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~ Twin Terrors ~
AN: I'm attempting to make this a five-part piece. But don't quote me.
~ Song: Wish you were here: by Mark Wills ~
St. Johnson Park just before Dawn
The sun is just beginning to rise above the tree line giving the air a rose tinted view, but the air remained overly chilly. A single man stands by the iron gates now bathed in the rose light. He stares straight ahead, his broad shoulders squared back, he refuses to lower his eyes. Gusty winds blow about him whipping his black dress robes and his flaming red hair in every direction. A charmed long stemmed red rose is clasped between his hands.
Slowly, steadily the man walks down the familiar worn path. Looking no where but ahead, his footsteps come to a soft stop in front of a small white roman pillar about two feet high. Around the base of the pillar several fading roses lay. She always was a pillar of strength for everyone even in her darkest hour.
"Hello, my beloved," whispers George. "It's been yet another long week." Taking a steadying breath, he continues. "Business is doing better now. Fred and I have come out with several new products. You wouldn't have liked a few of them, seeing how they tend to interrupt one's studying."
Blinking his tired eyes, he looks to his right then to his left. Noting that nothing has changed since his last visit. "Well, Mione," gruffly says George. "Did I tell you that Ron has finally asked Luna Lovegood to marry him? They're planning a summer wedding. They want to keep it small, but you know the minute mum gets her hands on it, they can kiss that idea goodbye."
Feeling more tired then he has in a long time, George yawns. "I'm sorry Mione. But Fred's at it again. Only this time he coned Harry into helping him. You should have seen it. By the time they were done, Harry had black eyes and vivid green hair, while Fred had rainbow hair sticking up all over the place. It was hilarious. You would have laughed. Did I tell you that Fred and his wife are expecting?"
Lapsing once again in silence. The wind starts to howl through the trees, creating a high pitched whistling noise. Shuttering slightly George pulls his robes closer to his body. A blaring car horn erupts in the silence. George smiles slightly.
"Don't mind that, it's just my watch. I'm going to have to cut today's visit short. Dumbledore is holding a Hogwarts Family Reunion. Everyone that went to Hogwarts is going and even the ones who are still in school are coming. It's going to be a grand time." Blinking away the sudden tears, George swallows hard as he repeats, "A grand time."
Lowing down to one knee, he gently places his rose next to the others that he put there over the weeks. Running a shaking hand over the marker, George closes his eyes as unbridled tears come.
Hermione Granger
Age 19
Best friend to Harry Potter and Ron Weasley
Fiancée to George Weasley
Missing since the Last Battle.
"I wish you were here." Abruptly George straightens up. "I'll see you next week, my beloved."
Closing his eyes, he tries to summon a smile only to fail. Taking several breaths, George turns. Hunching his shoulders as he stumbles back the way he came with the wind howling around him.
Until Later