A/N:- Hello everyone! My apologies for not updating sooner, have been suffering from severe writers block, it was so bad, it took me two days to write this chapter! Thank you to everyone who has favourited, sent alerts and reviewed on this story, it means so much to me! I would also like to thank Holly, my editor who has helped me make this chapter perfect, love you! I hope you enjoy, will start updating sooner.
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The next morning all the Weasley's, Harry and Hermione made their way to Professor McGonagall's office in order to use her fireplace. After much debate from Molly and Arthur on whether to Apparitiate or use the Floo Network to get home. They decided that the latter would be easier, especially with Ginny, who is still underage. In pairs they all stepped into the fireplace announcing their desired destination.
The Burrow had been ransacked, chairs and tables had been turned over, photographs ripped down from the walls, their frames smashed along with vases. Cupboards, draws and bedrooms had all been searched all in order to find information on Harry's whereabouts and that of the Weasley's. The state of the house was almost too much to bear for Mrs. Weasley who broke down in a fresh set of tears. Upon escorting her upstairs to lay down Mr. Weasley set everyone the task of fixing the house back to its normal state.
The hours went slowly. The repairing of the house only took a few hours leaving everybody free to spend the day alone with their thoughts. Hermione and Fleur made lunch fully knowing that Mrs. Weasley wasn't up to the job. The house was eerily quiet, no suspicious banging could be heard coming from the twins' room, Hermione and Ginny weren't talking at an abnormally fast rate about books and plans for the summer, Charlie felt lost in his childhood home only ever spending a few day at a time here usually, he soon went upstairs to join his parents and Bill to help with the arrangements. Both Ginny and George had locked themselves in their bedrooms and Harry and Ron lay on the grass staring up at the clouds. The pain of being home tortured them all, making the gap where Fred used to be even more pronounced.
As the days drew on, most of the residents spent their days locked in their bedrooms, only emerging in silence at meal times, where no-one really ate but played with their food. On most days Hermione joined Harry and Ron in the latter's room leaving them only to go to the kitchen to help Fleur make the meals.
The days seemed to go by painfully slowly, with every twenty four hours growing closer to the day they had all been dreading which arrived far to quickly. As usual Hermione and Fleur woke early to prepare breakfast for everyone. Soon they were joined by the rest of the family apart from George, who had refused point blank to leave his room. Like all other meal time they all sat in silence, which was broken surprisingly by Mrs. Weasley:
"Ginny, dear could you go and get George please? Its time we started headed out."
"Sure."
Not really wanting to see the state her brother was in anytime soon, Ginny ascended the stairs as quietly and slowly as she could until she met the room she dreaded to go in ever again. Quietly knocking, knowing he didn't hear her, Ginny stepped into the room avoiding her gaze to the messy bed placed to the left of the room she knew was Fred's. The room was in semi-darkness with the sun fighting to get through the closed green curtains. It was clear due to the state of the room that it too had been ransacked, with products for the shop thrown from boxes and littered the floor. Papers were smothered all over the small desk, some ripped. The room was dirty and dusty, chest of draws were thrown upside down and emptied.
George was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear the knock at his bedroom door nor did he notice Ginny enter his room and sit down next to him.
"Its nearly time, we're getting ready to leave."
"I'm not going, I can't….I'm not ready to say goodbye"
"George, you can't not go, this is your brother your talking about, our brother, you think any of us want to go and do this? But we are going because it going to help us heal, to celebrate his life."
"I can't do it Gin, how can I say goodbye to my best friend, my other half?"
"Then don't think of it as goodbye. We are celebrating Fred's life, moving on without forgetting him. You'll regret it of you missed it, and what would Fred think you if you did and mum, she needs you more than ever now."
"I don't even know where they are putting him, or whose speaking, or how any one else is doing, what kind of brother am I?"
"A good one, just right now you are hurting, as for the other question, by the field where we play Quidditch and we have the wizard who preformed Bill and Fleur's wedding and Bill is speaking, he is the only one who felt up to it"
"I just don't want to do this on my own"
"You wont, we will all be there with you, I won't leave your side, I promise."
"Thanks Gin, I thought you would want to be with Harry"
"Right now you are more important, plus he will be with Ron and Hermione, do you know how hard it is to separate them three, plus I think Ron needs them more than me. Anyway, we need to get going"
"Thanks Gin. I am sorry I haven't been the best big brother lately"
"Don't be so stupid." She laughed giving George a watery smile. After sharing a quick hug, together they descended the stairs to join the rest of the family.