It has been three months after the war ended and no one was back to their normal state.
Harry and Ginny built a small house next to the burrow to spend more time with their family, though Ginny spent most of her time outside playing Quidditch to try and forget the horrors of the Hogwarts War.
Ron was in town if he wasn't at home helping his mother clean or cook, he had grown a pleasure for cleaning the house as it usually took his mind off what he had experienced three months prior.
Hermione was stuck in books more than usual, she wouldn't read slowly and steadily while enjoying what she read, she just read so quickly to not think about the real world, she read about 10 books per day and shut herself out from most people, even Harry, Ginny or Ron couldn't make her feel more alive.
Then came George, since the war he was a whole different person, well, a half of a whole different person. His other half was looking down at him every day. He had gone and dyed his hair, he never laughed or made any jokes and he was planning on leaving. Of course, no one knew yet, though he was planning on saying something at lunch that day.
"Everyone, food is ready" shouted Molly from the top of her lungs. "Ginny, where's your brother, and Oh Harry you haven't eaten enough in the past few days, I'm treating you like the Dursley's aren't I? Oh I'm sorry dear,, you can have some extra."
"It's okay Mrs. Weasley" Said Harry without raising his voice too much but just enough so he could be heard.
"It's Molly for you and don't start arguing with me." She managed to say that in a 'joke' kind of way though Harry could tell that he shouldn't say any more if he didn't want to have a long talk with her.
"Oh Hermione dear, how are you?"
Molly is allowing me to stay at the burrow for as long as I want but everyone sees me about once a day only when I go down to eat, so naturally they all forget once in a while that I'm still here.
"I'm okay I guess" I mumbled quickly before sitting down in a chair next to Ginny who just walked in with mud on her shoes and in her hair.
"Ginevra Weasley, I have been cleaning this house with your brother so please clean yourself up"
Molly and Ginny were having a small argument though I wasn't really paying attention because George started coming down the stairs. When Molly and Ginny saw him, they stopped talking all of a sudden. We haven't seen George for about two weeks now, Ron brings him food most of the time but he only eats half of it. We could see that George hasn't showered in a few months as his scruffy blue hair was starting to get Red at the roots again, his shirt was worn out and his facial hair looked like it was growing by the minute.
When everyone was sitting down at the table, Ginny started talking about how happy she is that Percy is finally back with them as a family. All of a sudden, George started talking and everyone grew quiet.
"I'm leaving"
"What? No! You are NOT leaving, we need you"
"Mum" started George "I need a break from magic, a break from everything that reminds me of F-, of him"
I could see that his eyes started watering from the reminder that his best friend and twin had died.
"Where would you be going" Said Molly with an understanding look.
"I'm leaving in a week to Rome"
Everyone looked around the table awkwardly as they didn't know if they should congratulate him or fight for him to stay. I knew that no one would start talking so I decided to say something to break the silent.
"Well, I'm sure it'll be an amazing time as you'll learn so many new things in Rome. We all hope you the best and I know that you'll make a good use of your time. I'm sure you'll find a lucky lady to take your mind off all the stress here."
"Thanks for understanding 'Mione"
George had never called Hermione Mione but didn't mind it as he was also part of her family.