Disclaimer: ... *sigh*…. No I don't own Harry Potter, I only own Willow…. And Kenny…. And Caleb… And I am going to steal the Weasley Twins.
AN: I'm sorry I took a while with this chapter, I hope you like it, thanks so much to my Beta MissCHSparkles. _
Willow bit her lip nervously as she stepped off the train, before following Fred and George over to two people who were also ginger; Willow guessed that this was their mum and dad; she waited to be noticed.
"You must be Willow, George has told us about you," Ms Weasley said suddenly, snapping Willow out of her thoughts.
"That's me, it's nice to meet you Ms Weasley," Willow replied.
"It's lovely to meet you as well dear, and please, call me Molly," Ms Weasley said, Willow smiled nervously, George very nearly rolled his eyes, merlin Willow could be awkward at times.
"Come on, let's get going," Mr Weasley said.
o.O.o
"So this is your house," Willow said when they got there.
"Yep," George replied.
"Shall I show you where you're sleeping so you can unpack?" Ginny asked.
"Sure," Willow said, shrugging.
Willow took Ginny's offered hand, Ginny then lead Willow into the house into her room.
Willow looked around the room "this is brilliant," she stated.
"You really think so?" Ginny asked.
"Yep, it's amazing, this is the best house I've been in," Willow answered.
o.O.o
"So, George tells me that you play Piano," Ms Weasley said at dinner that night, causing Willow to look up suddenly.
"Oh, he did, did he?" Willow said, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, he did, who taught you?" Ms Weasley asked.
"My mother taught me, every Sunday she used to give me a lesson, she taught me how to play a few different instruments," Willow said, looking back down at the table.
"Can I be excused please?" Willow asked.
"Of course you can," Ms Weasley said.
Willow stood up, and headed into Ginny's room, she closed the door behind her, and sat down on the bed, and let the tears start falling.
She didn't know quite why she was crying, but she guessed it was the fact that Ms Weasley
reminded her of her own mother, and all the memories that had come back had just caused the tears to start falling.
She didn't know how long she had sat there, the tears eventually stopped, but she stayed where she was.
Eventually she wiped her cheeks, and left the room.
She entered the living room, and sat next to George on the sofa, he simply wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head, without saying a word, he knew she must have been
upset.
She fell asleep curled up with him, and he carried her to bed, smiling slightly at the girl he loved with all his heart, and he knew, he wouldn't trade her for the world, no matter what.
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AN: Sorry this chapter is quite short, I've got a lot to do at the moment, I got a guitar for Christmas, so I've been teaching myself how to play that, and its taking a while, I promise I'll try and write more often for you guys.
We're nearly at the end of this story now, once I've finished this one, I'm gonna take a little break, so I can come up with things to go in-between, I know where I'm going with this story and I've got quite a bit planned, but I need stuff to go in-between.
I leave you with this one word: FLUFF!
