Chapter 66

A week passed since the war and a tired Kat stood in her old bed room. The light purple walls were now stained with dots of blood and a few holes in it. The frames of pictures were destroyed on the wall and her white desk was slipped in half, as if someone was slammed trough it. She looked to her bed, butterfly covers and pastel pillows were dirty, burned and stained with blood too; blood was everywhere, including on her face, hands and clothes. On the messed up bed, lay the cold body of her miserable father, with a knife trough his chest and a slid throat. Eyes wide opened, looking to the ceiling fan that kept going around slowly. Kat raised her wand with her sleeve rolled up to her elbow, showing a scar were the dark mark used to be and a light shoot out from the wand, hitting the ceiling fan and making it fall on the man. She left the room, closing the window behind her, and she walked around the second floor. Fancy hall way with light green walls, family portraits that were now ripped on the floor, awards from her parents that were burned, expensive basses and figures on crystal shelves, destroyed. She took a few things she might need, money, jewelry to exchange, potions, books that will help, anything useful that wasn't destroyed. Then she walked down to the living room that was as wrecked, or worse, than the hall way and her room. The house might look in one piece on the outside, but it was a mess inside. As if the third Wizarding War had gone trough it. She heard a cry coming from her filthy mother as she walked to her and the woman shook her head and begged her to stop. She vent down to face her destroyed, bloody face, who begged harder for forgiveness, but Kat's bloodshot eyes showed no mercy.

"This is for George…"

The tip of her wand pointed at the chest of the woman and a green light started to show. Her lips whispered the killing curse, with out hesitation, and the woman was dead after the flash. She lowered her wand to have one last look of the women, stained with blood from all the punch and kicks he gave her before the end, she thought the contrast was beautiful with her pale, cold skin. Kat walked to the door were gallons of liquid gas were placed, the ones she brought, and hid her wand in her pocket before grabbing them. She was going to do this the muggle way. She pilled the gas all over the floor, the stairs, the walls, the beds; everywhere. Then she took out of her messenger bag a lighter and with a flick a tiny flame burst out. She dropped the lighter to the floor, falling on a puddle of gas and she walked away as the heat started to burn around her. She placed her hood on and before she walked out of the front yard, she disappeared in black smoke. Her feet touched the still soft and green grass of the Epping Forest, beside her old tent. She collided on the grass as she held on to her book necklace, given by George, and her hand had the ring Fred gave her.

"It's done…", she spoke to herself, "it won't bring you back, but…they deserved it"

A tear slipped her eyes, burning it from all the endless crying she has done this passed week. She slowly got on her feet away and went inside the tent to have a nice dinner since the sky was now turning darker. After dinner she slipped into long purple pajama pants and a black tank top. She just sat on her bed, enjoying the quiet and the flame from the lamp flicking in the room. Before bed she would always wonder how every one else was. Do they miss her? Did they cried when she didn't return? Did Harry even told them she walked away? Have they tried to look for her?...How is Fred? She most wonders. Does he hate her? Does he think of her like she does at night? These kinds of thoughts don't let her sleep at night, and still knowing this, she can't help it think them. A sound coming from outside made her react and stand guard. She grabbed her wand from the night table and went out of her room to check the rest of the tent, she was alone inside, but outside a sound kept roaring around. She went out of the tent slowly, to face the burnt out fire place.

"Who's there?", she said, but of course, no answer

She looked around and saw nothing, but threes. She turned around the tent to go where she first heard the sounds and when she turned her head to the direction, she jumped from the fright and covered her mouth with a hand to hid the yelp. Fred stood in front of her, he looked tired, disappointed, sad and a lot more. His eyes looked dark compare to how bright they used to bed. Kat soon felt her heart pounding back to life, but her stomach twisting in nerves.

"Why did you do it?", he asked with a hallowed voice as he got closer, "why did you leave me when I needed you the most?"

"F-Fred-…I was going to see you again, but I needed to do this"

"Why couldn't you at least tell me? I could have gone with you. They killed my brother.", Kat's heart stopped and she felt it shattering when her mind flashed that awful memory, "and what if something had happened to you? How would I know?"

"…It's done, Fred and I'm alright."

"I'm not. And you left me when I needed you the most…", Kat lowered her head, dropping tears, knowing what she did was selfish for him, "and I know you needed me too", her head looked up again to face him, "you just left…minutes after…it happened…not even a goodbye…I went insane looking for you. I thought you had jumped off the bridged, Katherine!"

Kat just gave a step back, feeling worse than ever.

"I wasn't thinking…at the moment I just wanted them to pay for what they did…they almost killed you too."

"But they didn't. I was still there and we could have helped each other out…do you know what is like not having anyone around that could understand me? You would. Not Harry, not Ron, not Hermione, no one from my family could understand me more than you in this."

"…I'm…I'm sorry-"

"Now you're sorry…that's all you have to say?", he was not just inches from her

"…I knew I couldn't stay, Fred. Not after that. Not because I wanted them dead, but also because I had a live image of George beside me, yes I had you, but I still felt that emptiness. I was going to drive myself mad if I stayed. I wanted a break. The war was won, but I fell apart. It wasn't fair that after all I went trough I lost one of the most important person in my life. I wanted to take it in, be with myself, I wanted to learn how to deal with it, I wanted to-"

"Run away again…", he interrupted her, "same old Katherine.", she didn't respond to that, "so? Did you ever even thought about coming back? Did you even check on me? Or any of us? Hermione, Hermione was destroyed, crying in the Burrow, Harry and Ron weren't too happy either. Harry felt guilty for not stopping you. Even Kurt showed up every day to see if he saw you…then he said he couldn't reach you from the locket…it meant it was broken."

"…I broke it so he wouldn't reach me…and I didn't checked on you, I didn't want to before I was done with this 'cause then I might see something I wouldn't like, like you suffering…"

"So it was better to just erase me from your life. Throw away everything we went trough."

"It's not like I forgot about you, or any of the others. You were on my mind 24/7. I haven't been able to sleep well trying to figure out how to even go back, what would I say. I know it's not the first time I do this, I don't expect a welcome party.", she stop to take a deep breath and a few more tears dropped, "….again, I'm sorry…I wasn't thinking…I know you were as bad as I was, or even worse since he was your brother…I just couldn't stay there…"

There was a silence. He didn't respond, he didn't know what else to say. It really hurts him to hear her say that and to see her this way. He knew she was messed up, he was too.

"Katy…", he whispered, making her raise her head again and she took it in his hands, "I love you", he whispered again after his forehead touched hers, "please…please…stay with me, I need you…", he kept his begging whispers and she was breaking, "you can finally rest from all of this…I know it hurts you, but…we'll get trough this together…just stay with me. I don't mind waiting for a full recovery as long as you're with me."

His lips brushed hers and hers trembled, longing for his touch.

"I still love you", he whispered again

"…I love you too.", she answered too, with a breaking voice

His lips trembled into a half smile as they got closer and crashed with hers, making both hearts come to life again. Her hands went to his neck and she felt her knees went weak, feeling his skin again. Their foreheads touched again after the kiss and they stayed close, crashing breaths and recovering from the argument. After Fred got the tent down and everything on her bag so she wouldn't do anything. Then he took his hand and both apparated from there and appeared in front of the Burrow. Fred looked at her as she looked over it and her eyes reflected the lights coming out of the windows. He started to walk first, pulling her into the house. They went inside and the sound of people talking rang in her ears, familiar voices. Her lips formed a small smile as she heard the Weasleys, along with Harry and Hermione. Fred told her to wait while he walked to the dinning room and the voices started to fade, along with her smile, worried and nervous. Fred peek out and called her in a whisper. She slowly walked to him and he offered his hand, which she took quickly and held it tight. She entered the room, filling a tension on her and the stares were already staring at her. Not happy, but relief she was alright. She looked at Fred, not knowing what to say, he didn't either, but he tighten the grip on his hand to let her know he was with her. Hermione took a deep breath as she got up and went to her, mad. As if she was going to start yelling.

"You…you really…", she said shaking her head and closed her eyes a few times

Kat just lowered her head, expecting the screams to come, but she just heard a sigh and when she looked back to her old friend, she was about to cry. Hermione's arms went around her neck, surprising her. Fred let go of her hand so she could hug back, and hesitating she did. After Harry hugged her pretty quick, but didn't say anything, just gave her one of his comforting smiles. Ron followed, with his friendly smile too. Molly wasn't far behind, she gave her a tight hug, filled with warmth. After came Arthur and Percy. Her eyes couldn't help then falling on the two empty chairs, she knew one was going to be full when Fred sat, but one was going to always be empty. Fred did all the talking for her so she would give herself a rest, some weren't happy for what she did, and they only heard she killed her parents, not how. But after they agreed with Fred, that it was all over now for her and that she meant well, in her way.

"Now, did you eat?", Fred asked, concerned as he turned to her and grabbed her face.

"Yes", she said, nodding

"Alright, I want you to take a long, hot, good, bath, I'll give all the clothes to mum so she can wash them and check on everything else; I'll give you a clothes of mine, and then you're heading to bed so you can finally rest, Katy"

Kat just nodded again and he kissed her forehead. He gave her messenger bag to Molly and then took her upstairs to the bathroom, when she took off her clothes, not caring if he saw, he took them down stairs to Molly again and then brought her dry clothes, his clothes. When she got out, she put on Fred's dark green long sleeves shirt and black boxers and walked out. He was resting from the wall, already in his pajamas, and he smiled as he saw her, so innocent and fragile. He grabbed her hand and took her to his room, but her legs stopped at the door.

"I-I can't.", she said and Fred just looked at her

"Alright."

He turned around and took her away to Bill's bedroom. They lay down together on the bed and his arms quickly surround her back, burying her in him. Her head rested on his chest and she slowly closed her eyes, hearing his heart beat inside of him. In minutes she fell asleep as he whispered to her and caressed her, on of the things she last heard before she finally drifted away was 'you can finally rest'. The light of the morning sun came in trough the window, shining her body as she slept on her stomach, no one beside her, but over her. Fred was slithering over and his lips touched her cheek.

"Good morning", he said with a smile, making her smile too, still half asleep.

"Morning, Katy"

Her eyes suddenly open, hearing the deeper voice and coming from further. She slowly sat down, looking down as if she was going mad.

"Katy?", Fred asked, getting her chin up

"I…I heard…nothing"

"You heard what?"

She froze again when she heard the familiar voice, the one that sent chills trough her body and made her mind go blank. She looked at Fred and he had a grin on his face. Hesitating, she turned to the side where she heard the voice coming and she even jumped back on her back and covered her mouth. Fred chuckled, but held on to her incase she went bonkers.

"Yeah, it's me", George said, in skin and bones and pajamas, like new, only his ear was still half gone.

"But-but…how?", Kat was about to lose it, "I'm dreaming."

"No", Fred said and she looked at him, "we knew all along where you were, I just took time to look for you. I wanted you to have your time, and so Georgie could also recover…", George got closer to the bed and sat down beside her, making her look at him, like she was seeing a ghost, "Austin is alive too."

"What?", she snapped back, looking to Fred again

"Yes, he actually caught George. He was around the castle, like Kurt and he saw us. He went under the bridge just in case and he caught him. He took him away from the castle to take care of him."

"The wound was bad, but…I lived.", George said and Kat looked at him again, still taking it in

"We found out a bit after you left me to go inside…after we all cried and took care of those who needed it, Austin came with him. You can't imagine how we got…the only sad thing is that we couldn't share it with you.", a silence came over the room and Kat looked down

"Harry then told us, both, that you left…it hurt us, Kat", George added

"I know, I already talked to Fred, I said-"

"Fred, told me…you don't have to explain it all over again", George smiled as his hand caressed her hair, "let's just forget it…it's a chance to start new"

Both looked at her with a smile and she looked at both each time, still trying to take it in. She smiled and ended up looking at Fred, he was going down to kiss her, but a slap went to his chest.

"You made me believe he was dead!", she said and they chuckled, feeling Katy was back to herself

"You're the one that disappeared from thin air", Fred said chuckling

"Yeah, but you knew over a week and you didn't even told me! You could at least have told me!", she kept hitting him and George laughed, "why are you laughing?", she slapped George, "you were alive and you didn't convinced him to tell me!"

"That's what you get for running from us", George said with a chuckled

After hitting them some more they caught her arms and George went for a kiss. She quickly gave in to him, in relief to feel him again after thinking he was gone from her life. Both made her lie down slowly as they hold her and kiss her, she took deep breaths, taking them in and they pressed their bodies closer to her. After a few minutes, both lied on her sides and stared at her as she closed her eyes and took deep breaths, feeling she was alive again. The three of them fell asleep again together, feeling free. Even if the war was over a week ago and they won, they now felt free and that nothing was going to keep them apart now; they made it out of everything together and that's how they were going to continue.

FIN.

I'm thinking on also putting the other ending, but I'm not sure. Maybe I will in a few weeks, if people ask for it.

I really hope you enjoyed it and thank you so much for reading :)