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Hot Drinks at the Kitchen Table.
Blurb …
Various Weasley's meet for a hot drink in the middle of the night, following the first few months after the war. :Includes RHr HG and others WeasleyFRIENDship postDH:
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8
Everyone Feels Nearly Ok
The night was still, waves of heat swimming through the windows. The inhabitants in The Burrow however, seemed immune to the warmth. The muggles would never know, but Mr Weasley had insured there were freezing charms over every inch of the place before they went to sleep.
For the first time in months, every single person was asleep with peaceful dreams. Bill and Fleur were happily curled up together in his old room. They had finally talked to Mr and Mrs Weasley about moving back to Shell Cottage. It was their last night at the Burrow.
Neither had felt guilty.
Charlie had crashed earlier that night on the couch in the lounge. Molly had placed a blanket over him hours ago and now he slept soundly, his face lit from the glowing embers of the fire. He was going to stay with Bill and Fleur at Shell Cottage for a few days.
The pain was easing.
Percy was alone in his room, but he knew his parents were only down the hall. Hermes was also there, rustling his feathers, giving him comfort enough to fall asleep. He didn't isolate himself anymore – and for the first time in weeks, he looked George in the eye, smiled at Ginny and reached out to Bill.
He wanted to be a part of the family again.
Other than the slightest twitch, George's face was completely calm. He lay on the side of his bed, in danger of falling off due to the fact that he'd fallen asleep watching a photo of Fred lying on the floor. He was sleeping in his own room, the empty bed opposite him no longer reminding him of the resentment he felt for everyone. It reminded him of Fred's laugh as they stayed up whispering until ungodly hours in the morning. George had found a new bond in Hermione and though he still hated her for bringing out his grief, he found her easy to talk to.
He was growing to like her.
Hermione herself had gone to bed in Ginny's room. But Mrs Weasley was going to get a shock in the morning if she found her where she was now, lying comfortably in Ron's arms. Ron was lying spread-eagled across his bed, his dreams no longer plagued by nightmares. Hermione helped that.
He could sleep.
Meanwhile, Harry had snuck into Ginny's room. Harry still didn't like to remember, but having Ginny by his side made it easier. And in return, Harry kept the nightmares at bay.
She no longer screamed.
The Weasley's all slept soundly, each mentally recharging for the next day without Fred. But that night, for the first time since the war ended, no one was awake with a hot drink at the kitchen table.
-Fin.
A/N: So this is done. Horribly depressing unfotunately, but the poor Weasley's got a happy ending in the end. I've enjoyed writing this and i hope you all enjoyed reading it.
Thank you all for your reviews! They're greatly appreciated.
Until next time-
-Moon. : D
