Helping George

When I saw George, sitting there grieving, I knew I had to go to him. He had helped me in so many ways, so many times. Even if I'd rather be with Harry, George needed me. I slowly got up from Harry's lap, under the tree.

"Sorry Harry." I smiled down at him, "I think George needs me."

"Okay." He nodded as I walked over to the edge of the lake.

I slowly, quietly sat down next to him.

"Hi." I whispered. George didn't answer.

"I know how you feel." I whispered again. George was quite still. I didn't want to prod him, so I left it. We just sat there, neither saying anything. Then, out of the blue, George picked me up, and put me in his lap. I looked up at his face, and saw that he was crying. His eyes showed many emotions; grief, sadness, hurt, and many more raw emotions. I, of course, felt all these same emotions, but now I felt guilty. Guilty that I could even think I felt anything remotely the same.

I had lost one of my older brothers, but he had lost his other half.

My heart just sank, thinking I was over by Harry, having a good time, when George was here, suffering.

I laid my head against his shoulder, and started to cry. Seeing him, and remembering Fred, broke the dam in my eyes. George just held me closer, as he too cried.

"Gin…" George started to speak, but chocked over his words. I burrowed further into his arms.

"You don't need to say anything." I whispered. He answered by holding me closer.

After a little while, George seemed to gain speech again.

"It just hurts so much." He chocked out.

"I'm sorry I said that I understood. I understand what it's like to loose a brother, not a twin."

"I'm not mad Gin."

"I know. I just felt guilty after I said it."

"Don't There's already enough pain."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked him.

"Just being here is enough." He whispered.

"Okay, then I'm never leaving." I whispered.

"Don't you think Harry would miss you?" He teased. I watched him try to smile, but it turned into more of a sad grimace.

"He'll be fine for now." The sad thing about the situation was that Harry needed me just as much as George needed me.

"Not worried he'll meet some Veela and forget about you?" Now he was having fun with me.

"Don't even joke." I said with the smile, although it didn't quite meet my eyes.

"I can joke, considering I don't believe it; not even for a second."

"Okay, Okay. I guess I don't believe it either."

We were met with a few minutes of silence. When I looked up at George's face, I saw he was asleep.

"I love you George." I said just as I too fell asleep.

-finished-

A/N- Okay! Here it is, chapter 2. Just so you know, I will be going back to the other books, and there will be Fred stuff! Just needed to get this cute idea down, before I forgot it! If you have any requests on cute moments that could be Ginny, Fred and George related, than just leave a review about, and I would LOVE to write it and add it to the story! Oh… and don't forget to REVIEW!! (Niceness, or constructive criticism, but NO FLAMES!)