More Than Heart Could Desire 《 A George Weasley Love Story 》

Chapter # 38 Grimauld Place Twelve

Weeks passed after Cedric's death, but Anna was still grieved. Her fears of loosing her loved ones started haunting her nightmares. She had dreams of Lord Voldemort killing Cedric, her parents, Diana and the Weasleys. But most of the nightmares she had, were about Lord Voldemort killing George right in front of herself, which was the common cause of her sleepless nights.

Today was the day she was going to the headquarters of Order of the Phoenix. She was going there with her parents as they were members of the Order. Today some members of the Order were going
to rescue Harry from the Dursleys'.

Anna was excited beyond measures, as she was going to see George and the other Weasleys after a long time. She had promised George and Fred that she would come to stay with them at the Burrow during summer but her grandma fell ill and she with her parents had to visit her in America.

She was in her room, packing her trunk. She gave Chocolate a bath, then took a shower herself, did her hair and some makeup, a pleasant smile and a faint pink glow never left her pretty face.

"Anna are you and Chocolate ready to go?", Mrs Mcxandra called from downstairs.

"Yes Mum, I'm coming", she left her room with Chocolate, Cotton in her cage and her trunk.
She was wearing a beautiful dress, that gave her a divine look. Her Mum saw her grin, as she ran down the stairs, and smiled pleasantly at her.

"Look at that gorgeous smile of yours. Excited to meet George!", Mrs
Mcxandra said beaming.

"I'm excited to meet everyone Mum", Anna said blushing slightly.

"Really! hmmm..if you say so", Mrs Mcxandra smile playfully.

"Let's go, shall we?", Mr Mcxandra came from his bedroom.

"Yes, we're ready", Anna siad excitedly.
Mr Mcxandra smile at her.

"Alright then", everyone got in the car and Mr Mcxandra drove them to Number Twelve, Grimauld Place.

When they reached there Anna saw Grimauld Place eleven and Grimmauld Place thirteen but didn't find anything like Grimauld Place twelve.

"I think you drove us somewhere wrong Dad", Anna said narrowing her eyebrows.

Her Dad smiled faintly. "I need you to do one thing. Think about the name of the place", Mr Mcxandra said.

Anna thought, and no sooner had she reached the part about number twelve, Grimmauld Place, than a battered door emerged out of nowhere between numbers eleven and thirteen, followed swiftly by dirty walls and grimy windows. It was as though an extra house had inflated, pushing those on either side out of its way. Anna gaped at it. The stereo in number eleven thudded on. Apparently the Muggles inside hadn't even felt anything.

"In you go sweetheart", Mr Mcxandra said. "We'll bring your stuff".

Anna walked up the worn stone steps, staring at the newly materialized door. Its black paint was shabby and scratched. The silver door knocker was in the form of a twisted serpent. There was no keyhole or letterbox. Mr Mcxandra pulled out his wand and tapped the door once. Anna heard many loud, metallic clicks and what sounded like the clatter of a chain. The door creaked open.

Anna stepped in and as soon as she was inside the house, she was engulfed in a bone crushing hug by her boyfriend. It was like he was waiting for her right there for several minutes. She hugged him back with same strength. George picked her up and spun her around.

"Finally, you're here. I was dying to hold you in my arms", George said and put her down.
"How are you beautiful?", George asked.

"I'm fine", Anna replied, grinning ear to ear. It was for the first time since the summer holidays that her smile reached her eyes.