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Chapter 49

Auriah

The Weasley's house was as vibrant and warm as they were. It was less than a quarter of the size of the Malfoy's but it felt more like home than any place I had ever been.

The Burrow was in absolute chaos as everyone prepped for the holiday.

Mrs. Weasley was teaching me how to cook and I was getting quite good. I helped her make most of the meals while the boys and Ginny horsed about.

One night, Remus and Tonks had come over for dinner. The two of them claimed to not be romantically involved, but I suspected something was going on between them. They were constantly together and exchanging secretive looks that were everything but friendly.

After dinner, Ginny and I decided to do some holiday baking in the kitchen.

I could hear Harry talking with Remus, Mr. Weasley and Tonks in the next room over. He was telling them about the conversation he had heard between Draco and Lia.

I couldn't help but wonder if Harry was getting suspicious of me. He had been distant since we arrived at The Burrow. With so many people in the house we never got a second alone.

"You're blinded by hatred." Remus said loudly, startling me slightly.

"I'm not!" Harry replied. "We can NOT trust Snape."

"Yes, you are!" Remus argued back. He took a deep breath to calm himself and lowered his voice. I moved closer to the door so I could listen easier. "People are disappearing, Harry, daily. We can only place our trust in a handful of people."

Harry didn't respond and the room filled with silence.

"Dessert Tonks? Remus?" Mrs. Weasley called from the dining room.

The two of them and Mr. Weasley stood up and made their way to the dining room. I made myself look busy as the three of them passed the kitchen, pretending like I wasn't eavesdropping. Ginny held in a small laugh, knowing full well what I was doing.

I went to retrieve the pies that had just finished baking in the oven as Ginny transferred cookies from a tray to a plate. She smoothed down her fiery red hair and pinched her cheeks to add color before picking up the plate and carrying it to the room where Harry was sitting.

I quickly moved the pies to a plate so I could follow her. Balancing the heavy plate, I peered in the sitting room. Harry and Ginny were seated side by side and she was feeding him one of her cookies.

A surge of jealousy went through me.

"Spying are we?" Ron whispered from behind me, making me almost drop the pie plate. He glanced into the room and he sent me a pitying expression.

"I'll take that." Ron grabbed the plate from my hands and entered the room. He walked over to the couch where they were sitting and wedged himself between them.

He sent me a small wink as he settled into his spot.

"Pie?" Ron offered Harry the plate.

"None for me, thanks." Harry said, awkwardly looking down at his hands on his lap.

"Riah made them." Ron said, saying my name very pointedly.

As grateful as I was for Ron's intervention I couldn't help but think that Harry would be better off with someone like Ginny. She was a sweet, innocent girl with a loving family and a father who wasn't a evil murder.

Even though I wasn't actively helping my father I still felt like I was betraying Harry. There was no way to be neutral in this war.

But the thought of Harry with someone else also hurt so deeply. A tear fell onto my cheek and I quickly ran upstairs before anyone could catch me crying.