-1She missed him so much.
Missing him wouldn't bring him back.
It hurt so much, she was internally dieing. Her soul being ripped away. Already ripped away. She was the shell, the ghost, of what she used to be. He wasn't there to hold her or care for her anymore, he wasn't there to be the only one who understood her.
He- "Angelina, come on!" she heard the smiling voice of Katie Bell yell. Of course. The reunion.
The reunion was something they had planned at the end of the last battle. To see how everyone was doing, they said, but secretly her and George knew. Just a quick glance at each other out of the corners of their eyes, and they knew the little get together was just to make sure neither of them killed themselves.
Which they both had obviously been thinking.
Fred was gone, and he was the center of both of their worlds. His two best friends. So it was only natural that they not see each other as often as possible, except for the force of this get together.
"Come on!" said Katie, grabbing her arm and pulling her out of her flat's door.
They got there, saw Lee and Alicia and Oliver. George still wasn't there. Everyone kept talking to her, but she kept watching for him. They were in this together, this misery, this horrible dark void. If he'd killed himself without her knowing, she'd bring him back and kill him.
Suddenly, she felt weak. She fell to her knees, felt Olive catch her right before her head hit the ground, hear them saying stuff about "is she okay?". The last thing she heard was Katie leaning over her, saying, "She's had some kind of attack. I think she's… but she can't be…" and then a sob. And then she blacked out.