Andy's POV:

"What just happened?" I mumble as the door slams closed.

"Remington has an eating disorder. He has had one since he was 12. I wasn't going to have him come to Hogwarts but there is no reason for me to deprive him of his time here."

"What else should I know?" I let out a soft laugh, only joking but both Emerson and Sebastian didn't seem to find it funny. "Is there more?"

"He's a teenager, Andy. This is why you shouldn't be dating him. He's troubled. I love him, I want him to be happy, but you got to see reason in this. He has issues."

"Might I tell you, I'm also a teenager. It's not that big of a deal."

"Andrew, he's our brother. I don't want him hurt because you can't handle what he's going through."

"I know, and believe me, I care about him just as much as you both do. He's already opened up to me about a lot." I mumbled the last part.

"About?"

"Well...for starters, he told me about your mothers passing...I'm sorry to hear that. She was a lovely witch..."

"That's not that big -"

"He told me he's transgender." I spoke calmly. It wasn't a big deal to me. I didn't mind, why would I? He's still a boy.

"He told you?.."

I nod with a small smile. "Yeah, he actually told me yesterday. Before you both got here."

Sebastian sat up straight and nodded slowly. "And? What are you going to do about it?"

"Nothing? Am I supposed to do something? He's still a boy in my eyes, that doesn't change anything. Hell, if he wasn't then I wouldn't be giving him a second glance."

Emerson hummed softly. "Well, maybe you should know...he has PTSD from our father."

"Yeah...the beating. I didn't realize you all were siblings at first but once I found out, I kind of put two and two together, I remember Sebastian telling me about his younger siblings..."

"He talked about us?"

"Yeah, of course he did. At the time, he was always saying siblings, not brothers. I met his mom once but never met you both or his father. He told me his dad was abusive and wouldn't let you both leave the house often. He said, "My youngest brother doesn't get it that bad, it's mostly my other sibling that gets all of the beating and I just hope my father leaves before my siblings come to Hogwarts." and then I graduated 2 years before your brother."

"I thought you both were in the same year..?"

"I'm 18. He's 24. When I came to Hogwarts, he was in his 6th year and then I graduated during my third year, I graduated early. He graduated a year after. He stayed for an extra year to get more knowledge to become an Auror. I became a teacher here not long after I graduated. I was mainly a helper but still, it helped me get this job.

"Oh..." Emerson mumbled. "Remington said you both were in the same year."

"Does he not pay attention to the age of his brother? I'm way younger." I laughed.

"I guess not." Emerson shrugged before finishing his food. "You have a class right? We should get going to Remington's other class."

"Oh my class isn't for another 30 minutes. Do you need help to get to Remington's other class?"

Sebastian stood up. "I've been to Hogwarts, Andy, I can take my brother around."

"Okay, okay. Have fun...and tell Remington to come to my room before he goes to dinner. I wanna talk to him. Privately."

Emerson smiled and nodded but Sebastian just rolled his eyes and pushed Emerson out of the door. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. I got up and walked up the tower in the corner of my class. I walked past the extra office and into my room. I pulled out one of my extra notebooks and wrote down a few things.

'Remington is easily agitated when talking about food. Most likely an effect from his eating disorder.
Remington has PTSD due to his father's abusive nature. DO NOT YELL. DO NOT GET UPSET. DO NOT MAKE ANY MOVEMENTS THAT COULD BE MISTAKEN FOR A HIT.
Remington show's signs of anxiety and overthinks small things. Make sure to give him reassurance.'

I sighed and closed the book. I took off my sweater and looked in the mirror. Bloody scar. I put on a shirt, then a sweater vest after. I tied my neck tie and put it under the vest before going back to my class to see students filling in. I just needed to make it to the end of the day.

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I was in my room, laying on my bed when I heard the door to the extra office open and close. I was expecting a teacher so I quickly sat up and fixed my hair. I got off the bed and walked into the other office but it wasn't another teacher. It was Remington.

"You wanted to see me..?" Remington mumbled softly.

"Yeah, I did." I smile softly. Relaxed and pulled my tie out from under my vest and untightened it. I took it off and put it on my desk. "You walked out pretty quickly earlier. I wanted to check up on you."

Remington shuffled around and frowned. He nods and then looks up at me. "I'm okay...Sebastian was just really...not the best. I have an eating disorder. Well, I'd say I've had one. It's gotten better since I've been here. I'd skip meals here and there but nothing too bad! I promise. Either way, Sebastian gets a little controlling with the amount of food he expects me to finish. It's a lot, way more than they are eating and it stresses me out, causing me to not want to eat. It's a lot for me to handle."

I nod and look down at him. "I'm sorry, I'll step up next time or I'll help you eat it."

Remington looked up at me and smiled softly. "Can I eat my meals with you sometimes..? I think it'd help a lot, especially on the days I don't feel like eating."

"Sure, whatever you want."

Remington hugged me and I hugged him back, I kissed the top of his head and watched as he relaxed into my arms. "I want to stay with you for the rest of the night. My brothers will be on my ass about skipping dinner."

"Right, you need to eat..." I mumble and look around. "I'll have a house elf bring something for you."

Remington shook his head. "No, it's okay. That's a lot of work on their part."

"Remington, come on. I have to eat too so it's not that big of a deal." Remington huffed and let go of me. I point to the chair behind the desk in the room. "Sit there, I'll be back. If you hear anyone trying to open the door, hide under the desk. It's kind of late and you shouldn't be out of your dormitory."