Mischievous Glint | George Weasley

Chapter 47

I apparated outside the burrow. Molly came outside and rushed me into the house. I was greeted by everyone in the house. There was Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, Bill, Fleur, Arthur and Mad-Eye Moody, Tonks, Remus and Hagrid. Everyone ready to go and protect our friend Harry.

"Alright now everyone grab your brooms and let's go." Mad-Eye yelled as we got ready.

We landed outside at the Muggle Door and Mad-Eye reached for the door knocked on it. Harry swung it open. I pushed past everyone and hugged Harry then Hermione and Ron came next.

Everyone piled into Harry's empty living room. I stood next to the twins and Ron and Hermione beside me. Harry was being introduced by everyone as they entered.

"Hello, I'm Bill Weasley." Ron's brother greeted Harry as he entered with Fleur. They shook his hand and then joined us.

"We've got to get out of here soon. Potter, you have trace on you cuz you're still underage." Moody explained.

"What's the trace?" Harry asked.

"If you sneeze the Ministry will know who wiles your nose. The point is, we have to use those means of transport the trace can't detect, Brooms, thestrals and the like. We have to go in pairs. That means if anyone is out there waiting for us, and I reckon there will be. They won't know which Harry Potter is the real one."

"What do you mean by real one?" Harry was perplexed.

"I believe you all are familiar with this particular brew." He took out a bottle out of his jacket and showed it to us.

"Yes." I said.

"No, absolutely not." Harry argued.

I rolled my eyes then went behind him ripping some of his hair then handed those to Mad-Eye.

"Ouch!" Harry winced.

Mad-Eye sprinkled the hairs inside the potion.

"Imagine If something goes wrong and we remain scrawny, speaky git forever." Fred spoke up lightening up the mood.

Mad-Eye then passed the drinks to us as everyone took a sip then started to change. Some grew, shrinked or developed then we were supplied with the same clothes and everyone of us changed into them. I used my magic then changed quickly because I didn't want anyone to see any inch of my shame.

"The hell was that?" Ron asked looking amazed.

"That was me... using magic... to change my clothes." I half whispered.

"Knight, since you're burdened with some interesting magic, I want you to use that speed off to the Burrow as fast as you can and alert Mrs. Weasley that everyone is coming. Don't worry for us we'll catch up. And you're pairing with Hermione." Mad-Eye ordered as I nodded.

Everyone gathered outside floating on their brooms with their pair. Hermione climbed behind me in my firebolt which my parents sent me just for in case.

"Be careful, will ya?" I spoke quietly so that only George could hear it.

"Of course, love. You take care of yourself too." He smiled back.

After Moody's count, we all set off flying through the air. My firebolt speeded leaving behind everyone. After a while of speeding on our brooms, what looked like thousand of Death-Eaters erupted from the clouds attacking us profusely. Since Hermione and I were disguised as Harry, we were being attacked. I tried to use my magic but my broom was speeding through the air making me clutch on it so I didn't fall. Hermione covered us as she shot numerous spells back at them. I glanced back and saw we lost everyone else far behind. I leaned more accelerating the speed of my broom and bounded through the protective barrier that surrounded the Burrow. I slowed down letting us get off my broom. We changed back to our original selves. Molly and Ginny rushed outside helping our tired body inside.

"Oh dear, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Molly asked panicking.

I nodded and breathed heavily.

"Where's everyone? And Harry?" Ginny asked as she sat beside us.

"Good to see you too, Ginny. They're on their way. We came first to announce that everyone is coming." I breathed and looked back at the window waiting.

It's been a few minutes since we arrived but there was no sign of anyone else. Then I saw someone arrived. We rushed outside and saw Harry. One by one everyone came. Hermione went to Ron removing his glasses and hugged him. I smiled at Ron as he awkwardly looked at me. I got impatient seeing George hadn't arrived yet. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"He'll be back." Harry side hugged me and Hermione joined my other side.

Suddenly, I saw three figures supporting another. George's head was bleeding on the side.

"George!" I quickly ran to him.

It was dark outside and I only could see his silhouette. I was ecstatic that he was back. I examined the side of his bleeding side. Remus and Harry supported him inside and laid him on the couch. I kneeled on the floor. Molly joined in and brushed her hand on his head. His eyes were closed the whole time. I didn't even realize my chest was tightened. I felt tears gather at the corner of my eyes seeing his half-unconcious state.

"Y/N, do your magic." Fred kneeled next to me.

"Molly where do you keep your wash clothes?" I asked turning to her.

"I'll get it. You stay with him." She got up amd went to bring them.

I placed my hand side of his face as I tried to stop my tears. I placed my index finger gently on the gash of his bleeding ear healing the cut. The blood was still there. Molly was back with some water in a bowl and a wash cloth. I soaked one side of the cloth and started wiping off the blood.

"How are you feeling, Georgie?" Fred asked softly.

"Saint like." His murmur was incoherent.

"Come again." Fred said.

"Saint like. I'm holey fred, get it? I'm holey." He laughed softly to himself as I shook my head.

"All these ear related jokes, and you chose I'm holey? That's pathetic.". Fred let out a small laugh as I continued on cleaning.

"Still reckon I'm the better looking than you."

Bill came in with a look of loss on his.

"Mad eye's dead." Everyone stood in silence.
"Mungdungus took one look at Voldemort and disapparated."

The whole room fell silent once again. But there was still no time to grief for him. Fred eventually got up and went to his bedroom as everyone did the same. I stayed next to George kneeling on the ground right next to the couch. After a few moment of dabbing the side of his face, he slowly opened his eyes and stared at me.

"I told you to be careful." I scolded as he laughed lightly.

"Sorry... thanks for healing me though. It was stinging like shit." He said.

I brushed the tip of my fingers through his hair soothing him.

"Don't thank me... it's what I'll always do." I said as we stared at each other for a second.

"What?" I asked smiling.

"Nothing... just... what did I ever do to deserve you?"

"Eh... I don't know. Making me the manager of your joke shop, perhaps?" I said to cheer him up and succesfully made him chuckle.