Chapter 60: Apart

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A/n: Again, I don't even know what to say. Sorry.
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Mrs Weasley were cooking the dinner and I sat in the kitchen studying my hand.
«What are you looking at dear?» She asked looking over at me.

«My hand..» I muttered while looking at how pale it was.

«You shouldn't think about it. Everyone gets a little pale sometimes» She said trying to comfort me.

«Not this kind of pale..» I said back, now looking up at her.

«It's nothing wrong with you. I think you look very good in... pale» She said smiling.
I smiled back to her. She had put a lot of effort into saying such a nice thing about something that ugly, I had to be nice.

She was being so nice to someone that hurt her son.

«Do you think George would care if it stayed like this forever?» I asked her and suddenly realising who I had just asked that question. «I mean-!... Do you think anyone would.. ehm care?»

She weakly chuckled and came to sit down beside me. She pulled out a stool next to me and took my left hand in hers. «I don't think it matters to him, dear. At least the way he looks at you says he doesn't care» She said smiling at me. It was a loving and kind smile. I didn't think the mother of my ex-boyfriend would be so kind to me.
I smiled back as she stood up and walked over to the counter to finish making the dinner.

I slightly smiled to myself as I sat there fiddling with my fingers and I think Mrs Weasley noticed cause she smiled aswell.

«Why are you smiling?» Sirius asked, walking in to the kitchen. He sat down beside me with a curious face. We had become friends again automaticlly, like parents and kids often did. I think.

«No reason» I answered, still smiling.

«Yes there is» He said raising his left eyebrow.

«No. I'm just smiling. Can't I be happy about seeing dead people everywhere?»

Mrs Weasley smirked at me. I think George had told her about Sirius's 'hate' or not exactly hate for him. He just doesn't like George and I togheter.

Everyone gathered around to table ready for dinner. I sat next to Sirius and next to me sat Ginny. «Switch places with me Ginny...» I heard George whisper to Ginny.

«No. I'm sitting here» She answered back.

«But I want to sit there» George said and pulled the stool out while Ginny sat on it and he pushed her off.

«Stupid git!» She yelled at him. He ignored her and sat down next to me.

«Poor Ginny..» I whispered.

«She deserved it. She always gets what she wants» He replied and placed his hand on my thigh. I blushed slightly and it was easy to notice because I started sweating a bit on my forehead and my pulse exploaded. George smirked at me, but Sirius did not find it amusing.

«Move» He told George.

«Don't move»I turned to look my dad in the eyes. «He didn't do anything»

«Your whole face shows that he did something»

Thanks dad... my face is burning now...

My face felt so warm. It felt like it was going to burn up. «He did nothing» I whispered and grabbed his hand, squeesing it tightly. I felt him brush his thumb over my hand. It only made me blush more and more.

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