Chapter 33: Rejected

                                    

                                          

“Dont give me this shit. I can't handle it anymore.”
⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅Y/n's POV: ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅
I'm used to Draco waking me up, but I guess for 2 weeks, I'll have to get used to waking up on my own. 
No, I did not forget about what happened last night, will I ever forget about it? Never. Will I ever forgive him? Never. 
"Y/n! Good morning! I was waiting for you to wake up." Hermione said, smiling. 
"Thank you! I'll go get ready, I'll be out in a minute!" I say, walking into the bathroom. 
I have to stop thinking about the negatives in my life. I have new friends, who actually care about me. I can't be hovering around about something that'll never happen.
What should I wear? 
Harry's hoodie... Eh, why not. I put it on and walk out of the bathroom, seeing a smiling Hermione. 
"What?" I say, laughing. 
"Nothing! You just look so happy, and I'm happy to see you happy." She says, smiling. 
"Aw!" I said, before hugging her. 
"Are you ready for breakfast?" She asks.
"I'm starving! Let's go?" 
"Mhm!" She says. 
"Good morning girls! We were waiting for you." Molly said, handing out pancakes. 
"Ooh! Pancakes!" I say.
"Yeah, there was a special request on behalf of you." Ron said. 
"How nice!" I said, sitting down. 
"So Y/n! How are you enjoying the burrow so far? I hope you'll be able to visit more often," Arthur said.
"Oh I'm loving it! I'll definitely be back to annoy your wonderful sons. It's just that I'll have to see if my parents would allow me to stay. Maybe once this whole Voldemort thing is over?" I say, smiling 
"Ofcourse, you're always welcome." 
I smile.
"After breakfast, I want you all to decorate the tree! And George, no grumpiness like last year. All the feelings have to be genuine." Molly said before munching on a pancake. 
They nod. 
"Hey. How'd you rest?" Fred asks.
"Not too bad. Nice of you to ask." I reply.
"You still fighting with Harry?" He asks.
"He's the one that's playing me!" 
"Playing? He's playing you? With who?" 
"Your sister." 
Fred's eyes widened. 
"Don't get angry." I say. 
"Fine, only because you said so." He said, smirking.