A/N: So this chapter is short, sorry about that, but the rest of the chapters will be longer. Hope whoever reads, enjoys the story, and let me know what you think :)
It was a scorching July day, the setting sun beaming down its last light on the few people walking by in Diagon Alley. Amongst them was a nineteen year old girl making her way towards Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. She maintained her glance towards the ground, trying to not draw attention to herself. The shop was nearly empty with the exception of two little boys looking at dungbombs. She continued walking to the back of the shop, where there was a closed door. What was on the other side was a small flat with two bedrooms.
She walked into her bedroom, dropping the bags she had been carrying. Jumping on her bed she closed her eyes, taking in the smell; this had been her home for the past months. Her parents had sold their house and moved to France, her muggle father's homeland. Her mother, also a muggle, was native English, but had decided to leave everything behind to move. They asked her if she had wanted to go with them but she declined. She wouldn't leave Fred.
She heard the door open, the footsteps grew closer. Red hair poked through the door's small opening. "You're here. When did you arrive?"
"Five minutes ago," she smiled as he bent down to kiss her.
"We closed up shop early, slow day."
"Come lay down for a bit," the girl patted the empty spot next to her.
"I can't, we'll have to leave soon, for tonight."
She frowned. Fred sat beside the girl, putting his arm over her for comfort.
"Come on Lena. You know why you can't go."
"Hermione and Fleur are going."
"Yes, but they can manage to fly, you're terrified of heights." Fred paused, "I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to you. Please understand." He placed his hand over hers.
There was a knock on their bedroom door. George spoke up, "I don't know what you two are doing but I think we should go now, just in case."
Fred turned and touched her face, "My mother will be waiting for you at the Burrow. I love you." He kissed her gently, and then left.
Lena sat there, recollecting herself. She couldn't show up at the Borrow upset, Molly would worry over her when she didn't need to. They had to keep positive thoughts for tonight for it was July 27, and Harry Potter had to be removed from his relatives' home. A pit formed in her stomach, a feeling that came when she sensed something was wrong.