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"Harry" George whispered, he had been listening to him since he had arrived at the cemetery seconds after Harry, he felt tears escape his eyes as he heard what the green eyed man said. Running across to him as the boy collapsed in exhaustion he quickly apparated the two of them as he realised Harry was shivering, upon arriving at the only place he knew to go to… the Burrow.
"Mum!" he shouted
"Yes George?" She said coming into the room and gasping
"He was visiting the cemetery and broke down in the rain he's unconscious but shivering like mad."
"Take him upstairs into your room if that's ok, I'll floo Poppy Pomfrey" Molly said as George went upstairs into his and Fred's old room he hadn't been there since a few days after the war when he moved back into his apartment above his shop, placing him on his own bed, he didn't want to touch Fred's.
Poppy came and checked on Harry, giving him a couple of potions too and said he would be fine when he woke. As she left Molly came up and sat on the edge of his bed and looked at George who was in doorway,
"What happened at the party? Ginny came around about 10 minutes before you got here and threw a tantrum before stomping up to her room, now Harry is here unconscious after going to the cemetery." She stuttered at the end as her thoughts quickly flickered to Fred.
"My dear stupid sister has been cheating on Harry, after he found out he went to the cemetery and apologised to F-Fred, Colin, Remus and Dora and then Sirius I think he went to his parents grave before though. He still thinks it's his fault, but hearing everything he said, I actually started crying as well. Anyway it started raining badly and he had collapsed from exhaustion and he was shivering so I brought him here." Looking at his mum she had a mixture of emotions from anger for Ginny, sadness, pain and annoyance at the fact that Harry blamed himself.
"Hey has anyone seen Harry?" they heard Ron shout as he and Hermione arrived back.
"Yes George brought him" Molly said as they headed downstairs to see Ron and Hermione
"Thank you George." Hermione said gently
"Why?"
"Because he would've done something utterly stupid if we hadn't found him." Hermione answered
"He was at the cemetery." George replied
"He still thinks it's his fault doesn't he?" Ron asked
"Isn't it?"
"Harry you should be in bed!" Molly and Hermione exclaimed in unison
"If there had been no war Fred, Colin, Remy, Dora and countless others would still be here, if Dumbledore had just killed me when Voldemort was possessing me in the Ministry of Magic, no one else would've died but me and Voldemort, and before you all say anything Siri's death was most definitely my fault if I hadn't of been an idiot he'd be here, dancing and laughing." Harry said breaking down not realising most of the Weasley family had been listening, nor did he realise Molly pulling him into a hug. Gaining sense Harry pulled away,
"No wonder your daughter cheated on me, I don't deserve anything or anyone-"Before he could continue Hermione slapped him, right across the face.
"Harry James Potter! Shut up! No one blames you, think about it if you hadn't killed Voldemort none of us would be alive. Everyone knew that they might not make it out alive during the battle, everyone knows the cost of war, Fred knew that he could die when he fought for what was right, Dora and Remus both knew that whilst they had little young Teddy at home sleeping they could die and he'd be orphaned. Your parents gave up their lives to save you, Lily Potter's love saved you from the killing curse after your father James Potter told her to take you and run, they could've both left you to be killed by Voldemort but they didn't they died for you, they died for the world. They love you, we love you, out of everyone you have lost the most and gained the least. Forget everything the Dursley's" She spat the name out like a curse "ever said and did to you, you are a brilliant boy, who deserves everything he has been denied. Harry we need you to open up to us, if you bottle it all up, you'll destroy yourself, talk to us we love you you're our family and we are yours." Hermione said gently, towards the end she had taken his hand in hers as he had looked at the ground during the whole speech, but he had begun to shake and when Hermione lifted his head to look at him, she saw that he had broken down and he was crying
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Is all he could mutter, as he curled into a ball and rocked back and forth. Harry felt a potion go down his throat and felt himself going into a peaceful sleep.
"I'll take him to my room" George said picking the light and skinny nineteen-year-old.
Draco will be in the story soon! So will young Teddy!