Nothing hurts more than having your heart broken...And I have dealt with so many things in my young life. But having someone you love, someone you gave your heart to...the person you trusted with everything you have....just to have them take your heart and stomp it into the dirt, hurts more than any physical pain I had to endure. Fred Weasley was the first boy I loved...and he completely ruined everything. I could forgive him for not believing me about my rape, but for him to corner me in the dark...have me backed against the wall....have him force his mouth against mine...now that just brought back too many painful memories and was unforgivable.

oddly enough the only person I could turn to about anything was his twin brother. George was my back bone for everything I was going through...My broken heart, My missing best friend...my dead parents...and a cousin who wouldn't respond who lived with death eaters...so god only knows what was happening to him right now. I had always just thought of George as my best friend, a third of our own little trouble making trio. He was what I thought like family to me, like the brother I never had...but lately I couldn't help but feel that all of that had changed.

I was feeling similar things for George as I had before with Fred. That kiss George and I shared at my graduation party ignited something within me that just wouldn't go away. I was thinking about him in more ways than one, and I was feeling like I was betraying Fred even though I was thoroughly done with him. George had always been there...George had never done me wrong..and somehow I felt safe when George was around, like nothing could touch me.

I was going to miss George terribly when I left today to go back to school. I haven't seen him since the incident in the shop last week, but we were writing each other every night. He said that Fred was completely isolated and distant, and he didn't know exactly what was happening to his twin brother. I was dying to go and see him, but I just couldn't bring myself to go to the shop that held the painful memory of what Fred had done to me only days before.

I had written him asking him to see me before the train left at eleven AM so I could say goodbye. But at 10:45 he was nowhere to be seen. I smiled at the passing children who were hugging and saying goodbye to their families. But I longed for the chance I never got to stand on this platform and wave out of the window to my darling parents. They never got to see me graduate or send me off to my first job, my dream of becoming a healer was almost a reality...and I had no one to share it with...well besides Nymph of course.

"You ok kiddo?" Remus asked as he saw me craning my neck to catch a glimpse of a certain red head. I just nodded and fiddled with my fingers. "They would have been proud baby sister" Nymph said as she pulled me into a tight hug. I felt a tear fall from my cheek and land on her ivy green sweater, but quickly wiped my eyes preventing any farther tears. "I love you" I whispered in her ear. "I love you to...and Im so proud of you, you smarty pants!" She exclaimed and kissed my forehead.

After making small talk with my sister and Remus I heard the horn signaling the trains departure. I gave them final quick hugs, but still was upset that George never came. I was almost onto the train and a pair of hands yanked me backwards causing me to fall into a pair of strong masculine arms. George Weasley was standing in front of me panting as if he had just ran a marathon. "George you came!" I exclaimed with an excited smile. He just smiled before taking my face in his hands and placing a soft warm kiss on my lips. I sighed into his gentle touch and kissed him back.

"Don't miss me too much" I whispered with a wink. He just gave a sad smile before responding " Come out with me? first Hogsmeade trip?" He asked frantically as the train started to move with me still standing in the small doorway, George started running beside the train trying to keep up with us. "of course!" I shouted back. George stopped running immediately as he was almost to the end of the platform. The last thing I saw was him blow me a kiss before the train belted down the tracks out of Kings Cross Station....

I looked around for a while for a compartment, but seeing as almost all of them were jam packed I almost gave up...until I caught sight of three familiar faces that made me smile. "Ronnie!" Hermione yelled and jumped out of her seat to almost tackle me to the floor. I laughed and blew some of her wild hair out of my face. "Hi Ronnie" Ron said and Harry just gave me a tiny smile with a nod. I knew he was still suffering internally from Sirius's death last year...I think we all were.

But once I sat down beside Ron all conversation seemed to stop, with an awkward silence looming over our heads. "Umm so whats going on guys?" I asked with a chuckle trying to lighten the mood. "Don't Harry....not to Ronnie" Hermione said shaking her head to Harry, who looked like he desperately wanted to tell me something.

"Tell me what?" I asked with an annoyed glance.

The trio exchanged looks before Hermione put her book down on the bench beside her and she scooted closer as if she had a secret. "Harry has come to the conclusion that Draco is a death eater" She told me, and I couldn't help but bust out laughing at the obscene idea that my cousin was a death eater. Sure our family was complicated and his father was a crazy person as well as our aunt who was the most maniacal human being on the planet....but I never thought they would rope him into something like that...

"My cousin is not a death eater!"

"Ronnie, we saw him and his mother doing something shady in knockturn alley a couple of weeks ago" Harry said placing a hand on my arm, but I just shrugged him off.

"Draco isn't like that...he is my family ,Harry" I said standing up and walking out of the compartment but not before slamming the compartment door behind me. "I told you not to tell her that Harry! She hasn't been in contact with him since graduation and shes already worried, you aren't helping!" I heard Hermione say through the closed door. I heard Harry mumble something incoherent, but i couldn't hear it through the door.

I sighed before dodging a couple of second years who ran past me towards the snack cart. But as I was standing in a break between the mass of students chatting in the hallway and the ones who were huddled around the old woman who ran the snack cart I could have sworn someone knocked into me.....but there was no one there. But curiosity got the best of me and I followed in the opposite direction I was heading....and ended up at the Slytherin compartment....

My hand was inches from the handle when everything went black...I knew instantly it was one of the twins products, Peruvian instant darkness powder. Something slammed into me hard and I fell back knocking my head against the window. My vision was blurry for a while and then my eyelids felt heavy...I gave into the urge of sleep and closed my eyes....

My head was pounding and most certainly there was knot on the back of my head from the force my head took from the window. I blinked my eyes slowly to see a blur of white floating above my head, and I could have sworn whatever it was, was calling my name.

"Ronnie" I soft familiar voice said from above me. "Shes not moving" another voice said in what seemed like a panic. I tried moving my hand to swat away whoever was talking, but my hand just wouldn't move. I felt two arms wrap around my waist and effortlessly pick me up. "We need to get her looked at, we don't know how long she was laying there" The second voice said, but there voice was so familiar I couldn't pin point who it was...there voice was sad...and almost remorseful for something.

I groaned and lolled my head around trying to wake myself up, but the dizziness I felt earlier just came back and I drifted off into a slumber I couldn't control....

I felt myself falling into a dream like state, where I was running through an empty field with my father by my side. My mother was perched up on a hill laying on a tousled blanket with numerous foods spread around her. My sister was failing miserably at an attempt to ride a broomstick for the first time. I looked and smiled at my father as he swept me into his arms and swung me around before we raced up the tall hill towards our family. And I realized it wasn't a dream, it was a distant memory of the summer before Nymph left for Hogwarts for her first year. After that summer my mother decided when I was eleven to keep my at home for my schooling rather then send me away like my sister, as she said she couldn't bare to be without both of her babies at one time....I thanked her now for that, I received so much more knowledge than I could have hoped to acquire in that time...Ultimately earning me job with the position I have wanted since I was the ripe age of seven.

When I was younger I used to nurse birds to health, all of them making a miraculous recover given my magical blood. I wanted to follow in my mothers footsteps, of whom I looked up to so dearly. I felt it my place to do something worth while in the magical world I was brought up in, and from that moment on I wanted to heal all of those who came to harm....

But my memories floated away from me as my vision became clear...just as clear as the glass of water that was sitting motionless beside my bed...bed? I was in the hospital wing, and instead of being a healer like I was meant to I find myself as a patient instead. The white bed sheets, the white linen pillows, and the stained glass windows...all of which were too familiar to me.

I sat up and found the room empty, with no sign of Madam Pomfrey or the person who laid me here anywhere. I slid out from my bed I was lying on before quietly exiting the hospital wing, still confused as to why I was there in the first place.

The halls were empty and quite, and rather cold. I couldn't hear the students wandering the halls...I couldn't see the ghosts floating through the walls. And all of the portraits seemed to be asleep, or close to it. I must have missed dinner, seeing as how I see the Great Hall is completely empty. And a thought occurred to me...where am I living? I was no longer a student so i didn't know if I still went to Gryffindor tower? Where I didn't know the password anyway... Did I stay in the hospital wing ? I was for the first time since stepping foot in the castle last year...Lost.

I gave up after trying to find a teacher for several hours. I went back to the hospital wing and fell back asleep on one of the empty beds, laying my wand on the end table. I would have to ask Madam Pomfrey about living arrangements in the morning as for now I just wanted to sleep, as my head started to pound even harder than earlier and fell back asleep..... Welcome Back to Hogwarts Ronnie.