I'll Stand By Your Side (Book 3)

Athena Black's seventh and final year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry brings more than she could ask for. Dolores Umbridge, The latest Defence Against the Dark arts teacher is beginning to take over the school in the Ministry of Magic's attempt to keep the news of Voldemort returning to power on the down low, and that doesn't settle well. Athena is the youngest member of The Order of The Phoenix and is determined to do the best she can to help, as long as she can stand by the sides of the ones she loves. (Book three to the Proud To Be series)

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Athena's POV

"I love you, be safe." Dad said, kissing the top of my head. He was saying goodbye now since I wouldn't be able to talk to him at Platform 9 3/4.

"I don't even want to go back now," I sighed, still feeling like

I was going to break down at any moment. Fred and I haven't even made eye contact, let alone talk since that happened.

"Oh come on, we can write. You'll be here for Christmas and Easter. It'll be great. The year will be over before you know it, then guess what?"

"I'll be finished school," I said, barely believing my own words.

"That's right, and I can annoy you ever day." He smiled and hugged me again.

"Promise you'll write though?"

"Swear on my life." He smiled. "And tell me if something happens," he said, looking over at the Weasley's. I nodded.

"I really don't think you should come, Padfoot."

"Oh come on, you have to live a little, Moony." He smiled and Remus rolled his eyes.

"Oh what the hell, you two are practically married." I cracked a small smile.

"No-" Remus was cut off by dad smiling and wrapping an arm around him.

"We were gonna wait to tell you, but you know."

"Oh get off me you arse," Remus said, pushing him playfully. I couldn't help but smile. They were the best of friends and it just makes me so happy to see them together.

***

When we got to the train station, I saw dad and Harry go into a room together and it wasn't hard to see the shadows. He turned human again. But no, of course I couldn't see him before I left. I love Harry a great deal, but sometimes I feel like dad loves him more than me. It was just me, being stupid, obviously, but I couldn't help it.

I clenched my fists as I saw them hug and then they both left, dad back in his animagus form. I sent a small glare towards the both of them, and I don't know if Harry caught it, but I know dad did.

His dog form started to trot towards me but I shook my head and quickly ran through the barrier of platform 9 3/4. I climbed into the train clumsily and I made my way to our usual compartment, but realized that nobody would want me there. I stopped and turned away, forcing myself to keep walking and eventually found an empty compartment. I smiled to myself slightly and got in, hoping no one would sit with me.

I looked out the window to see a huge black dog staring at me. I huffed and looked away from the window, opening my book to where I left off last. Once the train started going, I felt almost relieved, until George walked into my compartment.

"Come back,"

"No. I'm fine here, thanks." I muttered, not bothering to look at him.

"Listen, Athena-"

"I don't care, alright! I don't care about what you're going to say. Fred doesn't want me to be there, and I don't even want to be there. No matter what you tell me, I know I'm better off staying here. So thanks for trying." I said, rather harshly. I didn't mean to sound that mean, but by the look on his face you could tell he was hurt by what I said.

"Alright. Just remember we love you, and your welcome to sit with us whenever." He said so quietly I almost felt like hurting myself because I upset him. Seeing one of the twins upset was the equivalent to getting punched in the face several times.

"George, I'm sorry." I said, but I was too late, he had already left. I groaned and hit my head off the window. Could today go any better?

I returned to my book and not even twenty minutes later Harry came into my compartment and looked at me for a moment before speaking.

"Are you alright?"

"Just dandy." I said, sarcastically and ran a hand through my long, tangled hair.

"You know, it won't hurt to talk to someone."

"It will if I'd rather jump off a cliff than to do so." I said as a matter-of-fact. He sighed and sat down.

"We love you, and you're really not yourself lately. We're all so worried about you."

"Seems like everyone wants me to know that," I snapped and I felt bad as soon as it left my mouth. "I'm sorry, Harry." I said so quietly.

"It's okay. Just... Know things'll be alright." He smiled and all I could do was laugh. When was anything in my life right?

"Sure," I nodded. That sort of ended the conversation and he left without another word.

I stared at my feet for a moment before getting up and walking into the corridor. I stood outsider the door of the compartment I sat in for the last six years. I raised a hand to open the door but let my hand hover there for a moment. I argued with myself for a minute before I drew my hand away and slumped my shoulders in defeat. How could I even possibly think of going in there now?

I shook my head at myself and walked back to the compartment I chose and I sat down and out my head in my hands. How could everything be so great one moment and then fall apart to nothing the next? It doesn't make sense.

I stared out the window, and unintentionally started crying. I groaned and pulled at my hair, infuriated that I couldn't even stop myself from crying. I hated that I was crying over everything now and I felt like my world was crashing down around me and I couldn't save myself.

The more I cried, the quieter I tried to make myself. I just felt stupid.

"We're almost- are you alright?" George said, looking scared. I probably would too, with my red eyes and tear-stained cheeks. I wiped my face with my hand and took a deep breath, straightening my lip ring.

"Yeah, yeah. Thanks." I said, breathing heavily, trying not to dissolve into another fit of tears. Without another word, he pulled me into a hug and I started crying again. I held onto him tightly and didn't want to let go because I didn't want to be left alone.

"It'll be alright. I swear. Everything is going to be okay, Athena. I promise."

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