Harry Potter: Who cares about belated motherly love?

―――"Ronnie is always like this, it's so unfair..."

―――"Ronnie has so many beautiful clothes, can't you lend me some?"

―――"Everyone always revolves around Ronnie and looks down on me, right?!"

―――"I hate everyone!!!"

When I suddenly opened my eyes, I was still in a terrible mood.

"Ginny...it turns out you really hate me..."

——Ginny usually pretends to be very well-behaved in front of her family and rarely gets angry at me directly (in The Burrow, family members’ eyes are almost everywhere).

But there was no doubt that Ginny's words in the dream were from her heart.

I don't know why I'm so sure of this, but this intuition is too real to ignore. Perhaps it's because we are related by blood - the resentment of my mother Molly Weasley and Ginny seems to be passed on to me through some kind of "bond".

"Bloodline" is sometimes more like an inescapable "curse" than any spell.

I haven't told anyone about these dreams because I don't want to worry them. But now I understand that I may need to ask Bill for help. He is a professional "curse breaker" and may be able to see some clues.

"When you return to Gryffindor Tower, be sure to write to Bill..."

Thinking of this, I let out a long sigh. At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind the curtain.

"Miss Weasley, are you awake?"

"Yes, Madam Pomfrey."

As soon as she finished speaking, a corner of the curtain was lifted and Madam Pomfrey poked her head in.

"It looks like he's had a good rest. His complexion is much better too."

Madam Pomfrey smiled with relief.

"Since you're recovering well, I think you can receive visitors. A few friends would like to come and see you. Is that okay?"

"Of course, please let them in."

I thought it would be Harry or Hermione, but I didn't expect that the person who came in after opening the curtain was...

"Draco?"

"Ronnie, that's great... I was worried when I heard that you fainted during class. Harry and Granger wanted to come, but they were called away for a talk by Professor Lupin. Theodore was also worried, but he said that too many people would make you more tired, so he decided not to come this time."

"Is that so... Thank you, Draco."

"You're welcome. It's what friends should do."

I slowly stood up, leaned back against the cushions, and thanked him, but he winked mischievously, which made me laugh.

"…You finally smiled."

"Ok?"

"You haven't looked good lately, and you always look worried. I heard that you haven't been sleeping well at night, and the dark circles under your eyes are getting worse. Everyone is very worried about you."

"……Feel sorry."

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault. By the way, I brought you something. I wanted to give it to you this morning, but I didn't have time."

Draco handed me the package in his arms and motioned for me to open it.

The package was not big, but surprisingly light in my hand. After opening it, a white teddy bear tied with a dark green ribbon came into view.

"So cute! Can you give this to me?"

"Of course, this is specially prepared for you."

In the Burrow, toys like these were simply a luxury for me. My family never bought me anything like this, and even if I wanted to make something myself, I would always make clothes out of cloth. So I never had a stuffed toy of my own.

"Thank you, Draco! I've never had anything like this before, I'm really glad..."

I hugged my soft teddy bear tightly and couldn't help but smile sincerely.

"I feel relieved that you are so happy."

Seeing my happy look, Draco also smiled warmly. He took out another small package from his pocket and handed it to me.

"And this. Theodore asked me to bring this. Open it and take a look."

I opened the small package and inside was a small and exquisite bottle of perfume.

"Is this perfume?"

"Yes, it's a sleeping perfume specially sprayed on pillows and sheets. It contains lavender and Roman chamomile. Also, the teddy bear is also cast with a spell to drive away nightmares. If you spray the perfume on the teddy bear, it will have a better effect."

"Thank you... Can I try it now?"

"of course can."

With Draco's permission, I sprayed the teddy bear with a few sprays of perfume.

"…It smells so good… This smell makes me feel at ease."

I buried my face in the teddy bear's fur and took a deep breath, the gentle aroma completely relaxing me.

"It seems you like it very much."

"Yes, very much. Although I can thank him in person tomorrow, I can't leave the infirmary today. Could you please tell Theodore that I am very grateful to him?"

"Of course, I'll tell him you're very happy."

"Draco, thank you. I will treasure this teddy bear."

After that, we chatted for about ten minutes until Madam Pomfrey reminded us that it was time for dinner, and Draco said goodbye and left.

I had a simple dinner prepared by Madam Pomfrey and drank warm water with Fevofil herbs. Although it was not yet lights out, I decided to rest early.

Holding the teddy bear Draco gave me, I slowly closed my eyes as the soft fragrance lingered in my nose. The fatigue of the past few days receded like a tide, and I gradually fell into a peaceful sleep.

That night, I didn’t have a nightmare, not even a dream, and I slept peacefully until dawn.

……

The next day, after being discharged from the hospital, I was surrounded by Harry and Hermione who were obviously worried about me before I even left the infirmary. Although I looked a little embarrassed, thanks to the gifts from Draco and Theodore, I slept so soundly for the first time in weeks, and the dark circles under my eyes were obviously much lighter. Seeing that I was in better condition, Harry and Hermione finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Professor Lupin once again apologized to me solemnly, but I felt that I was making a fuss and causing trouble for everyone. In order to save this situation, from the second class, I started to prepare carefully with Hermione and tried to be perfect in class. This seemed to make Professor Lupin feel more at ease.

As for the effect of the teddy bear and the perfume - since they have been with me, I have almost no nightmares. However, I decided to write to Bill and tell him about the recent situation. He replied quickly and said he would think of a solution for me. His support made me feel more at ease.

The following days were relatively quiet. The traces of the three escaped prisoners seemed to have temporarily disappeared from the public eye, and there were no more reports about them in the newspapers. As October arrived, the school began to discuss the upcoming trip to Hogsmeade. Although this was originally something to look forward to, it brought a new psychological burden to me in a sense.

However, the turning point always comes quietly.

One day, a decisive event happened, and everything began unknowingly.