One day after another

I'm sorry?

Hours on end we spent looking at pictures, it seemed the box was bottomless. Pictures of Remus and I, pictures of Ben and I, and some just of family and friends.

Some pictures there was a man with black hair, it was longer and he was always holding me and smiling or there were the pictures with the dog outside mine or Bens crib.

"Look at this one" Remus said as he handed George and I a picture.

I took the picture out of his hand. On the moving picture there was Myself, Fred, and George outside of a tall house. There were two older boys off to the corner wrestling and they were really into it too.

George and I both smiled at the picture, George letting out a small laugh. Sitting next to him I held the picture in my hand and laid my head down on his shoulder.

"I think you two will like this one a little more" Remus handed George a bigger sized picture. "I'm pretty sure that's you and George but it may be Fred BUT Im 95 percent sure that's George" He said laughing

On the picture there was myself and possibly George sitting next to each other on a couch. A book in both of our hands laughing and looking at each other, I smiled as I looked over at George and kissed him on the cheek but quickly forgetting I was in the room with my father.

"Hey watch it" Remus said laughing while putting some of the pictures back in the box.

George and I laughed as he put his arm around my shoulder holding me close to him.

"So it's official then, these pictures are decent proof and well you technically already know. She can't lie anymore and I'm staying with you this summer. I'm not going back with her" I say standing up setting the pictures I had in my hand back in the box along with the ones that were already in there.

George followed behind me, wrapping his arms around Remus and I. He looked at each of us smiling both of us knowing he wants something.

"What George" I spoke looking up at him and over to Remus.

His smile faded as he also looked at Remus. His face had fallen blank neither Me or George knowing why. George took his arms off the both of us and walked over to the chair and sat down.

Remus leaned down picking up a picture from the floor and standing back up. His eyes darted from me to the picture multiple times, he looked distraught.

"This picture" he mumbled "This was the night your mother left. The last time the Weasleys saw you or Ben. The last time I saw you and Ben. You had on your little blue dress with your plastic princess slippers, Ben wearing his Kenmare Kestrals jersey and his weird little grey sweatpants he refused to take off." He hissed.

He was angry and I don't blame him. Who could honestly? The women he loved left him with both of his children, the night he would've needed her the most. Even if we weren't with him he would've came home to us, the three of us.

Instead when he came home, he was alone. By himself, no one to comfort him, neither of his children to take his mind off of the night before, the mother of his children wasn't even there to tell him he was okay or to tell him his children were okay.

A part of me hated her for that, how could someone be so cold. I may hate my brother but I wouldn't leave him when times got tough, I'd try and help him, Right?

We all stood in silence, our heads hung low. My heart aches knowing that I'm just now going to be able to make memories with my father but sometimes it's better later the sooner.

George cleared his throat beginning to speak. "I'm going to go back to the common room. I'll let you two have some alone time, If or when you come back and you need me I'll be with a Fred in my dorm talking about prank product and that stuff, alright?" He says pointing finger guns in my direction as he leaves the room.