Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me it's all J.K's, besides Julia of course,
All alone?
It was always hard to think of that day, the day were she lost two of the people she loved the most. And the funerals, they were a horrible memory too, and she did her best with trying to forget those two days.
Sometimes it would be very hard, and sometimes it would be easy, but if it got to bad her friends would notice and help her to think about something else.
She thought of how many times she had been thinking "I'm all alone", in the past few weeks. She knew that it was not true; she had so many friends who cared much about her, who was always there if she needed it.
But still she couldn't help feeling all alone.
Her aunt had always been the one she had cared about the most, she had been the only family Julia had had, of course she loved the Weasley family as much as were they her family, and she felt like they were most of the time.
But it still wasn't the same, not the same at all.
Her aunt had been.. well she had been her aunt, her only real family, her only memory of her father.
And now it was gone.
She was all alone, in a world filled with horror, a world filled with the fright of being murdered, or having a loved one being murdered.
What if it would happen to one of her friends? She would not survive if she had to lose one more person she loved, it would simply break her heart.
She felt the hot tears rolling down her cheeks slowly and watched as they fell to the piece of parchment that lay on a counter in front of her, the letters on the parchment starting to become unreadable.
She took a deep breath and looked out of the window and looked at the sign that was hanging above the shop on the other side of the street, 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes' it said.
She smiled at the thought of her friends and wiped the tears away from her cheeks with the backside of her hand.
She remembered the former owners sign which had said 'Everything a wizard needs – from socks to frogs'.
She had known the former owner and had therefore been one of the first to know that he was going to sell his shop.
She had promised Fred and George that she would keep an eye open for free shops, so when she had found out that he was going to sell his shop she had asked him if her friends could by it from him; and he had asked her "well, what kind of shop do they wish to start?",
"A joke shop, and a really good one. They make some very original things." She had told him excitedly, and he had stared to laugh, "well, tell you what, you can tell your friends that they can buy my shop as long as they are as good as you say they are. How does that sound?"
"That sounds wonderful, thank you so much! They will be very happy to hear that," she had said, almost jumping up and down from excitement.
She looked inside the shop and her eyes were immediately caught by George's, she smiled at him and watched as he turned slightly red, properly by the fact that he had just been caught looking at her.
He gave her a nervous smile, and she could see that Fred said something to him and George quickly looked away.
She wondered what it was that he had said, but then she remembered that they had asked to borrow a book from her, so she turned around and started to look for it.