Forever, my love

30. Final Goodbyes.

TW - death.

• Lilac's POV •

Monday rolled around within the blink of an eye. The day i've been dreading had finally arrived. I look in the mirror at the girl who stood in front of me, she looked pale and frightened. The Weasleys were on their way over shortly.

I struggled to get dressed without tearing up, my throat was burning from holding in my tear but i needed to be strong.

A soft knock came from my door.
Dad walked in and tried to crack a smile. He walked over and pulled me in tightly for a hug. He stared into the mirror and smiled.
"Your mother would be so proud of you."

I managed to crack a small smile towards him.

"The Weasleys have arrived." Dad continued before leaving the room.

I placed my black hat on and made my way downstairs, all the Weasleys gathered around the kitchen counter. Molly and Arthur gave their condolences on behalf of everyone. I saw Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione walk in the living room, i walk over and gave them a quick hug.

"I'm so sorry Lilac." Hermione said.

"It happens." I say.

"We are all here for you." Ginny rubbed my arm softly.

I walk into the kitchen and saw Dad talking to Molly and Arthur, George and Fred were standing slightly behind them near the dining table. They give me a big smile as i made my way to them.

"There you are." Fred said as he hugged me.

I put on a smile. "here i am."

George wrapped his hands around my waist, i noticed his right hand was bandaged.

"What happened?" I asked as i pulled his hand away from my waist.

"School stuff." He brushed it off. "How are you feeling love."

"I'm okay." I replied softly. He kissed my forehead softly.

"You got us no matter what, nothing can pull us 3 apart!" Fred said willingly as he came in for another hug. I break free from the hug as i felt a tap on my shoulder.

Dad firmly held my hands. "You ready pumpkin?" He asked anxiously. I nodded and made my way out of the door.

As an 18 year old, i don't understand much about life and death. My mind was spinning uncontrollably as we made it to the memorial service. I look around as i saw hundreds of people that i have never seen before. My mother's death not only affected me, it affected everyone here.

Dad and I made our way to the front row and sat quietly. The memorial began and i heard sniffles and crying all around me, my throat felt congested as i started crying uncontrollably. Dad comforted me before he made his way up to say a few words. My vision was blurry as tears constantly filled my eyes, everything went silent around me i could barely hear what Dad was talking about.

Dad made his way back to his seat.

"And now a few words from the loving and devoted daughter, Lilac." The pastor said.

"Honey, you don't have to do that." Dad interfered as he moved my face to meet his.

"It's okay Dad, i want to." I wiped my tears away as i walk over to the front.

Hundreds of faces stared at me while i began stuttering. I took a moment to find my happy place, I look over at George and Fred who plastered smiles on their faces as soon as our eyes met.