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FEAR RIBBON

I woke up as I heard a chattering noise from unfamiliar voices, I feel exhausted and tired which is very unusual since I just slept, and I've had a very strange dream that it felt so real, I was chased by a wolf and I got to a house that looks bizarre, I don't really think I've seen it before. I groaned and yawned then made these people shut up.

"Get out of my room," I mumbled.

My voice was weak, and it was barely heard but i think these people around did since it became silent, the chattering noises started to turn into whispers.

I tried to open my eyes, and it widened as I realised that my surroundings are unfamiliar, it looks completely different from my bedchamber back in our manor. I quickly sat up and saw a bunch of redheads starring at me, few of them are some people that I am definitely familiar of, and I know exactly who they are, just by seeing the amount of people surrounding me and of course, their physical appearance, these people are obviously the Weasleys.

"Oh lie down dear, you aren't fully cured yet," An old looking redhead lady told me.

"My name's Molly Weasley and I believe that you're the only daughter of the Malfoys," She added.

I was speechless and a hundred percent confused at the moment.

"You came here last night, you were bleeding so badly, especially on that leg," A redhead boy said while pointing my right leg, whom I easily recognised , he's the Weasley with a hand-me-down robe who is in the same year as me, I can't remember his name though, but I am very sure that his name start with an R, I just can't put my finger on it.

    Rosy? definitely not, that's just too feminine.

   Roger? well that doesn't sound quite right.

   Roland?

   Right, it is Roland, I remember now, but I am still not sure.

   But regardless of his name, was I really chased and bitten by a werewolf last night? I'm so lost.

"What happened to you dear?"

"She must have been bitten by a werewolf, the bite mark looks exactly like it," Another Weasley said, who looks identical to the other Weasley right beside him.

"You're right, George," Molly said

"I'm not George, I'm Fred," He said again.

"Oh nonsense!" Molly exclaimed and the twins laughed.

"We were just joking, Mum,"

Memories of what happened last night started to flashback into my mind vividly, it was real and i started to have goosebumps as I thought about the werewolf that is probably 8 feet taller than me, I could see its yellowish eyes staring at me hungrily, I remembered its growling noise and it just played in my mind again and again then next thing i knew I was shaking, tears are starting to build up and I am now sobbing.

"I-I want to go home," I said with my voice started trembling making them silent once again, maybe it's because I spoke at of nowhere.

"What happened last night young lady? why were you alone?"

"I-I just went out in the forest to have and adventure then it became dark, I needed to get home a-and so I did, but a w-werewolf found me and then it started raining," I tried to explain between my sobs.

"I wrote a letter to your parents about this, they aren't really glad about this whole situation, but they will be picking you up by tomorrow," She explained, I whiped my tears and started making complaints.

"Tomorrow?! I don't have clothes to wear in here and besides, where will I sleep?" I exclaimed with my voice cracking.

      While whiping my tears, I tried sitting up immediately but I ended up hurting my leg and a few cuts on my body which made me moan in pain.

"Oh, Careful dear," Molly said, panicking.

This house is unbelievably tiny, I literally have no clue how a big family like them can fit in here, their living room that is basically just like the size of my powder room, no offence.

"Ginny looks like your size, she can surely make you borrow her NEW clothes that she has recently bought in diagon alley and I'll give you some food I made for dinner," She said.

I looked through the window and I saw that it is indeed night time.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked.

"4 days," Molly responded and I just nodded.

"The clothes better be untouched by the way," I added, crossing my arms. Clearly unsatisfied that it was from diagon alley, I never liked any clothing in diagon alley, someone else sew my clothes for me with expensive and luxurious supplies.

"You'll sleep in Ginny's bedroom as well, there is enough space for both of you,"
 
"I hate sleeping with a stranger," I said flatly.

     "Well you wouldn't want to sleep in a couch, would you?" Molly replied and that left me in silence.

       THIS IS AN ABSOLUTE HORRIFIC NIGHTMARE! how could something like this happen to me?

    "You better clean up now dear, Ginny will escort you to the washroom," Molly said.

     I sighed and stood up. I looked over the redheaded kid named 'Ginny' who doesn't have a joyful expression on her face in which I can relate to. I just want to travel through time and fast forward it tomorrow to get home safely with my parents and hideous brother.

      Honestly, my brother looks ugly, his name should've been fungus cause that name suits him well, I don't get why women in hogwarts, especially in the slytherin house fancies him. I am just very thankful that we turned out to be fraternal twins.

I tried to stand up carefully, I can feel my body is starting to feel even more painful but I tried to hide that I am hurt.

"Here, let me help you Ms. Malfoy," The Weasley twin said and I am assuming that his name is Fred, I can distinguish the similarities differences of identical twins right away, it is quite hard to tell them apart but I've noticed that George has a larger ear than Fred.

Fred grabbed my hand and wrapped his arms around my waist to help me stand, but I harshly pushed his arms away.

"I can do it myself," I said flatly and stood up from the dusty old couch and I felt awful pain on my right leg that was bitten. I felt a tear form in the corner of my eye, but still, I tried to act numb, as if I feel no pain at all.

I turned over the Weasley girl and faked a smile to hide the pain I am feeling.

"Well, Ginger, where is your washroom?" I asked, not entirely sure if I got her name right.

I saw Ronaldo snicker after what I said, claiming that I got her name wrong, I rolled my eyes at him and faced the girl again.

"My name's Ginny, and I was asked by Mum to lead you there so, follow me," She answered.

I followed her, she started walking and she seemed to be going on a staircase, I can barely walk and I was limping around, she climbed up the stairs, I looked up and so dozens of steps for me to climb before I reach the top, I bit my lip nervously and looked at her worriedly.

"How am I supposed to get up there?" I exclaimed.

"Right, er...Ron! yes, Ron help her please," She told Ronaldo, the Weasley that is on the same year as me, as soon as she said that, he frowned.

I rolled my eyes, is this really how they treat their guests? It's crystal clear that they're unhappy that I'm in their dusty old house, the feeling's very mutual anyways, this is definitely the worse event that has ever happened in my life.

"As you can see Ginny, I am uh..doing my erm, homework, yes I am doing my homework for my potions class," He made an excuse.

I tilted my head and snickered at him.

"Homework? on a summer break? do you have a better excuse than that Romeo?" I asked. I knew I got his name wrong but I did that on purpose for some unknown reason.

He looked dumbfounded after what I said.

"I guess?" He said while laughing nervously. "And my name's not Romeo, it's Ron,"

"Whatever, now would you help me get up?" I asked impolitely.

He was about to say another axcuse but his Mother looked at him as if she was saying 'help her or I will punish you' he sighed and got up from the sofa, he grabbed my hand instantly then i pulled it away.

"What do you think you're doing?!" I exclaimed.

       "Helping you up," he answered shortly.

       "Well—"

       "Would you rather fall down the stairs or let me help you?" Ron cut me off.
 
        I wouldn't choose any, but falling off the stairs would make me look worse, not only my body, but also my reputation, I'm known as a classy, sophisticated young woman who does not fall down the stairs.

     I rolled my eyes and and nod at him, as soon as he got the message, he held my hand and led me up the stairs.

     "Just one foot at a time a'ight?" He said and I followed him.

      I put my right leg up on the first step first, then the other and so on and so forth, as I was to take the last step, my right leg slipped, I shut my eyes as hard as I can, expecting myself to hit the the stairs and roll down the stairs.

      yet non of that happened.

     Ron thankfully caught me before i fall down which made me sigh in relief.

     "Good thing you're not heavy, Merlin, you're as light as a feather," He said.

      I opened on eye and saw Ron who is now holding my arm on a tight grip, he pulled me back in place and exhaled in relief.

      "You owe me," He said.

       A lot has happened just to climb that damn stairs, I am definitely not going to climb that thing again.

       Ginny showed me the tiny bathroom and she handed me the hideous clothes that I am unfortunately about to wear.

       I got into the bathroom and as expected, it is not that big but it is surprisingly squicky clean. I checked my reflection on the mirror which is right above the sink and I have never felt so ugly my whole life until now, I am all covered with dirt, and I have a few cuts on my face, my bleached blonde hair is even frizzy and tangled and have I mentioned that my face is covered with cuts dried up blood?

     Bloody hell i look like crap.
 
    I looked away that mirror and immediately took all ny clothes off to have a nice warm bath.

    I turned the shower on and as the water touches my bear body I immediately jumped and squeled on how cold the shower is, it made me shiver but I tried to ignore everything and just get used to the coldness of this shower.

     After half and hour of torture, I grabbed a white towel which is hanging on the wall which looked like it was prepared for me, I wiped myself dry and wore the clothes from Ginger girl. It was just an ugly baggy maroon sweater and a black skirt with laced ends that goes down below my knees. Honestly, this whole outfit sucks, i don't get why her mother lets her wear these pieces of crap, for goodness' sake both top and bottom do not even match, my mother wouldn't even dare to let me have something like this, she'll definitely throw it in the garbage immediately.

   I checked myself in the mirror, I now look more decent, despite the wet blonde hair that makes me look like a wet chick, the cuts are obviously still there but it'll heal for sure.

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Dinner's finished and now I am in Ginny's bedroom, laying down on her bed and unable to sleep while Gunny is sleeping on the floor with a blanket underneath her and one pillow. Just by looking at her it seems to be very uncomfortable but she is still sleeping so soundly like she doesn't even care, meanwhile, here I am on this dusty, soft old bed with lots of fluffy pillows and a blanket but I still feel so uncomfortable, this doesn't work for me at all, I am feeling really itchy all over and I just want to be back in my own bed chamber.

I cannot wait to be out of this house.

I checked the clock and it is now pass midnight but I am still staring on the ceiling, It's what I've been doing all night, It's almost like I am having a long conversation with it.

Time had passed, I am feeling so tired but no matter how long I close my eyes, I still couldn't sleep, I have a lot in mind, especially the part of how I got here, I can't believe I survived a thunderstorm at night while being chased by a werewolf in the woods, just by the thought of it it's already making me feel so frightened to the point that I'll eventually have goosebumps while shaking and tears will fall right away.

A loud thunder suddenly came out of nowhere and in less than a second a hard rain started to crash down and the sound was so loud which made it a lot more harder to sleep.

    I started feeling scared, the thunderstorm made me have flashbacks from the other night and I am now trying to catch my breath and tears just crashed down from my eyes like a waterfall, it is unstoppable. I wasn't even scared of storms before, In fact, I used to love it so much because it made me feel so calm, I loved the sound of the rain and thunder, It used to be so soothing for me and now I am traumatised by it.

   All of a sudden I decided to get out of the room, It just didn't feel safe in Ginny's room.

   I got out and I am now outside the bathroom door then suddenly a piercing sound of the thunder was heard which made me shriek, I went to the corner of the room quickly and wrapped my arms around my folded legs while my face in on top of my knees.

   I cried with loud sobs, hoping that the storm would stop.

"Are...you alright?" I heard someone ask.

    I looked up, It is dark and I can barely see anything but I know for sure that the person standing right before me is Ron.

"What? are, are you stupid? this doesn't look like tears of joy does it?" I spat between my sobs.

"Oh," He replied, dumfounded.

I thought he was about to leave me here shaking but instead he sat down and patted my back, it somehow made me calmer while he was doing it, I should be angry because I do not let anyone touch me, especially when its him, but this is what I really need right now.

     "What's the matter?" Ron asked but I gave him no response in return.

    Suddenly a loud growling thunder came with a bright streak of lightning that I could see from the window which made me squeal and cry, crumpling myself tighter.

    "It's the storm isn't it?" Ron asked again.

"Obviously," I answered flatly.

   He stood up and I panicked, I don't want to be alone.

    "Don't worry, I'll just grab something," He said, I was unable to see where he went so I waited.

     Not long, he came back with a lamp which made me have a clearer vision.

   "Here, I have something for you," He said, handing me out a royal blue ribbon.

   "What am I suppose to do with that?" I questioned, looking at him weirdly.

   He grabbed my hand and started wrapping it around my ring finger.

   "What the hell are you doing?" I asked again.

   "There, this is called a fear ribbon, it takes away your fear," He said.

      I burst out laughing and he scratched the back of his neck, knowing that he didn't trick me with this stupid idea.

"A fear ribbon? who are you kidding ronald?" I laughed out loud. "Well I was trying to help you get rid of the fear," he said, looking down. "You did make me laugh, I am a lot better now," I said, smiling. "You're welcome then," He said proudly.

   It was silent after that and I noticed that the rain had stopped already and it's more peaceful now.

  "Seems like your ribbon did work after all," I told Ron, but I got no response from him.

  I glaced over him and saw that he's already fast asleep, I sighed and shaked my head. "Sleepyhead," I said.

   I took an extra blanket from Ginny's room and put it on top of him, I have no idea why I did that too, but a little kindness wont hurt, he did made me feel better so making him feel warmer would be a great way to take it all back to him.

  "Goodnight to you too knucklehead,"

I apologise to all my readers (if there is) because this chapter took too long to update.

I focused more on graphic designs and completely lost all my ideas for this book, but luckily, I got all my ideas back and I'm gonna try my best to update frequently
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