I woke up again with sweats covered my body. Was it a dream? Was it happening in my head? what happened? why can't I remember anything? I checked the time and got ready to work. The whole time I kept thinking about the strange dream. But the problem is I can't remember a single about it. But I have this urge to meet my mum and my family. So that is what I did. During my lunch break, I temporarily close my shop and apparated to the burrow.
Once I got there, I stood outside on the lawn and take a look at my home. It's been almost a year that I haven't gone home. I was hesitant at first then I pack up the courage and went inside to look for my mum only to find her in the kitchen making lunch. "Hey, mum". Mum dropped her things and turned around. Her eyes were turning glossy and she covered her mouth with her hand to muffled the gasp. "George. Is it you?" My mum asked in shock. I noted my head and went to hug her. She hugged me back with all of her love. She cupped my face and cried even more. "I missed you so much. How are you. You've gone skinny. have you been eating properly? Oh, merlin! wait till your father comes back from his work"
Just as she said that the front door open and dad, Bill, Fleur, Percy, Ron, and Harry came in. Mum called out to dad "Arthur, looks who's here! In the kitchen!" mom yelled with happiness. Everyone rushed to the kitchen to find me awkwardly standing in the kitchen with mum. "George? Oh my god! George good to see you" my dad hugs me. Once everyone greeted me, telling me how happy to see me again. Mum came behind and run her fingers through my hair. "What happened to your hair?" I chuckle and point my finger at my hair "This mother, is called hair dyed. Muggles have them". Bill came in ruffle my hair "I like it. What do you think honey?" he asked Fleur. "Yes. It's vary magnificent. Do you need any help Molly?" mum said yes and we set the tables for lunch.
We sat down to eat when I realize the seat beside me is empty. It was Fred's one. I gave a sad smile and start eating my food. It's quite nice to be at home after a long time. it did it felt good? Why do I feel that? After lunch, I excuse myself, biting them bye and apparated back to the shop. I was about to flip the sign but pause when I saw some movers moving something in the shop across mine. Someone is opening a shop, I guess. I flipped the sign to 'open' and continued my job. Costumers rush back in like always buying joke items. I was in deep thoughts when a customer called for me. "Coming!".
After a long day, I finally took a shower and went to bed only to find myself struggling to sleep. I got up to have one of my deep thoughts again. like 'is it time to move on with my twin's death' why am I having this though. Ever since that dream that I can't remember anything. Maybe I should go to therapy. Who am I kidding, I can't! My social anxiety is the peak of God knows what. baby steps George, baby steps. I looked around till my eyes landed on the apartment in front of the room that was moved in this afternoon. The lights were on and someone was inside arranging their stuff. I didn't bother and let it slide. I flick my wand to close the blinds and tried sleeping again.
The next day Lee and Ange came to the shop to give me some pastries. "Hey, grumpy. Guess what?" without looking I replied to them "what?". Lee laughs and shows me the pastries. "There is a new bakery shop open in the froth of you. Did you notice?" I gave them a note while continuing my calculations. "Yeah, I notice them moving in. I didn't know they were a bakery," I replied bluntly. "Well, not just that" Ange sequels. Weird. When did she start to squeal?
"They have the best pastries I have ever had and they did it in a muggle way. The owner made them without magic." I smiled at them and they sat down in front of me. they hand me the puff pastries. I look at it curiously. "I reckon it's not a big deal," I spoke. Lee shakes his head and laughs "you reckon the wrong thing mate, try them". I took a bite of the puff and froze. The taste is like nothing I can describe. It's more than delicious, it's flavorful, it has the right amount of butter in it, it's just perfect. "merlin's beard. That is good" Ange clapped her hand "see we told you. now eat up. That is for you." After a few small talks, I finally wanted to open up to them about my mysterious dream.
"Hey, guys. Do you ever had a dream that you can't remember?" they looked at me with a puzzled look them Lee replied, "well don't we all". I shrugged my shoulder then replied. "I don't know. I had this dream and I can't remember it but it had an effect that made me do stuff." their faces changed into worries so I continued "like yesterday I had this urge to meet my parents and without thinking I meet them to have lunch yesterday." They were surprised to hear that before they could talk, I cut them "And then I have these thoughts of maybe, I don't know. Try therapy or try to live my life. But I'm just..." I pause for a moment and took a deep breath. "I feel scared and guilty.
I feel like I'm betraying Fred by being happy but at the same time, if I don't live my life, I feel like I'm betraying him more. Guys, I don't know what to do." they both stood up and came by my side. Ange hugged me while Lee smooths my hair. I just realize I open up to them. What is wrong with me? "Shh... Hey, it's ok. We will figure it out. Baby steps. OK." Ange consoles me. Lee on the other hand still smoothing my hair. "We are always here for you when you want to talk alright? whenever you're ready, we will take you to a therapist ok?" I nodded. After a few minutes, we went back to our normal conversation. Then they left living me to do my work. It felt nice to do talk to them like that after a year of grieve. I felt, less. Hallow?
The day was almost done and I was about to close my shop when I heard the shop door open. since there was no customer, I went to greet them. I saw them looking at the Amortentia potions while holding a basket. I approach them with a smile that I have to put on to a customer. "Hello, welcome to the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. How may I help you young lady." she got straddled that she dropped the bottle of Amortentia and broke it. She gasped.
Well, there goes another mess. I was about to give her a piece of my mind then stopped to see how scared she looks. She was shaking. I didn't have the heart to yell at her now that she looked terrified. "I'm sorry. I will replace it. Blaimy I'm so clumsy". she rambles. I dare to say she looks adorable? with a white sundress and half-tied black hair with a bow, brown skin, and doe-like brown eyes. She's pretty. "it's ok darling. No need to panic" while picking up my wand and point at the bottle "reparo" then the bottle of Amortentia. "See. No big deal," I said showing her the bottle. She smiled and I placed back the bottle on the shelf. She looks around the store and her doe eyes were looking at me. She held her hand towards me with a smile" Hi my name is Arya Nair. The owner of the bakery shop across from you. Nice to meet you".
A/N OMGGG NEW CHARACTER. And yes I put my last name for her. heheheh
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