERED HIS GROWN ASS UP AND SUPPORT THE CHILD HE HAD. A 5 YEAR OLD LITTLE GIRL FRED. 5! AND I-" I bolted up from my seat and slammed my hands on the table.

   "YOU DON'T THINK I KNOW THAT GEORGE?! YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH HE HURT HER? I'D BE WILLING TO GET SENT TO AZKABAN IF IT MEANT HURTING HIM 100x MORE THAN HE HURT HER. IT PAINS ME TO EVEN THINK ABOUT ALL SHE WENT THROUGH!" He just looked at me. Emotionless. I knew he agreed.

My mother came rushing down the stairs "WHY ON EARTH ARE YOU TWO SHOUTING?! WE HAVE THREE SLEEPING CHILDREN UP THERE!" Okay mom like you didn't just shout yourself. Me and George both just mumbled a "Sorry". She huffed and sat down. "Now do you two want to tell me what this is about?"

We sat there for an hour just talking to mom about Belle and He- you all know who. It was now 9:30 and Ginny had come down to eat some breakfast. She was excited to see Belle but we had to disappoint her by telling her that she was asleep. We all sat at the table laughing and talking about some old childhood memories. I'm glad Belle grew up with us since she was 6. At least most of her childhood wasn't that all bad.

Around 10:30 a sleepy looking Ron came down the stairs and immediately sat down to shove sausages in his mouth. Me and George both looked at each other in disgust. He finished eating breakfast and we all sat down on the couch playing a game of chess. All of a sudden we heard ear piercing cries from upstairs. Her cries.