𝑹𝒐𝒏 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒚'𝒔 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 ⋆ Harry Potter x OC

•𝑭𝑰𝑭𝑻𝑯 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹• 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 1

Charlotte's summer has been nothing more than mourning over Cedric, she keeps crying and her emotions are everywhere, causing her to snap at people and such. Molly says Lottie has caught an attitude, she's snappy, aggressive and moody all the time.

They've been staying at Sirius' house for the whole summer and whilst her siblings have been going out and having fun, Charlotte been cooped up in her room. She hardly ever leaves, and when she does, it's mainly for food. But then again, she only gets it when she's hungry and that's practically never.

She has, however, gotten into drawing. It's like a stress relief, it keeps her calm. Like, whenever she's feeling angry or irritated, she draws. She doesn't colour them in or anything, she just leaves them black and white.

Charlotte hasn't talked to anyone in over 3 months, she has just been so emotionally distanced, she hasn't even looked at herself in the mirror to see what she looks like. Fred and George keep trying to cheer her up, but it just makes her more irritated and stressed. That's why she also hasn't talked to anyone as she's scared that she's going to accidentally hurt them by lashing out.

You may think she's overreacting, but she's not. Yeah, she only knew Cedric for a year and a bit, but that year was wonderful. She enjoyed when they talked and stuff, he made her happy. Yeah, he may have passed away, but every night when she closes her eyes to try and get some sleep, his dead body and lifeless eyes just pop up and it scares her, both mentally and emotionally.

Charlotte hasn't even been owling Hermione or Harry. Well, she was told by Dumbledore that she couldn't have any contact with Harry, but still. And even if she could owl him, she doesn't think she could bare it. She can't even say his name, it hurts too much. She also doesn't think she can even see his face without bawling. He reminds her of Cedric and the fact Harry was there to witness Cedric dying, just makes it worse..

Anyway, Charlotte sat on her bed, sketching a badger when Molly knocks on the door. She then speaks sweetly.

"Lottie, dear? Harry's here."

Charlotte stopped what she was doing and froze, she couldn't even speak. And because of that, she didn't know what to do, so she just waited until Molly gave up and left. Lottie did feel a bit sorry for her mum, but she can't see him. It'd pain her too much. As she heard her mum sigh and her footsteps go away, Charlotte went back to drawing.

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It must have been what? 2 hours since Molly came and told Lottie that he was here, Charlotte placed down her pencil and sighed. She sniffed as she could smell food and sighed again when she realized that she'd have to go down for it anyway as she was actually hungry from her stomach constantly rumbling.

Charlotte finally sucked up the courage and shakily got up from her bed, she walked over to the mirror and gasped at the state of her. Her cheeks were sunken in, her eyes had deep bags underneath them, they were also red from crying, her lips were chapped and her hair was messy and matted. She lifted up her shirt and bit her lip as you could see her ribs, her arms and legs were also skinny as hell.

Lottie decided to put her hair up in a bun and placed a hoodie over herself and pulled the hood over her head.

Her feet patted against the wood as she walked over to the door, her hand hovered over the door handle and she thought for a few seconds before clasping the door handle. Charlotte twisted it, making the door creek open.

Charlotte winced at the loud noise and scolded herself, she then exited her bedroom and went down the stairs. She got to the dining room door and breathed in deeply, she then let it out shakily as she realized that this is the first time her family is going to see her in months. And to make it worse, Harry is there.

The door was opened slightly, so she pushed it and it creaked, gaining the attention of the people inside. Charlotte began to walk into the room and avoided eye contact with her family as she heard them all gasp in shock. Molly's gasp was the loudest and she came over to her daughter and went to hug her, but Lottie flinched and jumped away in fright. She saw Molly get tears in her eyes and bit her lip harshly to stop herself from crying. Charlotte walked over to the empty seat and sat awkwardly as she could feel the stares from her family.

There was an awkward silence before Sirius started talking to Harry.

"Well, the Ministry is furious with you."

Harry let out a "why?" in confusion, Sirius sighed lightly and explained.

"You did magic in front of your Muggle cousin, you'll have to go to a disciplinary meeting tomorrow."

Charlotte looked up, quite shocked at the news and Harry nodded and agreed before standing up and declaring.

"I'm not really hungry, I think I'll go to bed."

Sirius stated.

"You surprise me, Harry. I figured the first thing you'd do is start asking about Voldemort."

Lottie flinched again whilst the others gasped, she didn't flinch because of his name, she flinched because the son of a bitch killed Cedric. (A/N: I know Pettigrew did at the order of Voldemort, but Charlotte didn't know that.) Charlotte went to leave, but paused at what Sirius had said. Molly glared at Sirius and Harry replied.

"I wanted to, but I didn't think you'd tell me anything."

Molly spoke up.

"And that was quite right, Harry! You're much too young-"

Sirius cut her off.

"He has a right to know, Molly."

Molly exclaimed in a reply.

"It's not your decision!"

Sirius sighed heavily and responded.

"I know what Dumbledore said, but he needs to know something. He's not a child, Molly."

Molly slammed down the knife and replied loudly.

"He's not an adult either!"

She then continued lightly.

"He's not James."

Sirius froze slightly before stiffly stating.

"I'm fully aware of who he is, Molly."

Molly replied caringly.

"I only have Harry's best interests at heart."

This riled Sirius up because he sharply stated.

"He is not your son!"

Molly and Sirius began arguing and Charlotte have gotten enough of it, all this shouting was irritating the shit out of her, so she snapped.

"Oh, for fuck's sake! Stop arguing about Potter, will you?! He looks conflicted and awkward, he deserves to know stuff if it's got to do with him! Honestly, I regret even coming out of my bloody room!" (A/N: Don't bother saying that you're embarrassed, she's literally mourning. Give her a fucking break.)

Charlotte stood up and looked at her family, she shook her head in disbelief and walked around the table, Harry went to softly grab her arm, but she swiftly missed it as she went back up to her room. She sat on her bed and huffed out in anger. I'm so angry all the time and I can't control it.

Charlotte spent the rest of the night drawing and detailing the badger.