Arthur Weasley stepped out of the fireplace, a grim look on his face; he hadn't made it.
Molly fell against her husband and sobbed loudly into his chest while he stoically stared straight ahead, unseeing.
Bill sat at the table, his head in his hands, while his shoulders shook silently.
Charlie speaks out 'But he can't - ' before the reactions of his family assured him that there were no buts and can'ts and he lifts his hands to his face and breathes in deeply and shakily.
Ron let out a strangled cry and, slowly and deliberately, punched the wall as hard as he could over and over again until Charlie laid a hand on his shoulder and he turned into him and wept.
Ginny, curled up in her chair, rocked back and forth slowly as her breath escaped her in choked gasps.
But it was George who was the most affected. Silent tears poured down his face as he absentmindedly stroked his sister's hair. As he subconsciously flicked through every memory he had of his brother, and there was a lifetime's worth, he knew he would never laugh again.
Fred Weasley was the first to go down fighting. Outnumbered, he never stood a chance. He wouldn't be the last to suffer that fate.