Harry reclined on the couch with Ginny; he had made it in time to the Burrow for Christmas dinner after working hours of overtime to re-establish the ministry.
"Hey Harry, mind if I borrow you for a second?" George asked, tapping Harry gently on the shoulder.
Ginny smiled and gave Harry a quick kiss before walking away, going to stand with Kagome and Molly as they cleaned up the kitchen.
"What's up?" Harry asked. He struggled to keep his eyes open, to give George his full attention as the nights of sleeplessness began dragging him down quickly.
"I wanted to ask… you've died before and I was just wondering… did you… do you think Fred felt any pain? Did you suffer?"
George's question had Harry leaning forward quickly, his eyes open and alert. He saw the desperation and pleading in the red head's eyes and quickly fumbled for the right words in his mind to ease his mind, even just a little.
"It's quicker then falling asleep… no pain." Harry reassured, reminded quickly of Sirius' own words to him on the night of the battle when they talked through the Resurrection Stone.
George released a breath, nodding slowly. "Thanks, I've been feeling so guilty over him, it's hard."
"You don't have to explain anything to me, I understand how you must be feeling." Harry said.
George nodded and stood up, "I'll let you get some rest, Ginny says the Ministry's working you like a dog."
Harry nodded and watched as George walked away, he closed his eyes as a small smile drifted across his face. He felt better about helping George then he had felt since he started at the Ministry.