The Confession || George Weasley

Additional Scene 03

(A/N: Double Update for the anniversary. *whoop whoop*. Just as a disclaimer, this is only how I view heaven. Everyone can view it of course differently and not to mention I only showed a part of it. Maybe you'll see more in the future) 

*One shot afterwards*

*A few years later*

*George's Pov*

I wake up due to a little body moving beside me. Cracking an eye open slowly, I see Roxanne smiling at me. I smile too and pull her close to me. Last night she climbed into our bed and made it her bed. Angelina is still sleeping deeply and I don't want to wake her up, so I decide it's better if Roxanne and I go downstairs and make breakfast.

Turning around with her in my arms I sit up and yawn. She mimics me and lets out a chuckle when I meet her expression.

"Come on early bird, let's get some breakfast," I whisper in her ear and stand up with her.

She nods. She knows she has to be quiet, what a smart girl. I really want to say the same about Fred.

"Dad?," he almost shouts from his room when I come out of the bedroom with Roxanne in my arms.

Quickly I close the door behind me and go to his room.

"Mommy's sleeping," Roxanne says in an instant.

"I called Dad and not her," he said.

"Tone," I say amused, trying my best to hide my amusement.

Roxanne pouts and puts her head in my chest. Her curly little hair is a mess and stands into every direction.

"What do you need Fred? Why are you already awake? "I kneel down to him.

"Couldn't sleep any longer," he shrugged. Fred is 6 years and just two years older than Roxi. But even this little time gap, makes a huge difference. I run a hand through his red hair and smile at him.

"What do you have there?"

I let Roxi down who starts to play with some toys that lie around in his room. I know Fred, he is always up to trouble since he is small. I love it. Just don't tell Angie.

"A book. I found it," he looks up at me.

It's an old leather book, filled with photos of old memories. I have put it away some time ago and haven't looked at it in a long time. I even forgot it existed.
"So you found the old photo book?," I say reaching around him and looking through it with him.

Soon Roxi stood by our side, holding onto my arm, looking what we are doing. My eyebrows furrow a bit. How could I have forgotten it? All these people and moments it holds.

"Did I do something wrong?," Fred immediately asks.

"No Freddy," I smile:" You did everything right."

My smile widened when I find the photo of Fred and I with our Christmas sweaters, our first ones.

"Hey!" Fred points at it; "I have the same one!"

"Yes, you have the same one," I rest my chin on his head.

Feeling over all happy about these memories. I never thought I would be happy about them ever again. But I don't cry anymore because it's over, I'm happy because they happened.

"Who's this?," Roxi points at a picture.

"That's your godparent Lee dear"

Her eyes go wide. I think she secretly has a crush on him, because she tends to get a Bush around him.

"He looked weird," Fred says and I laugh.

We go through some pictures, until one certain picture. I smile into the camera and Anne presses a kiss on my cheek, my grin growing wider. I didn't know she would do that, especially not when we took this photo. I forgot I had it in there.