The rest of the year passed quickly, for Athena at least. She went through the motions. Laughing. Smiling. Doing homework. Turning it in. Going to class.
She was a machine, not a human.
She ignored Rose and Albuses questions. She ignored the pitying looks that were thrown her way by them.
She even ignored her dorm-mates and Jethro, who knew something was wrong, but didn't want to pry.
They were scared for Athena. The girl who was bubby, selfless and nice was now silent, blank, and her eyes were dull.
Athena rode the Hogwarts express back alone that year. Little did she know the extent of the pain she would endure that summer.