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Afterwards:

Chapter 3

It seemed that to the Weasley family (as well as Harry and Hermione, of course) that George was slowly getting better. Perhaps it was him being able to talk out his feelings, and be able to let it all go. Let it all go in a way that would not harm him, or harm the others around him. The others that he loved; the others that loved him.

Ron, on the other hand, thought that perhaps George met someone there that he liked. You know, like-like. When he told Ginny, Harry, and Hermione his theory, Ginny laughed and said, "You sound like a thirteen year old girl saying 'like-like'!"

He couldn't help but laugh along with Hermione, Harry, and his younger sister when she said that.

When Hermione thought that maybe George did meet someone, Ron felt like the happy balloon in his heart just exploded with pride due to his grilfriend thinking that he, Ronald Billius Weasley, was right.

"Though, he seems to be getting better... Maybe he did meet someone! You know, sometmes meeting someone can help your feelings that are killing you inside melt away. At least, I think."

"Hermione, love, you are probably right. You always are." Ron said, causing the said girl to blush a bright pink.

"I'd never thought I'd see the day where my tactless brother managed to get the girl he loved since he was eleven." Ginny whispered to her very own boyfriend.

She whispered it quite loudly; she meant for Hermione and Ron to hear her. Harry laughed.

"I'm just glad that they finally got together. It was torture just watching the two for about eight years, denying their feelings. God, they fought like a old married couple all the time."

The couple across from them scowled, but smiled afterwards. They then went back to their original topic: George Gideon Weasley.


George had been going to the Support Group, and he had been talking to Sky at every meeting. He was really excited, yet nervous, for today's meeting. Today, he decided, was the day that he would ask her out on a date.

However, that didn't exactly happen.

George sat patiently next to a boy he was partners with in Potions from Hogwarts, but this eyes kept on darting towards the empty chair next to him. The meeting had yet to start, but Sky was always there before he got there. It worried him, to say in the least.

The meeting had begun, and Sky was still nowhere to be found. The woman in charge of the meetings, Dr. Candace, who was a middle-aged lady, looked around nervously.

"Today," she began, shakily. "We are going to go and visit one of our own today. She is in the hospital, and I figured that maybe we could go and see her... You know, maybe cheer her up."

George automatically knew who they were visiting. It was Sky.

He desperately hoped that she had just fallen off a broom or something, and not another attempt of suicide. He knew, though, that the latter was not the reason.

So, as a group, the members of the Support Group went down the hall. George recognized this as the hall that he was in not even a month ago. His worts fear had been confirmed.

Everybody went in individually, but George decided to go after the meeting ended. So, that was what he did. He had gotten permission to by the Healers in this section of the hospital to do so.

He entered the room; he was alone with her.

George took in the appearance of Sky.

Sky was unconscious, and George noticed that she had marks across her wrists- those weren't there before. Sky told her that she had attempted suicide by an overdosage, and not anything with a knife or any sort of thing like that. He was afraid.

George Weasley was afraid.

He held her hand, and he was lost in his mind on what to do. He knew his family would be worried, and somebody would most likely come to pick him up- like they always did- but he didn't care at the momment. The only person who mattered at the time was Sky.

After five consecutive minutes of holding her cold, pale hand, Sky's eyelids flickered open, revealing her electric blue eyes.

"George?" She hoarsely asked.

"Sky? Sky! You had me so worried! I thought you were..."

"Dead?" She gave a nervous laugh.

"Yeah, I thought... Thought that you attempted again. I knew it when I saw those marks on your wrists-"

"Oh, those? They've always been there, I just wear bracelets to cover the,. I actually didn't attempt."

"Then what happened?" He asked her.

Sky shrugged. "I was walking in the forest by my house, because I was bored, you know? And so, suddenly- this magical blue car came and ran into me!"

George gave her a smile. He knew that car was his dads... But it was weird, in his opinion- she lived by the Forbidden Forest? Did she go in there often?

"Trust my luck, huh?"

"So, when do you get out of here?" He asked her, curious.

"In two days I'm out of this joint. I'm really starting to hate this place."

"I am too, don't worry."


Today, it was Percy's turn to pick up his younger brother.

Now, Percy had realized that he was a prat for his decisions, and his family had welcomed him back into the family.

As Harry had told Ginny, "You can't give up on family."

AndinPercy'sopinion:

He wasn't expected to see the sight that he saw.