Her Wonderful Disaster

The Weasley Way

George/Hermione

SORRY ITS TAKEN ME SO LONG TO UPDATE! WORST WRITERS BLOCK EVER! aaaand so much school stuff happening lately, its no excuse, i know!

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Fred began to worry more and more, it had been a week since George had come out of his room, and he was beginning to wonder if he was ever going to come out. Every day he'd leave food outside the door, just hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but he never did. The news about Hermione must have been hitting him even harder than he thought it would. Each night when he collected the empty plate he'd listen at the door, for any sign his twin was even in there, and he'd go to bed disappointed, worrying over what to do.

One morning as he finished up in the bathroom he knocked on George's door again, same as he did every morning. "Georgie, you coming down to the shop?" he asked through the door, hoping for a response, when he heard nothing he knocked again, "George?" he asked, leaning against the door so he'd hear anything from his twin.

Then a quiet sob broke the 8 days of silence, "why didn't she tell me" he whispered, as Fred strained his ear against the door, struggling to hear his twin's question. The shock was evident on his face, as he tried to twist the doorknob, failing as the protective charms held him out. "Georgie let me in" he murmured, leaning against the door, hoping to hear his twin speak again. A quiet creak sounded from the other side of the door, and he heard the swoosh sound as the enchantments keeping him out in the hallway were released, and the wooden door cracked open a fraction, to reveal his mirror image, looking worse than he'd seen him since the battle at Hogwarts.

As he took in the broken man standing in front of him, he felt as though his heart was literally breaking. Looking into George's misted eyes, and taking in the never ending tear tracks on his face made him realise just how hurt he was, and how important this was to him.

He moved swiftly to embrace his brother in a hug, holding him as he felt his shirt be soaked with warm tears, as sobs racked both their bodies, and they fell to the floor together, George leaning onto Fred's chest. To most people the image of the two 19 year olds sitting in such a position would be considered strange, but for the twins, it was nothing out of the ordinary.

"I just wish she'd told me Fred" George whispered, wiping the final tears from his eyes.

"I know Georgie" his twin responded, giving a final tight squeeze as he released his brother to stand up, stretching out his limbs after sitting for so long.

"Let's leave the shop for today brother dearest, we're going out" Fred exclaimed, dragging his brother up off the ground.

"Fred, seriously? Look at my face?" George replied sullenly.

"Don't worry George, I know you will never be as handsome as I, but you can try" he laughed, winking as he ducked out from the doorway, avoiding the remembrall George had thrown at him. "Bad aim brother! It'll only get worse from here" he joked, running down the hall to the kitchen.

George heard the kitchen cupboards slamming open and closed one by one, and decided to sneak up on his twin, Fred squealed like a girl as he felt the extra weight on his back, and tried to throw it off as he blindly attempted to pull the hands away from his eyes. The twins fell together in a tangle of limbs, and Fred smiled watching the first smile cross his brothers face since he found out about the baby.

Hermione smiled sadly as she read the Daily Prophet over her morning cup of tea, the happy faces of Fred and George Weasley smiled up at her from the front page, waving manically out the front of their new Hogsmeade shop. Sniffing back the tears, she quickly threw the paper away, moving into the lounge, ready for another day of loneliness. She was starting to show, and the slight bump on her stomach was just a daily reminder of the night that turned her life upside down. A day didn't pass when she didn't think of George, and the rest of the Weasley's and she regretted leaving them always.

She'd written so many letters to Ginny, explaining everything and begging for her forgiveness, but had simply thrown them into the fire whenever she was about to send them, she didn't know why she didn't want to see them when she missed them so much, but she knew the guilt and shame just wouldn't go away. The Weasley's had done so much for her, since she was 12 years old, and this was how she repaid them? Keeping away the newest member of the family, and disappearing from their lives without as much as a goodbye, she couldn't handle the depressing thoughts that came with the fire any longer, and just knew she had to move, when the baby started to push softly against her abdomen, and the craving for mint choc-chip ice-cream returned.

Slowly she trudged up the stairs to the bathroom, carrying a tub of her most craved treat and the biggest spoon she owned, deciding on a nice warm bath to calm herself down, and try to push away the memories that continued to resurface. She stared at the small bump on her stomach in the mirror, mesmerised at the thought of a human forming inside, a Weasley, red hair, freckles, the lot. As the tears once again made dirty tracks down her cheeks she made the decision, she'd write to Ginny, it was time to go back and face her mistakes, and give this baby the family it deserved.

cliffy ;) okay guys, suspense is building a little, whats gonna happen when she tries to return to the Weasley's ?

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