Rebuilding Your Life

Despair

Harry had no idea how long he sat their on the floor, he didn't even realize that he was shivering.

Once again he heard the frontdoor and footsteps on the stairs, he clung to the sheet tighter.

''Harry, come one, little one open the door for me.'' He moved to the right and unlocked the door, the next second he was engulfed in a big bear hug from George. ''How?''

''Winky came to me and Fred, saying you were in trouble.'' Harry shook his head, taking deep breaths to stop his sobs.

''How is he?'' Fred asked when he came into the room, sitting next to them, his eyes taking in Harrys small, shivering form. To the two pranksters he looked even smaller wrapped in the big silk sheet. George looked back at his twin, he didn't need to answer, Fred could see that this was big. Harry never cried for no reason. George picked him up and carried him to the bed. He sat him down, while Fred opened the drawer to take a pyjama out. He put the clothes on the bed and George reached for the sheet, which resulted in Harry grabbing it so tight, his knuckles turned white.

Fred and George looked scared at one another, but stayed silent.

''You should go to sleep, okay Harry?'' Harry nodded, took the clothes but then hesitated. ''We stay in one of the guestrooms.'' They left and Harry quickly put the pyjama on and hid himself under the covers, he fell asleep rather fast because he was so completely drained.

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Fred motioned for George to follow him. ''Look at this.'' He said to his younger counterpart and opened the door to Charlies room. George took a step inside and could see clothes strewn all over the floor, the comforter was half hanging of the bed and the sheet was missing. The two nightstands were knocked over, the lamps broken.

George took a shaky breath. ''What the fuck happened here?'' He turned to his brother hoping for an answer. Fred looked severe, no sign of a smile. ''I don't know, but whatever it was, Harry was still scared when you tried to take the sheet.''

''Are you trying to say, that Charlie overstepped his boundaries. Fred, this is serious, you can't just assume-''

''I don't assume anything. Look around, Georgie, just look at Harry. This is all fucked up. You stay here and I go and see if the evader is with Bill, I'll try to come back for breakfast.'' He squeazed his shoulder and left. George made his way to the closest guestroom and tried to go to sleep, after sending a patronus to Angelina and Alicia, who were still at their shared flat. He didn't want them to worry all the night.

oo00OO00oo

Fred apparated to the ward line of Shell Cottage and send a patronus to Bill, before walking up the path to the house. He wasn't surprised to see light coming through the windows of the living room. He knocked and Fleur let him in. Bill sat in the armchair while Charlie sat with his head down nursing a glass firewhiskey.

Fred walked closer and crossed his arms. They were silent for a minute, before Charlie looked up at Fred and he looked like pain come alive. ''I didn't mean to.'' He drained his glass before gathering the courage to continue. ''Did you see him? Is he alright?''

''Yes, I saw him, is he alright, no! Charlie what the hell did you do to him? I saw the room and how scared he reacted to George. What the fucking hell did you do?'' His voice was pure anger by now.

Charlie shook his head in despair. ''I don't know. I couldn't stop, I wanted to, Harry asked me, he begged for me to stop, but I couldn't.'' Bill got up and sat next to his little brother, pulling him into a hug, like he did when they were younger and his siblings had scraped knees or little bumps.

''You should go to St. Mungos.'' Fleur said from where she was standing by the door. Fred looked confused, so she explained. ''He has rubbed his head quite a few times, he could have a concussion, he mentioned a hard fall, somewhere between his ramblings. I was against him drinking.'' Although she didn't say anything it was clear she wasn't happy with him. She looked at her husband before going upstairs.

''Maybe she is right, I'm still pissed at you, but you are my brother, so lets move your sorry ass to the healers.'' Fred said and pulled him up from the couch and through the floo.

Bill sighed and went upstairs, he found his wife in the guestroom, where they had put up the cot. She was standing next to it, watching the baby sucking on his thumb while he slept peacefully.

He wrapped his arms around her small waist. ''I'm worried about them.'' He kissed her cheek. ''Yes, I'm worried too. This isn't like Charlie.'' They watched Teddy for another five minutes before going back to their room.

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Fleur was preparing breakfast, when Charlie and Fred returned. Bill was upstairs getting Teddy ready. ''Morning, you were right about him.'' Fred said pointing at Charlie. ''They took a few samples and this old nurse chewed him out for drinking too much. Reminded me of mum.''

Bill came down with a happy squealing baby in his arms. ''Can you still take him for the rest of the weekend, so Harry and I can talk this through?'' ''Of course, don't worry about that, we love to have him over.'' Fleur said while serving scones and croissants.

She had just charmed the dishes to clean themselves, when George and Harry walked in. ''Morning, Fleur.'' Harry said and looked around the room, tensing when he saw Charlie. The greetings were returned and Harry picked Teddy up.

''I just came to get my son.'' He refused to look at Charlie. ''What? No, let him stay here, we need to talk, Harry.'' Charlie was pleading with him.

''No, we don't, there is nothing to talk about, I'll take Teddy and go home, you can pack your stuff on monday, when I am at work. I can't share a house with you, you lost my trust last night.''

Charlie gaped at him. ''You just end it like that, a deserve a chance to explain myself.''

Now he was getting angry. ''You deserve nothing from me, I won't have someone like you around. Not around me and definitely not around my son.'' It was mean to anger Charlie like that, but he felt satisfied in pushing his buttons. He had hurt him last night and getting a bit revenge felt sinfully good. ''Your son? He is our son, we share custody, in case you forgot.''

''For now, I talk to my lawyers tomorrow. You are clearly not fit to be a parent. What will you do, if Teddy is opposing against your rules? Are you going to force him too?''

''What? That has nothing to do with this.''

''It has everything to do with this. No court will give a rapist custody.'' He sent a glare at Charlie and left through the floo.

When he left Charlie began hyperventilating. Bill rubbed his back to calm him. ''No, no, no, I won't let him do this. Teddy is my son as well as his, he is not going to take him away from me. If he wants a fight, so be it. He isn't the only one who can hire a lawyer.''

He left before his brothers could stop him. ''Well shit.'' Fred said while plopping down in his chair again. ''Bill, you are the oldest, happy telling mum.'' George said while sipping his tea.