A/N: I do not own Harry Potter
The Golden Snitch
Beauxbatons/Barbegazi
Through the universe challenge.
62: Utterly Lost
Lost. The word hurt because it didn't seem final enough. Lost objects could still be found. Merlin, even vanished objects could come back. George sat on the ground staring at the flowers. Lilies, daisies, roses, all so calm, benign.
"George?" Was the voice talking to him? No one talked to him anymore, they all talked about him now.
"George?" A small hand on his shoulder. He looked. She wore black, hair hair in long braids, golden chains glittering around her neck.
"I can leave if you'd like," she offered.
"No, stay," he croaked.
"May I sit?" He nodded. She placed a small pot next to the other flowers. Instantly the roses and daisies were ripped to shreds.
"Fanged geranium?"
"Seemed right. He would have found it funny."
"I agree. He would have loved watching it. We tried to smuggle one out of the greenhouse once. We got caught. We were going to give it to mum for Christmas."
"I miss him too, George."
"Angelina, um, would you like to go get some coffee, and um, you know, talk? You're the only one who...you know."
"I'd like that, George." The pair rose as the geranium attacked the lilies.