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Author's Note: Here is the sequel to Heart's Desire, the end for the three part beginning in Sorrow's Heart. I do hope you enjoy it. It might be slow in getting up just because I am trying to get my rhythm back into writing this. I will finish this story, so thank you for being patient.

The Best Remedy

George knocked on the door; he hoped Lee would be home. Surely his friend wouldn't be out just when George realized that he did still need him. He waited a couple of minutes before the door opened revealing Lee.

"George?"

"Hey Lee."

"Not that I'm complaining but what are you doing here?"

George ran a hand through his hair and shrugged, "I wanted to hang out."

"Oh, well then by all means come in." Lee opened his door and George walked inside, "it's a little bit of a mess, but…"

The red haired man looked as Lee shrugged and closed the door. George looked around, "It's fine. Can't be any worse then Fred and mine have been."

Lee grinned, "True. Sit." He gestured at the couch and took the spot opposite on an armchair.

George sat down and looked to Lee; it used to be so easy. He knew that it was only himself that was making it difficult. Being friends with Lee was easy. He knew that Lee missed Fred as well.

"Are you thirsty?"

"No, I'm fine."

"So, how are you?"

George noticed that Lee was staring intently at him; he was probably expecting George to go crazy or something. "I'm fine. Better than I've been."

"Good. Because for a while you weren't doing well at all. I was concerned. Has it gotten better, even a fracture?"

"A fracture." He felt his lips quirk up into a small smile before leaving, "It depends. I mean sometimes there are better moments in the day, and yet at other times the silence is completely unbearable." He pursed his lips together, "And completely long."

"That has to be tough."

"It is."

The two lapsed into silence. It was about ten minutes before Lee spoke, "So how are things at the joke shop?"

"Same as before."

"And how's Angelina?"

George looked up at his friend, he wasn't sure what Lee was up to but he knew there had to be a reason that he would bring up Angelina. Lee and Angelina were best friends before Hogwarts; they did talk a lot about everything. Maybe even about him. But he didn't want to be involved in a conversation that could lead to revelations that he didn't want anyone to find out about. His feelings for Angelina were going to stay with him and never leave.

But he had to give Lee an explanation as to why he didn't want to talk about Angelina without actually saying he didn't want to talk about her. He pursed his lips for a moment before he replied, "Well Lee you're her best friend you tell me."

"George, do I detect jealousy there?"

"No, you don't? What would I be jealous about?"

"I don't know. I was just teasing you, but…" His friend trailed off focusing on his thoughts, "do you like her?"

"What? No where did you come up with something ridiculous as that. I mean of course I like her, she is a friend."

"True. But recently there's something different about the two of you."

"Lee if you don't stop bringing that up right now…" George left the threat empty knowing that he wasn't going to do anything at the moment.

A well known grin broke out on Lee's face, "Alright George. I will do that."

"Look, I think I might take off."

"George."

"Lee." George looked at his friend, "I mean it. Ange and I are friends, just like you and her are."

"I don't know…"

"I need to go."

"Come on George, stay, no more talking about a certain tall friend of ours, alright?"

He considered for a minute, he knew that had he left he would only be going back to his apartment. The call of Fred's room seemed loud. But then he looked back at Lee, a friend that he hadn't seen for a long time. He could just go and Lee would let him, and yet at the same time George found the company pleasing. Lee and him could surely remember some good times and then perhaps George wouldn't go home with that completely empty feeling that came back every now and then.

"Alright. I'll stay."

"Good. There's no reason to leave."

"You're right. I agreed already didn't I?"

"I know."

George shook his head, "So…what have you been up to?"

"Nothing much really. Work…hanging out."

"With Alicia?"

"Yes, but others. But…before we really start talking, Butterbeer?"

"Yeah."

Lee got up and went into the kitchen. George realized that even though he was putting off talking to Angelina, this was where he needed to be tonight.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow is when he would go and talk to Angelina. At least he knew he would try. He wasn't sure if he would be able to actually follow through on that plan. He still wanted to spend time with her and he had told her he would be there for her. She wanted friendship, and he wanted to give her that still…regardless of what he wanted.

Of course it would be confusing for her to look at George.

He shook his head; that was a ridiculous thought. Angelina had known him and liked him before she married his brother. It still…he was just making excuses. Besides having Angelina there did help deal with Fred…not being there.

No, Angelina had indeed taken another form in his life. She was much more then help in dealing with Fred. She was much more than a friend. She was, he knew that. And yet why did he continually put himself through these thoughts over and over again? It did nothing to help him out.

Taking a deep breath he decided to shake himself of thoughts of that girl that had embedded herself deep into his thoughts and instead focus on enjoying the evening with one of his best friends.