The Sister (Harry Potter/George Weasley) COMPLETED

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The Sister Part XX

One Week Later:

Angel's Point Of View:

Angel's Outfit Below:

I struggle with the last box of my stuff, Ron appearing and attempting to take it from me. Thankfully for everyone, George appears and takes it from Ron effortlessly and carries it away. To not discourage Ron from attempting to help again, I turn to him and  smile.

"Thank you for your help, Ron."

I say, leaving to catch up with George. I see Ron smile shyly from the corner of my eye and it makes me feel better, knowing that I made someone feel good about themselves today. When I get outside, I noticed that all of mine, Harry and Ginny's things have been loaded into the back of a truck bed. Frowning, I make my way over to the car, a man appearing, looking similar to George, Ron and Ginny. Noticing me, George's eyes light up and he gestures me over.

"Angel, this is my older Brother Bill. Bill, this is my Girlfriend and Harry's Sister, Angel."

George introduces us and with a frazzled mind, I take Bill's outstretched hand.

"Jeez, how many siblings do you have?"

I ask, causing George, Bill and even Harry to chuckle, causing me to frown.

"Well, there's Charlie, Bill, Percy, me, Fred, Ron and Ginny."

My eyes had widened at this point and before I could reply, Hermione appears.

"Who'd only have one child, right?"

She teases the older Weasley before the two hug. Harry appears with Ginny and Ron appears from the house.

"Right, that's everything. We should get going."

Harry says as Molly and Arthur appear from the house. I watch as Molly approaches Harry and pulls him into her arms. He happily goes.

"I want you to know that I am blessed to have a future Son-in-law like you and I want you to know that you both always have a home here."

She tells Harry, taking his face into her hands. He smiles at her and nods.

"Thanks, Mum."

She says and Harry follows suit, thanking Molly for all that's she's done. As Harry goes to shake Arthur's hand, Ginny hugs her Mother. Harry squeezes my shoulder on his way to the car. Ginny approaches her Father as Bill kisses his Mother's cheek. Ginny and Bill follow Harry to the car after Bill says goodbye to his Father and I watch as George approaches his Mother and hugs her tightly. 

The Weasley's definitely are an intimate family.

As George goes to shake his Father's hand, Molly approaches me. 

"Oh, dearie. You have been through so much in your short life, but, I'm proud to have gotten the opportunity to welcome you into my home and get to know you. You are nothing like your Father, Angel. You're your Mother, through and through. Hold on to that. Also, thank you for making George so happy. I love you, dearie."

I find my cheeks have gotten wet and before my brain could register my body's actions, I fling myself at Molly and hug her tightly, much to her shock as she gasps. She immediately hugs me back. I pull away and she smiles at me, wiping away my fallen tears before Arthur appears and goes in for a hug. I happily accept. Pulling away and smile at both of them before turning and taking George's outstretched hand and let him lead me away. Before I get into the car, I turn back to the couple, now wrapped in each others arms and nod.

"Thank you for everything."

I say and Molly begins to cry lightly while Arthur smiles and comforts his Wife. I get into the car and George shuts the door before going around to the other side and getting in beside me.

Bill pulls out of The Burrow grounds and I watch the house fade away as we move. The Burrow was my first ever home, one that I felt safe and happy in. Hopefully, living with George makes me feel the same way.

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Bill dropped us off first, and I was so wrapped up in my own mind that I never said goodbye to Harry and hadn't noticed until I got into George's- I mean, our flat.

"Welcome home, sweetie."

George says, kissing my temple and I smile at him and nod in thanks.

A year ago, I was sleeping on an uncomfortable 'bed', barely being fed, having to sleep with one eye open. Then, I was isolated in the house that my Dad killed my Mum and Step-Dad in, and now, I'm in a relationship, I have friends, family and a home to call my own.

I may be the Daughter of Voldemort, but, those around me have never held him over me, even though, literally, he's inside of me. For that, I will be forever thankful.

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