𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 | ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝟚 𝕠𝕗 ' 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕖 ' HIATUS

xxiv

She knew what they were doing.

They didn't want her to remember, but why?

She wasn't exactly sure how long she had been here, she didn't even know the date, all she knew was she had to get out, something wasn't right. They were beginning to notice she was becoming more self-aware and it scared them, but why?

She had to not take the potions they would slip into her drinks. So she began drinking the water they gave her for her plants. Let them think you're not there, make them think you don't know what they're doing.

Sirius had sent her those flowers, but who had sent the other ones, her mother and father? How long had she been there?

They don't want you to get better, they want you to stay, they don't want you to leave.

The flowers had been over a year ago so she knew she had been here at least that long... but something told her it had been longer. Why couldn't she remember, what had happened?

She heard them talking, there was something wrong, someone had done something to her- but who?

The sunflowers that she had received a month prior were slowly wilting, but she refused to throw them away. They were from someone who cared about her, Sirius? Jemison? Mom and Dad? Nicole... no she was gone... So were Lily, James, and Marlene- but how long ago was that?

She didn't like thinking about that, but she had too, she had to remember.

-

Hermione would give Eurielle and Fred the side eye over the next few weeks and the two managed to keep it on the low, which meant no snogging, no touching, and no being alone together. Eurielle refused to give the sweater back though, and when anyone asked her about it she would simply say it was cold.

Thankfully Orion didn't say anything either, though he did give the occasional glare at Fred and George, though George didn't understand why. They had all kept themselves busy with either cleaning, playing games, or in Fred and George's case pulling pranks on Ron and Mrs. Weasley- much to Eurielle's amusement.

" Extendable Ears?" she asked, sitting down in the floor with them.

They nodded, " Yeah but e can't get the voice to be clear, it's always muffled," said George flicking the fleshy ear.

Eurielle hummed, " Well have you tried Percipitur sonus? It's usually used to understand other languages but it could help make the voices of the people talking distinguishable."

Fred and George looked to each other with a grin, " Alright then Black, let's see how this works out," George then cast the charm and grabbed the ear and went out of the room and down the hall, " Eurielle Black is out of Fred Weasley's league, I repeat Eurielle Black is way out of Fred Weasley's league,"

Fred scoffed and Eurielle began laughing, " He's got a point you know," she said.

The redhead rolled his eyes, " Keep telling yourself that, love," he said with a wink. George came back in with a hopeful look, " Did it work?"

Fred shook his head, " I don't think so because it seemed to have switched up Ellie's name with mine," he said with a huge grin.

George let out a whoop, " I see why you like her, Freddie," he cheered before writing down the note on a piece of parchment.

Eurielle flipped her girls behind her and she smiled at Fred, " Meet me downstairs, hm?" she said before standing up and patting his cheek before leaving the room.

George raised an eyebrow, " You really like her, don't you?"

His twin nodded, still staring at where she had just left, " Yeah, she's funny, smart, and honestly she's fun." he sighed looking over at Fred who wore a small frown, " What?"