You don't like being in a room full of people. With too much noise, too many voices. Too many people can bother you.

What a shame when you had to live at Number 12, Grimmauld Place with everyone else. You couldn't blame the adults, though. They had to protect you - you, Harry, Hermione and Ron - since Voldemort returned. Even Hogwarts, a safe place, was a place where you couldn't help but feel anxious.

But even without meaning to, you just wished they would leave you alone. It was all... too much.

You were all sitting in the kitchen, waiting to be served dinner. By all, I mean the Weasley family, the Order of the Phoenix, Harry and Hermione. That was already a lot for you. Everyone was talking together,* *plates were clattering, laughter was too loud.*Your heart began to beat faster, your hands shaking.

And then suddenly, unexpectedly, a gentle hand rested on your shoulder.

Molly smiles at you, handing you a plate full of vegetable soup.

"You don't have to worry.", she said reassuringly, in a motherly voice, "You can quickly eat your dinner, then go hide in your room, ok? Or you can eat straight away in your bedroom."