A/N: Edit, April 21st

Chapter 3

Molly was sat at the kitchen table, gazing out of the window at her front yard. The chickens hurried about the yard, pecking manically at every inch of ground. Molly chewed the end of her sugar quill, lost in thought. It had been two days since George had left, and he had left a gaping hole in her soul. She missed him more than anything, and it seemed like no one understood. Arthur had been more subdued than usual, which was understandable, but nothing could be stronger than that mother-son bond. Except, of course, that bond between twins, the bond that Fred and George had had.

Suddenly Molly understood. She understood why George had gone. Eventually he would find out that there was no hope, but maybe then he would be at peace with himself. Of course it would take him longer than most, he had lost the most important person in his life. Molly herself had not got over the death of her son, it still shattered her heart to think that she would never see him smile at her and she would never see her twin sons laughing with each other again. She fought back the tears that welled up every time she thought of the loss of Fred, and turned back to the letter she planned to write.

Dear Ginny, she wrote.

How is your last year going? I hope you're studying really hard to get your NEWTs and I trust you to do brilliantly.

I'm really sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but George left two days ago. He came downstairs, he said sorry, and then he left. He said he isn't coming home until he has brought Fred back.

I know this is a shock, and I'm so sorry. But if you see him, or if he writes to you, or visits you, please tell him to come home. I know he was closest to you after Fred, so I am sorry, I really am.

Love you

Mum x

Molly put down her quill, reading over the letter. She felt terrible about the letter, no good news to give. Especially at such an important time for her. She folded the letter, enveloped it, and gave it to Errol, who fluttered his wings and glared at her in a disgruntled manner. He eventually took the letter in his beak and flew away. Molly watched until he was a speck on the skyline and then she sighed, going back to her cleaning to get her mind off the mess her family was in.

A/N: Will write more tomorrow, please review? It will be greatly appreciated :)

A/A/N: Not much changed in this chapter, no difference to the plot, so keep a look out and I'll be posting more edits ASAP and the epilogue is also well under way (: Thanks for reading, please review!