Lost in the Forest

Marceline Bordeaux || Hufflepuff Alumni || 19 Years Old || Half-Veela || Member of the Order of the Phoenix || Cook

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline's heart was pounding against her chest as she folded herself into a tight ball. She'd been home for over a month now and it seemed that every inch of the house could trigger an episode. The only comfort the girl found was that most of the vivid flashbacks that Dolohov had induced were gone and the ones she loved no longer had to see her in such a state. The blonde cried as the feeling of hopelessness engulfed her. She didn't hear someone knocking at the door, nor when they entered the house, she was too trapped in her head to be scared of the world around her. Their footsteps, however, pulled her back to reality. She didn't have her wand with her, she'd left it upstairs in her room, so all she could do was try to stop her crying as her visitor got closer.

[emma-stanley-indierp-deactivate]

"Home..."

[emma-stanley-indierp-deactivate]

"It was. We got married after I had Emmie." Of course, she realized that Marceline might not realize who Emmie was, so she explained. "Emmie is our baby. She’s… she’s perfect, Marce. You’ll have to come see her sometime. She’d love you." Ana gave her a concerned look, but wasn’t about to lecture her. "What happened to make you leave? Where are you staying now?"

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline looked at her in shock for a moment before smiling at her friend, pulling her into another hug. "C-c-congratulations, Annabeth. Th-that's wonderful. I-I'm so h-h-happy for you." The blonde said sincerely. Quietly, she folded her hands together in front of her, biting her lip for a moment at Annabeth's questions. "I'm un-un-unwell...I d-d-didn't belong th-there anymore. I m-moved b-back t-to the m-manor."

[emma-stanley-indierp-deactivate]

"Home..."

[emma-stanley-indierp-deactivate]

Annabeth noticed that the girl’s stutter was still present and wondered about the traumas that she had gone through. Anna would still never ask about it, but she did pray for Marceline. “I’ve been… incredible. Really brilliant. Orion is great too. We’ve been in Paris. How have things been here? Are you alright?” She felt that motherly or sisterly instinct towards Marceline flooding back and gave her a smile.

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline smiled at Annabeth's happiness. It was good to see her happy, to see anyone happy, really. "Th-that's g-great. I-I'm glad e-everything worked o-o-out for the t-two of y-you. Paris? Th-that must of b-been l-l-lovely" The blonde's heart filled with warmth as the memories from her summers in France with her Mèmè came to mind. "Th-things h-have been th-the same, a-around h-here. I-I'm fine, I, um, I l-left the c-c-castle."

[ridleydaisy]

[uncoveredbylove-deactivated2023]

[emma-stanley-indierp-deactivate]

"Home..."

[emma-stanley-indierp-deactivate]

Annabeth had just stopped to take a look in a shoppe window when she heard her name being called. Turning, she took in Marceline with a bright grin. “Marceline! How are you? I’ve missed you.” She stepped closer to the girl and before she could stop herself, she pulled her into a hug.

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline flinched when the brunette hugged her, but quickly relaxed and hugged her back. "I-I've m-m-missed you t-t-too. H-how have y-y-you been? H-how's, u-um, O-Orion?" She asked, finding great comfort in the one friend she didn't have to worry about abandoning her. There was something safe about Annabeth, she didn't know the tragedy that become Marceline's life and that meant that Marceline wasn't a burden to her.

[emma-stanley-indierp-deactivate]

"Home..."

Anna walked down the streets of Hogsmeade with a small smile on her face. She had left the baby, Esmerelda Lei, back in their flat being watched by Anna’s very capable House Elf. Technically she was a free elf, but Mipsie still stayed and helped. Anna didn’t want to go out alone, especially without Orion or Emmie, but she needed to see for herself how safe the streets were.

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline made her way down the street, a few bags in hand as she finished up her shopping. She hadn't been going out much since she'd left the castle, spending most of her time at the house. Looking up from her downward glance, Marcy saw a familiar face before her. "Annabeth?" She said, surprised to see the older witch.

[thegreatotto]

"Right, sorry then," Otto waved awkwardly, staring for a moment in a daze before shaking himself out of it.

[marceline-bordeaux]

"I-I-It's alright. I'm s-s-sorry, I..." Marceline trailed off, sighing as she leaned her head back against the wall behind her for a moment. "I d-d-don't th-think w-we've met, I'm Marceline."

[the-cruel-beauty]

[thegreatotto]

"Sorry, did you need something?"

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline looked at him in confusion for a moment and shook her head. "I-I-I'm sorry, I th-thought you were s-something else."

[my-rainy-dayss]

[marceline-bordeaux]

[ridleydaisy]

[marceline-bordeaux]

"S-sorry, th-th-this seat's t-taken."

[gidtheotherprewett-deactivated2]

Gid shook his head. “Merlin, Marce. I… I’m going to keep on thinking that it wasn’t your fault, alright? That makes sense to me. But apparently you can’t see it that way, or you don’t want to, or something, and I’m not going to be able to change you mind. It’s not as though I don’t feel guilty about my parents, I do, but I forgave myself just a little bit and it helped.” 

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline shrugged, looking back out the window she'd been staring out of when he'd walked in. "Y-you can th-think what y-you'd l-l-like, th-that d-d-doesn't change the f-f-fact th-that it w-was my fault." She said quietly. "It w-wasn't y-your responsibility to t-take care o-of your p-p-parents, it w-w-was mine to t-take c-c-care of her. Sh-sh-she was o-only t-twelve, she c-c-couldn't e-even t-try to d-d-defend herself."

[marceline-bordeaux]

"S-sorry, th-th-this seat's t-taken."

[gidtheotherprewett-deactivated2]

"It’s not your fault that people are bastards and think thoughtless killing is okay. It’s not, I swear. I lost my parents and I’ll always think I could’ve done something differently and if not saved them, died with them, but Merlin, you can’t think it’s your fault. If only in their memory, try to remember that it was the person who cast the spell that did it, not you."

[marceline-bordeaux]

"It is m-my fucking f-fault, th-though!" Marceline exclaimed in frustration, drawing attention from the people around them. "Wh-why d-do you a-a-all insist on l-lying to m-me!? D-do y-you think it's g-going to m-make it b-better!? M-make her c-come back!? B-because it w-won't! Sh-she was m-my responsibility!"

[marceline-bordeaux]

"S-sorry, th-th-this seat's t-taken."

[gidtheotherprewett-deactivated2]

Gid exhaled loudly. “I think that’s why everyone is scared of you getting hurt, Marce. You’ve already been through so much that it seems even more awful than usual if you were to be hurt again.” 

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline bit her lip in frustration. Why did no one understand? "Y-y-you m-make it s-sound l-l-like I'm th-th-the v-victim in a-a-all of th-th-this. Y-you all do! B-b-but I'm n-n-not! I-I'm th-th-the b-b-bad guy, d-don't a-any of you g-get that y-y-yet? I g-g-got her k-killed and a-anything th-that h-happens to m-m-me is f-f-fair punishment."

[marceline-bordeaux]

"S-sorry, th-th-this seat's t-taken."

[gidtheotherprewett-deactivated2]

Gid nodded, biting his lip. “Yeah, it’s a bit stifling there, I know. Be safe though, alright? No one would be able to bear you getting hurt.”

[marceline-bordeaux]

Marceline bit the inside of her lip, shrugging. "I d-d-don't know why e-everyone's so s-s-scared of m-me g-getting h-hurt? I've b-been k-k-kidnapped by D-D-Dolohov twice, l-lived in th-the f-f-forbidden forest f-f-for a m-m-month, and w-w-watched A-Anna d-" She stopped, shaking her head for a moment. "N-nothing hurts me a-any m-m-more than I h-hurt myself."