Hello! This is a little love story between George Weasley and O.C. I personaly Love George and want to write him with someone other then Angelina, so enjoy!

Disclamer... I own none of J.K Rowling's magic. Only the charecters you don't know! If I did Fred and Dobby would be alive and Dumbledore and McGonagall would have kids... So Enjoy

The door opened before my hand touched the door. A plump witch with red hair stood in front of me. She studied me carefully before gesturing me into the house, called the Burrow.

"Molly, who's there?" An aging wizard with greying red hair called from a small table.

"Come on then dear, follow me,"She led me to the kitchen and to the small table.

The man looked at me carefuly, trying to figure out if he knew me. Molly sat across from me, becide her husband.

"Thank you for comming,"She said quietly.

"Who might you be?" Arthur Weasley asked me.

"Im Isabelle Voulier."

He pursed his lips. "I don't mean to be rude, but I want to know why you are here?" He studied me wearly.

"Arthur, I wrote her and asked her to come,"Molly said quietly.

"Why?"

"She is a very close friend to George and I feel that she can help..." Arthur cut her off,

"Molly, how could she help him, why would you think that she would be able to help him when we cant?"

"Well Mr. Weasley, Sir. I just lost my sister, she was in a coma for two months from the war. I lost my sister to the war as well. I was going to come sooner, but I had to watch my sister be burried."

"I'm sorry, were all on edge. Please, do try to help him. He wont even talk to anyone. He's at his store,"Arthur looked at me caefuly.

"Alright. I'll try my best," I stood up just as a pretty girl with long red hair came downstairs.

"Izzy! What are you doing here?"

"You'r Mum wrote me, asking me to see if I can talk to George," I said quietly.

"Good luck, he hasn't spoken to any of us since the funeral,"Ginny said sadly. She ran upstairs after bursting into tears.

Molly looked at her daughter sadly. "Please try Isabelle, I need my Georgie back," Molly said sadly.

"I will," I turned towords the door. I made my through the yard, and turned on the spot just after I passed the gate.

I appeared just outside the leaky couldrun. Not many people were out in the heavy rain that poured. I walked through the pub to the wall out back. I tapped my wand on thoses certin stones and the wall turned into the entrance to Diagon alley.

I walked through the rain to the shop labeled 'Weasleys Wizards Weezes' I didnt bother going into the store, he wouldn't be there. I opened the door becide it and went up the steap set of stairs.

The door at the top was closed and locked. I knocked. After a few knocks, someone walked closer to the door then called out, "Go away."

"No."

I heard a heavy sigh, "Please?"

"George Weasley, if you dont open this danm door right now im going to break it down. You know I will," I threatened.

I heard a deep sigh and heavy footsteps comming to the door. He knew me much to well to not answer the door, because I would blast it open in a heart-beat.

The door opened and a tall man with messy,bright orange hair, stood in front of me. His eyes were rimmed with red and he looked very pale, and like he had been skipping meals.

"What do you want?"He asked lifelessly.

He looked down at me without any of the usual laughter or happyness in his eyes. "You'r mum owled me, George they are worried about you. I am worried about you."

"You wont go away will you?" He asked quietly.

"Obviously no George."

"Come in then," He opened the door and led me inside the flat. It was clean and very dusty. It looked un-lived in. He sat on the couch and looked at me lifelessly. "what ever you have to say, say it and ge on with you'r life."

"George, no. I tried to get away faster, but April was dieing, so I couldn't leave. She died yesterday, I burried her today, then came here. Everyone is so worried about you."

His eyes widened slightly, "You really came here just after her burial?"

"Yes. I left Mum with Lauren and came here," I put my hand on his, he didnt jerk away, so thats a good sign.

"Why?"

"I didn't leave you because I wanted to George, I did because I had to. I should have been here for you. But please, the only way your ever going to move on is to let people in."

He studied me carefuly, his blue eyes filled with tears and he slowly shook his head. "They all remind me of him," He said quietly.

"I know. But George, they all need you. You have closed your self off for two months. They need you, just as much as you need then,"I said quietly.

"How...How are they?"

"Well in the letter you'r Mum told me that they are a mess obviously. Percy as dedicated his time to the Minestry again. Ron has been crying at night when he thinks no one can hear. Charlie went to Romania and has thrown himself into his work. Bill has hardly been to see Molly and Fleur is very upset. Ginny bursts into tears every five seconds, Aruthr has also thrown himself into the Minestry and Molly only keeps it together because everyone needs her more then she can afford to let herself go mad."

"Left a real mess haven't I. I havn't been to the shop in a month, I just couldnt face it. Evertime I did, I could imagain him...him standing there. Making jokes and...and laughing,"George's voice broke and he burried himself in his hands.

I moved closer and put my arm around his shoulder. I rubbed his arm and waited for him to get it all out.

I thought about the first time I met him and Fred...

I waited for Professor McGonagall to come back to be sorted. I felt very small and couldn't wait to finaly be put into a house.

"Whats your name?"A boy becide me said, his hair was bright orange.

"Isabelle Voulier, you are?"

He looked at me fun, and I flushed. My accent would obviously get called to attetion in a room filled with brittish kids my age. I was french, well half french. But I grew up in france. My mother had gone to Hogwarts and wanted her kids to.

"Im George Weasley,"He shook my hand.

"Nice to meat you George," I smiled, a boy identical appeared at his side.

"Im Fred,"He said brightly.

"Isabelle," He to raised an eyebrow at my accent.

Just then the door opened and we followed Professor McGonagall into the great hall at her command. The people watched as the sorting hat did its song and McGonagall started to read off names. I was one of the last of course.

"Voulier, Isabelle,"She called out, people watched as I took a seat on the three legged stool and she placed the hat on my head.

"Good mind, brave,very happy childhood" The hat said inside my head, ''An obvious choice on where to put you,"It said happly. "GRIFFINDOR!" It yelled outside my head. The table to my left burst into applause.

I hurried to join the other first years. Both Fred and George were sorted into Griffindor immedently. Three red haired boys clapped and cheered loudly, one had a head-boy badge pinned on his uunifourms.

Alicia, Katie and Angelina, who I sat with on the train were also in Griffindor. At least I had made a few friends.

Dinner was amazing, the people, well Griffindors were all really nice especally the Weasleys. Once we got to the dormatries I found out that I would be sharing a room with Katie, Angelina and Alicia. That was great...

"I'm sorry about April,"He said after a long time of silence.

I nodded and pulled away from him. His face was stained with tears, his eyes were red and he was looking at me sympatheticly.

"He wouldn't want you to be like this. We both know that he would tell you to pick up and knock it off,"I said quietly.

George nodded slowly, "You are really the only person who could have told me to suck it up and i'd listen."

"I never said suck it up. I said that he would want you to be happy again, to live your life."

"Why did you come?"

"As I said George, I didn't leave you because I wanted to. I did it because I couldn't leave my family alone after Dad's and Joseph's death,"I winced.

George and I had been dating until I left the country just before last Christmas, when my father and older brother were murrdured by supporters of the Dark Lord. I took my sister and mother and left the country.

"I hoped that was always it, but I of course had my dubts, but..."He looked at me carefuly. "are you going back to France?"

"No, I am going to stay here. I'm considering a job at the minestry. I didn't just come here to talk some sence into you," I smiled weakly at him. He returned it. "Now, George, you go shower, and i'll be back," I put my hand on his face briefly then left the flat for him to shower.

I went back into the Muggle world and found a grocery store that was still open. I picked up some food, George had obviously been neglecting to eat.

He was sitting in the, newly cleaned up living room, waiting for me when I got back. He was reading a letter.

"What is that?"I asked when I put the food away.

"Its a letter from Mum. It came well you were gone."

"What's it say?"

I sat becide him again. "She asked me to come to dinner at the Burrow tomorow. She's invited everyone and you were invited. She also sent this one for you,"He handed me an elvenlope and went to the kitchen.

Isabelle

I want to thank you, even if you can't get him to come, just please get him to eat, or go to work. I figured you might have a shot because you are not directly assoiated with Fred, Like we all are. He hasn't written back in a very long time, so if you could get a quill into his hand it would be perfect.

I'm sorry to put so much on you just after your sisters death, but I just didn't know where to turn to. If there is any progress in him please do write back. It was Ginny's idea to write you, even if you cant get him to come, please do come your self.

-Molly Weasley.

"What did Mum have to say?"George asked when I joined him in the kitchen.

"She apolijized for putting this on me after Aprils death. That sending me to talk to you was Ginny's idea, and that I am invited to dinner."

George bit into the apple in his hand and looked at me carefuly. "I would have waisted away, you know that?"

"I would have come before Molly wrote."

"Will you help me in the morning?"

"Sure, with what?"

He frowned, "I...I need to clean up things. To pack away Fred's things. Maybe rent out the room, I also need to hire someone to help me in the shop,"He spoke slowly, and the tears threatened to overflow.

"Of course, I can pack up if you cant?"I sujested quietly.

"No, I have to. Like you said, I have to...to move on. To live my life, like he would have wanted,"His voice was thick.

Fred and George were hardly ever apart, they finished each other's sentences, they did everything together. It was so strange seeing George here so upset, without Fred trying to cheer him up, or to comfort him.

I decided then that I would take on that job. I Isabelle Marie Voulier would be George's... well George's Fred. I would be what he needs right now, and that is someone who can be there for him. Someone who he can trust.

"You should eat something else, you have been neglecting it,"I said after some time.

He nodded and slowly got a bowl of cerieal. He sat at the counter and ate it slowly.

"Where are you staying?"He asked when he finished.

I froze, "I supose i'll stay at the leakey couldrun until I find a place,"I shrugged.

He smiled slightly at that. "You know I wouldn't make you stay there. I still have the spare room,"He said quietly. His eyes were hopeful. He didnt want to be alone.

"Well if I am to stay here, I have to go back home and get a few things, like clothes,"I sighed at his slight smile. "Where's you'r fireplace?"

He rolled his eyes and led me to the living room. "I'll be right back,"I promiced when I steped into the fireplace.

He nodded and watched as I droped the floo powder and called out my destination, "Voulier mannor," I was wisked off to my home.

I hurred through the empty house to get some clothes, a toothbrush, and anything else I needed.

George was still in the living room when I got back. There was a small box in his lap, he was looking through it, a ghost of a smile on his lips.

"The first tricks we made, the punching telescope, the purple blanket, the trick wand,"He held up the tricks that he and Fred had first made, before they left Hogwarts.

"You should get some sleep," I said softly. He nodded and stood up.

"Wait, would you write mum and tell her that we'll be comming?"He asked.

"Of course. I think i'll be her new favorite person,"I smiled to myself.

He returned it briefly then went down the hall to his bedroom. I knew that it would be a long while before I had my George back. But it was still great to have a George back. Funny how things change, at one time he was my dependant, now I would be there for him, in any way that I could.

Once I finished writing the letter I changed into my pajymas and crawled into the bed that was compleatly femilar to me. I had stayed with the boys when I dated George.

Sleep came fast, my dreams were filled with April, Jospeh, my father and Fred..

Hope you liked it! That was justa short taste of the story. I updats friquently and take requests in what you want to see/read happen! So if yo like it Review or sujest something... Rewiew XD -M