Adversity & Ataraxia

by Spastic Freak

Everyone else's lives had settled down into some sense of normality. But he was still caught up in anguish over losing his twin. He was searching for any form of serenity. He hadn't expected it to come in the form of a young foreign woman claiming to be able to talk to his deceased brother. Told as a drabble series!

6. Chapter 6

AN: This story will be told in drabbles. One update a day of 300 words, with the occasional longer installment. I hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or plot line from Harry Potter or Inuyasha.

George

Since it seemed to be no secret to the rest of the wizarding world that he was having a hard time dealing with the death of Fred, (no doubt because of Ron's big gossipy mouth,) George had no problem with getting into other people's personal lives. "I hear you and Neville are snogging one another now," George commented, smirking towards Hannah and causing her to blush.

"He's sweet! And he has such admirable goals," she said dreamily while fumbling awkwardly with the edge of her apron. "He's an auror now, but wants to be an Herbology professor one day, preferably at Hogwarts."

"Of course," George responded. "Hogwarts is the best school after all."

Hell, there were even times that Fred and George talked about finishing their final term at the legendary school. They had always slightly regretted leaving in the middle of Umbridge's reign of terror across the school. But truthfully they would do the same thing over again if given the chance. The twins had been itching to acquire their own shop with the start-up money they had been given from Harry after he won the Triwizard Tournament. Secretly selling to the students in deserted hallways just wasn't enough, no matter how fun it was to frustrate prefects like Hermione.

The previously quiet girl sitting just a few barstools away let out a loud snigger, as if trying to stifle her laughter. George looked at Hannah who shrugged, just as confused at the woman's sudden but short display of hysterics. Hannah quickly rushed to her customer, obviously concerned that perhaps she hadn't been attentive enough to her patron's needs. "Could I get you anything else?" She asked frantically while clearing the now empty dishes.

A pair of stunning blue eyes looked up embarrassed with a light blush adorning her face.

AN: If I can get ten reviews tonight I might consider posting two more installments... Just a thought...