Scars

"This...this should've been perfect. During that summer I was so happy, everything was right, how did it even..." But as she trailed off the series of events played out in her mind. Every mistake, every mishap, every broken promise, everything that led them here to this moment of exquisite pain.

"Because it was built on lies," He muttered softly next to her, his hands resting limply on his knees as he leaned back into the wall. "Nothing that happened that summer was real." Again, the sequence of bitter memories played out. The one that had been repeating in her mind over and over until it seemed to be marked on her mind - a permanent scar of his love.

"It was real for me."
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Scarlett Black, daughter of Sirius Black, has been invited along with Harry and Hermione to the Weasley's Bungalow for the summer before their 5th year. Whilst nice in theory, Scarlett would normally be spending her summer in her father's empty, old flat and finds herself missing the familiarity of that dingy apartment. Fred Weasley is the unlikely friend who she finds distracting her from her unique homesickness, and the two find themselves falling into something a little bit bigger and a little more complicated then they could've ever expected.