After Harry and Ginny’s wedding I spent the night in my old bedroom at Mum and Dad’s house. This morning I had to break the news to Mum that not only was I not returning to India, I was moving back into my flat. She didn’t take the news well. Apparently, she liked the idea that I was letting her have a say in my life again. It did appease her slightly that Parvati has decided not to move back with me for now. I can’t say I blame her, I just feel the need to be independent again.

I realized that I have to stop letting my problems control my life. I have to face my problems, not run away from them. Right now, I’m just glad Dean isn’t round so I don’t have to face him. I don’t think I’d be able to handle what he has to say.

This morning I took the first step in getting back into my normal life. I went by Neville’s flat and, after a very awkward conversation when we tried to find something to talk about other than Parvati, I released the charm on his flat. I suppose it wouldn’t have been a good thing if I had moved to India permanently with his flat still hidden. He did mention that Dean was at his parent’s house because his sister is sick, so at least I know he’s not avoiding me. Yet.

With the latest round of attacks still fresh in my memory, it is frightening to know that neither Dean nor Parvati are here if something happens. Maybe it’s for the best, though, the way trouble seems to follow me around. If something else happens, at least no one else will get hurt. Maybe I’ll talk to Melinda to see if she knows any ancient Egyptian charms for reversing bad luck.

After I finish unpacking my suitcase and settling back into my flat, I feel restless. My first instinct is to run across the hall to see what Dean’s doing, but not only is he not home, I’m not sure my presence would be welcome. I could pop in on Anthony, but I’m not sure what the rules are on visiting your ex unannounced. Even though we’re on good terms, I wouldn’t want to interrupt anything if he was with Lisa. I would go back to Mum and Dad’s and spend some time with Parvati, but I’m not sure if I go back I’d be able to say no to Mum when she asked me to stay again.

I guess my only option is to sit at home and wallow in my loneliness. It’s scary to have nothing to think about but what I’m doing in my life. I’m questioning everything; what I felt for Dean, where I should be working, where I should be living… So many questions and only time can reveal the answers.