The moment still struck me now, as much as it had that day. Seeing George so horribly vulnerable, and how it pained him so greatly. I lost it to, just moments' after he had pulled me closer. His strong arms' seemed pried against me, not even a magical crowbar could drift us apart. My eyes were completely glazed over, and I could not see anything. George pulled back, finally. I missed his arms', I realized I didn't want him to let go. His lips' pressed against my forehead, and my eyes closed. We stood like that, his hands holding my head, and my hands grasping his waist for nearly five minutes'. Something didn't want either of us to look. The time came when George turned around, and saw as his identical twin's body was taken away. I watched in horror, and placed my arm around his waist. George shifted his arm around my shoulder, with one hand ,balled up, against his lips'. He squinted his eyes shut, tightly, and I watched a few more tears' escape from his eyes. So weak looking, it killed me. I had never seen George suffer this bad before, and I had never broken down so easily. I was one of the tougher females', but this broke me so easily as if I were a small slither of wood and someone snapped me in half. I was broken, and George was as well.
Molly was currently being held by her husband. It seemed Mr. Weasley had finally calmed her a little. She was crying, and I saw him begin to cry as well. I couldn't look at the body anymore. I couldn't bare to see it, I turned swiftly to the left, attempting to pull away from George. His arm fell, and I attempted to run but stopped as a voice shouted to me. "Angelina... Please..." I stopped staring directly in front of me. George had asked me to stop. I didn't turn, however, I couldn't. Never would I turn around and see everyone breaking down. This was the worst life to be taken, and I couldn't bare it. All the moments' me and Fred had shared. The kisses, the nights' when I would go out into the castle, and pull minor pranks. The man I loved was dead. I couldn't go on living, it seemed wrong, it seemed impossible. "Stay...Please don't leave me..." George's voice shook me. He sounded to much like Fred, and it killed me. Listening to him, looking at him, and letting him put has body near mine.
Footsteps sounded, and I suddenly felt a large hand on my shoulder. It pulled at me, but I stayed stuck in my position. So instead, the tall figure stepped in front of me. Of course, it was George. I could tell by his hand. "I won't ask you to, be happy... I need you right now Angy... Please, just stay with me for a little while..." I couldn't let him down. We had been friends' for so many years'. We were so close, but part of me pondered a thought. Did I ever consider George as a brother? How could I do that exactly, when I was madly in love with his identical twin. It seemed a little sick, I know, but when I looked up into George's eyes. It was really Fred. I wanted to kiss him, be with him, and never leave his side. I could not be thinking this. It was an outrage! George had just lost his brother, and I was thinking of how my emotions' were swaying towards George now.
"Ge-orge..." My voice seemed to cut in and out. My throat seemed clogged, I choked out words'. "I-I can't... It's just too much for me. I know you're hurting, but staying will make me hurt even more..." Was I being selfish? Thinking to much of myself, perhaps?
"I know you loved him Angelina... He loved you too. There's something that you don't know." What was it? What was George talking about? My head spun a little. I felt slightly sick to my stomach. "Fred and I, both made a promise. If either of us were to-" He chocked a little, trying to fight back the pain of crying. "to-leave this world. We would be sure to take care of the ones' the other loved deeply..." I was unsure of what he meant by that? Was it because I was a good friend, and George wanted to make sure I was alright. I looked up into his eyes. He had a small smile on his face, and I was still pondering my other thoughts'.
"George, I have no idea where you're going with this..." I said softly, my throat seemed to not choke. Which was a good thing. His eyes looked deeply into mine. Everything seemed to be calming down. Molly, no longer raging, and the others' were silent. The occasional sniffling was heard, but that was to be expected. I continued to stare at him, and he continued looking at me. His eyes were still glassy, and his face still puffy.
"Angelina, Fred loved you more than any other girl. You were the only girl that mattered to him... And, I promised him I'd take care of you... If-" He seemed pained to say it, and I felt rather insulted. Was I not good enough? How could I think of myself at this time though? It was clear George was just upset, and speaking at all about his brother was difficult. I said nothing, just continued watching him and letting him take his time in speaking. "If anything happened, and now that it has. I am going to stand by my promise... Please, Angelina... Will you stay with me?" He was asking me to stay with him. What would I say? Waking up to him every morning, would drive me insane. Seeing his face, and thinking of Fred everyday of my life. I couldn't do it, no way. "I know you feel like staying with me, will only hurt you. I promise you Angy, if you stay with me it will help the both of us... We need each other." The last remark made me remember what I had previously agreed to in my mind. I couldn't let him be alone, we did need each other. He was completely correct on that part. "Angy?" He was concerned it seemed, I hadn't said anything. Time to speak up I suppose.
"George, I-" My sentence cut off. I pushed myself on though. "Of course, I will stay with you. For as long as you need me too..." I gave him a soft smile, and he gave me one in return. His arms' corrupted me yet again, and we were sharing a warm, embracing, hug again. This time, it wasn't a brotherly-sisterly hug, it was a loving hug. Was George just as in love with me as Fred had been? Perhaps, it is true what one twin feels the other twin shares the feeling. Maybe staying with George for a while isn't such a bad idea after all...