Hey. Me again. This could easily be the end to this story so I might not continue it. If you think that i should keep it up, please tell me, cause I haven't decided yet. Thanks!
I opened my eyes to see sunlight streaming through a window is a bright colorful room full of flowers and balloons. All of them were sporting messages like get well soon. I looked around, trying to find out where I was. I looked at the door to my room. It said Saint Mungos Hospital. How long was I out of it?
Why was I here? Was I hit by a curse? What was going on. I got of my bed and went into the bathroom. I looked into the mirror to see that my face was back to normal. I was no longer wearing the disguise. The masking charm had either worn off or been removed.
My hair was brushed and clean. My nails painted and my makeup on. Someone here was taking very good care of me. I returned to my bed and sat down. A huge pile of letters were on my bedside table. I picked them up and began to read them. They explained each day that I was gone. They were all from Fred. Dear Fred. This must be really hard for him. I sat and began to read when the door opened.
Fred rushed into the room and picked me up in his arms and spun around the room holding me and kissing me. "A whole month of not knowing whether you were going to live or die has finally paid off!" Fred cried. Finally he put me down and asked me how I was.
"I'm fine," I said. Had I heard Fred right? A whole month. Wow. I held onto Fred tightly. We sat together in each others arms for the first time in what seemed like year. I looked over at the calendar to see that it was now July. July 21st. It was my birthday. Life is one terrific birthday present.
"Let's go home Fred," I said. I wanted to see my family again. To be home again with those who love and care about me. I wanted to be with them all. Fred gathered my flowers and balloons and we walked out of the hospital, apparating hand in hand back to the Burrow.
We walked in the front door of the Burrow. Fred was holding me close to him and I was beaming. My sheer delight was radiating everywhere and it seemed that where ever we went the room got a little brighter. Fred walked over to the staircase and called, "Guys! I have someone you might want to see!"
The first person down the stairs was Harry. He ran over and gave me a tremendous hug and was quickly joined by Chris. My family was whole again. Harry and Chris looked so worried. Bags under their eyes, hair a mess, the green eyes that once held so much happiness seemed more dull. This was too hard for everyone.
Next down the stairs was Ginny who ran to give my a hug. I ruffled her hair. Ginny was like the little sister I never had. I never knew how much I cared about her until now. Hermione was next. Even she gave me a huge hug. We never got along well, but now, we seemed like old friends. The last people down the stairs was George and a girl I did not know. George ran to me and gave me a huge hug. He picked me up and spun me around the room. When he put me down he gave me a small kiss on the cheek.
"We thought we had lost you!" George told me.
"I'm still here. You haven't been able to get rid of me yet!" I replied.
The entire family spent the day swimming and flying. We celebrated my birthday that night with cake and singing. None of us could really sing but we sang loud, not matter how bad it sounded. Late that night, after Fred had gone to bed, I walked down stairs to find George. We needed to talk. I found him sitting on the couch.
"George, I need to talk to you," I started.
"I know. I'm sorry about what happened. How you were afraid. How you almost died. I'm sorry for all of it," George said to me. He seemed upset.
"Actually, I came here to apologize to you. For everything. For lying to you. For pretending to be a girl who was not real who you fell in love with. For all of it. I'm sorry."
"I knew it was you all along. I knew that it was you. I fell in love with you Lizzy. No matter who you pretend to be, I still love you."
"George, we can't be together," I said. I didn't want to hurt him, but I could not live anymore of these lies.
"I know. I will always love you, but I know. Here. I have someone I want you to meet."
George led me into the living room where a girl was sleeping on a makeshift bed. She looked a lot like me except she had blond hair. She was pretty and she was sleeping peacefully.
"This is Sarah Jones. This is my girlfriend."
I was so relieved to hear that I was not in fact breaking him heart. I fell into his arms laughing and crying at the same time. He was like my brother. For that I loved him. From that moment on, I knew that, though I would always love Fred, George and I shared a relationship that was irreplaceable.