Chapter 13 ~ Dazed
She didn't remember the walk back to Molly's room. Nor the commentary made by the occupants regarding her pale features upon her return; or the look she received by her lack of answer to where Minerva was and why she didn't return. For she was…in a complete and utter daze.
She vaguely noticed the dialogue being exchanged between the Weasley family – her family.
The pronoun ringing in her consciousness.
Her family.
Her…
She could feel the moistness gathering along the edge of her eyes. How difficult it was to breath.
She didn't want to lose her family.
Nor did she want to lose – her.
And that was exactly what was happening; she was losing her, again.
She went to move, to stand…but found the days conflicting emotions too much; tears beginning to stream down her face and her husband embraced her in his arms, not really understanding but offering his support none the less.
A/N: I'm going to finish this story and then pick Bonding back up again. As I said, trying to close out all my open stories. So, please be patient.