Harry Potter Character Oneshots

Coming Home (George Weasley)

It's been two and a half years since the battle, two and a half years since I've refused to leave Romania, until today. Charlie has refused to take no as an answer and now I'm packing up clothes to go stay at the burrow for Christmas. Growing up the burrow was my favorite place, my two favorite people lived there and I spent every summer with them. I met Fred and George on the train when we were first years, and we were conjoined at the hips all throughout school.

After the battle, when all was said and done, I had found out I lost everything. My mum and dad, along with my sister, were killed during the battle. I lost some friends as well, but no one as close to me as Fred. I knew George wasn't going to be the same, but neither was I, so I made the decision and left without a word to anyone. I owled Charlie after making it back to Romania, that I was alive but I couldn't be there anymore. I knew George hated me, no one had to tell me that, I just knew. I left him to grieve on his own without even a word, and I haven't said anything to him since that day. To say I was nervous to go back home was an understatement, Charlie had been convincing me to go home with him since September and he finally broke me down.

We were standing outside of the burrow when I finally spoke up, "Charlie, this is a bad idea."

"Come on Y/n/n, it's been two years. Everyone misses you and mum won't stop asking about you in her letters. She'd kill me if I showed up here without you in tow."

"Does she even know I'm coming?"

"Nope"

I rolled my eyes at his response, taking a deep breath before he opened the door to his home.

"Mum!" He called out, "I've brought a guest with me."

"Charlie, is that you dear?" I heard Molly's voice before I saw her come out of the kitchen. She paused in her step when her eyes landed on me.

I shuffled on my feet a bit before summoning the courage to speak, "Hi Mrs. Weasley" I said quietly.

"Y/n, dear, it's so good to see you" she said with a smile before engulfing me in a hug, which I gratefully returned.

"You two are the first ones here, except for Ginny of course, everyone else should be arriving shortly. Y/n, dear, would you help me in the kitchen?"

"Of course, Mrs. Weasley" I looked back at Charlie, seeing him take our luggage up the steps, I followed Mrs. Weasley into the kitchen to help with dinner.

An hour later, Mrs. Weasley, Charlie, Ginny, and I were talking and laughing about life in Romania when we heard the fireplace ignite. All four of us stepped out of the kitchen to be greeted with the sight of Ron, Hermione, and Harry.

"Y/n?!" Ron said excitedly, before engulfing me in a hug.

"Godric, Ron, it's so good to see you!" I said pulling back from the hug, with unshed tears.

Hermione and Harry gave me hugs next before we started talking about what they've been doing for the past couple of years. Hermione was working in the ministry, while Harry and Ron are training to become auror's, which is no surprise to me. While I got caught up in conversation with the golden trio, the fireplace roared to life again. The person that stepped out was someone I had been wanting to see for years, but the anxiety of everything had me trailing off from the conversation once his eyes settled onto me. George. My heart raced as I saw the shock in his eyes, but the shock soon turned to a guarded anger.

"Brown" he said defensively, I looked down at the ground when he acted so unfamiliar with me. The man I had loved since second year, who had always referred to me by first name, called me by my last name like we were strangers.

The tension in the room was palpable, and everyone was waiting for something to happen. I gathered my courage and spoke quietly, "Hi George." I looked up at him again, but the wall was still up. I stood up, looking at Charlie, I said quietly, "I told you, Charlie, this was a bad idea." I walked out of their living room to go help Mrs. Weasley with the rest of dinner, fighting back tears.