Chapter 5
Eleven people stood around Rachel Weasley's grave. It stood next in a spot chosen by her parents, next to a grave occupied by the uncle she never knew Percy Weasley. The service had been short but to the point, none of her family had spoken, just listened to the stranger as he blessed her soul. Now they stood, complete silence except for the occasion sniff from Fred as he quietly mourned for his niece. Hermione moved forward and placed a small toy wand on the grave painfully remembering the havoc she had caused with it, Ron moved forward a put his arm around his wife. The rest of the family took this as a hint and slowly departed, Catherine was pulled away by her Godfather and Aunt. Molly Weasley put some flowers down at Percy's grave as she passed and gave the black marble headstone a quick brush instinctively knowing Percy wouldn't have been happy with anything less. She looked back at her son and his wife, then with a nod to her husband disapparated home.
A black cloud formed over the graveyard, Ron and Hermione sat there for hours. Rain started to pour down onto them and their daughter.
Eleven people stood around Rachel Weasley's grave. It stood next in a spot chosen by her parents, next to a grave occupied by the uncle she never knew Percy Weasley. The service had been short but to the point, none of her family had spoken, just listened to the stranger as he blessed her soul. Now they stood, complete silence except for the occasion sniff from Fred as he quietly mourned for his niece. Hermione moved forward and placed a small toy wand on the grave painfully remembering the havoc she had caused with it, Ron moved forward a put his arm around his wife. The rest of the family took this as a hint and slowly departed, Catherine was pulled away by her Godfather and Aunt. Molly Weasley put some flowers down at Percy's grave as she passed and gave the black marble headstone a quick brush instinctively knowing Percy wouldn't have been happy with anything less. She looked back at her son and his wife, then with a nod to her husband disapparated home.
A black cloud formed over the graveyard, Ron and Hermione sat there for hours. Rain started to pour down onto them and their daughter.