i'm half crazy... all for the love of you ♡
draco x weasley oc fic
folklore by taylor swift inspired
"And you can aim for my heart, go for blood... But you would still miss me in your bones."
Following the horrific Battle of Hogwarts, the unexpect...
writing this is the only thing that makes sense right now
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Daisy Weasley ✿
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With every day that passed at Hogwarts, I felt myself getting worse. I was disassociating frequently- the same routine every day to fill the void. The void felt like it was destroying me.
I got up, took a shower, got dressed, went to breakfast- sat down at the same seat with the same people who didn't interact with me. I went to class- sat alone, then got ready to work, packed my backpack with homework, walked to Hogsmede, started my shift at the Inn- did homework when I wasn't busy, cleaned up, walked back to Hogwarts, got ready for bed, struggled to fall asleep- ended up needing a sleeping potion.
If I halted, even for a second, I could feel the weight of reality crush me. This was real. This was all a new normal. They were really dead and they were never coming back. Both of them died here.. at the place we were all supposed to seek happiness at.
It felt like a punch to my gut that never goes away. Always the same intensity. Sometimes worse when I realize it's both of them. Survivor guilt was real and right now it was Daisy Weasley.
It's like nothing will be okay ever again. And no one understands. The glimpse of the life I was supposed to have after Hogwarts all changed. I missed my best friend and I missed my older brother.
I could talk to George about it, but I really just think that would be a terrible idea. Considering all the pain he's going through, I already added more to it by what happened at the beginning of summer. He was already struggling to run the shop back up. The shop was always the older Weasley twins' dreams. In the summer before the war started, the Ministry seized the shop under Death Eater's control. And now with it being back open, but with one less twin, their highly successful wizarding joke emporium was the stress George had to remind him that his twin was gone.
And I feel for George. I couldn't live without my twin. There had been many times in the past few years when I was riddled with anxiety over what Ron was doing. We always had been extremely close until he left to help Harry. I experienced intense separation anxiety when I was without my twin.
We both felt it. We had seeped anger at one another and ended up causing intense fighting between the two of us. And while he was gone, I watched the world from the sidelines of Hogwarts, watching over my little sister under the harmful watch of the Carrows. I have felt "crazy" and "confused" at different times in my life because I needed someone to understand me instantly, and often without words, the only way my twin would get it.
