Hi! This is just an idea that poped into my head! Enjoy!
It was the second day after the Final Battle, the war that had killed Voldemort forever and that took many brave lives. Everything seemed peaceful and well, but many people remained scarred, not only on the outside but on the inside as well. The war heroes that gave their lives for a better place for a new generation to live in were being celebrated, and the war heroes that stayed alive just wanted a good night's sleep. Especially three of them, most commonly known as the Golden Trio, but it seemed they couldn't do just that. After being congratulated by every witch and wizard that saw them, and after mourning with their friends and families for the ones who died, the Weasley family, Harry and Hermione headed to the Burrow for a cup of tea and a good night's sleep. As soon as they arrived Mrs. Weasley started making tea saying all of them needed something to soothe their injuries, but everybody knew she just needed to keep herself occupied so she would not have to face the truth, that their family was no longer a family of nine but one of eight. George went straight to his room and nobody even tried to talk to him because none of them were emotionally stable enough to make him feel better. Ginny followed him soon after, also tired and very upset about her brother's death and fell asleep almost instantly with the thought of figuring things out tomorrow. Soon enough everybody else was in bed, Harry, Ron and Hermione having separate rooms because Bill and Charlie left after tea so Harry and Hermione were given their rooms. All three of them were staring at the ceiling with the same thought: „I can't sleep!" on their minds. All the events of the battle and also of that same year were replaying in their heads. All they lost and all others lost. They were thinking about little Teddy never meeting his always happy pink haired mother and his always polite and kind but mischievous father. They were thinking about how George had a missing half and how that would not change. They were thinking about many of their friends that they would never get to see again. They were afraid to fall asleep and to have to wake up to this unfair world. They were afraid that their dreams were going to be like a new invisible scar on their already hurt bodies. They were afraid they were going to wake up in a world in which Voldemort wasn't defeated. So they decided not to sleep. And each of them knew that the other felt the same as them. Without them noticing their feet took them downstairs in the Weasley living room where after seeing each other they unconsciously said at the same time: „I can't sleep!". They sat on the sofa, glued to each other and under the same blanket. They took each other's hands and closed their eyes and they fell asleep. They were the Golden Trio and they needed one another to get through this. Now they could sleep.
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