Beloved- George Weasley

Chapter 84

George walked them downstairs to his office, a portkey was sitting on his desk. A broken cuckoo clock with the hands stuck on twelve, and the little bird was sprung out of the box, hanging out on its side awkwardly. "This is going to take us to Pairs. I have a friend in the ministry who managed to snag us one." George explained, just as the portkey started ticking.

"Grab on quickly!" He said, they both grabbed hold of the clock. It started ticking louder, and louder, until the clock started shaking, and they felt a hook on there navel. They were lifted off there feet, Diana held George's hand tightly as they started spinning. The room disappearing, and all they could see was a flash of white all around them, until finally there feet touched the ground.  

They were in an empty back-alley way. They let go of the clock, and George pushed it with his foot behind a smelly dumpster.

"Where are we going?" I asked, George smiled, gripping her hand tighter. 

"We can't let this beautiful day go to waste!" They walked out of the dirty alleyway and into the streets of pairs. They couldn't lie and say it smell amazing, but the view was beautiful. The buildings tall buildings, cafes and diners with outside seatings, and flowers everywhere. They could hear the loud traffic, the music, and the people cursing at each other. 

"This is beautiful." Diana whispered. 

"A world where Voldemort can't reach." George nodded, he pulled on Diana's hand making them start walking. 

"Do you think this war is going to end soon?" Diana couldn't help but ask. George pursed lips, thinking, as he watched the streets. 

"I hope so but I don't know when, that's why I wanted us to get out, let us be alone, and have one nice night." George explained, Diana nodded.

"I agree," 

"But let's not talk about that, let's just enjoy the day." He said, lifting there intertwing hands, and kissed her hand. 

"Have you ever seen the Notre-Dane Cathedral?" Diana asked, she could see it, right over all the buildings. 

"No, I haven't have you?" George asked, she shook her head.

"No, but I've always wanted to see it, ever since I read that novel the Hunch Back of Notre Dane, the author, Victor Hugo, saw the tower and was inspired to write it. It's about this man named Quasimodo, he's the bell ringer, and was supposed to be a very deformed man, and he falls in love with this beautiful dancer named Esmeralda. There was a man who had an obsession with her named Frollo. Frollo finds out that Esmeralda was in love with Phoebus, a married man who was having an affair with her. He kills him out of jealousy, and then manages to convict Esmeralda. Esmeralda gets hung, and Quasimodo is so angry he pushes Frollo off of this tower. Then he disappears and when they found him, he was dead, his skeleton entwined with hers." 

They had reached the tower by the time she had finished the story. The tower looked even prettier than she had ever imagined. She looked up at the tower wondering if she could see a hunch back in there like the rumors said it would. 

"That's a really sad story." George said, his hand going from her fingers, to wrap around her waist, pulling her into him.

"It is. There's rumors that you can see the hunch back if you just stare hard enough." 

"Oh...I don't think Fred's up there. We left him back London unfortunately." Diana threw her head back and laughed, her shoulder's shaking. 

"Unfortunately...maybe if we actually go up there then we could find him." 

"Why can't we go up there?" George asked, Diana shook her head, her eyes glued to the cathedral. 

"It's not open to the public right now." 

"Well, it's too bad we don't have some tiny little magic wands to take us anywhere we want right?" George whispered, taking out his wand from his pocket. Diana grabbed his hand shoving the wand in his pocket, looking around in case anyone saw.

"George! Anyone could see!"

"There not going to think twice about a little stick in my pocket." George said, he waited for Diana to let him go before he led her to the back of the cathedral, they looked around making sure no one was around. Once it was all clear, George tucked her underneath his arm, and flicked his wrist. 

They felt themselves being thrown in every direction before there feet landed on solid ground. She opened her eyes and she found herself right on the balcony of the Notre Dane Cathedral. Right where Qasimodo would watch Esmeralda die.

George watched her taking in the beautiful sight, her golden curls were flying all over the place, the sun hitting her face, showing just how delighted she was. Diana's hand's gripped the railing, she leaned over it, leaning on her heels to take in even more. George's hand went around her waist, half of him scared that she was going to get so happy she was going to forget she was leaning so far and just fall off, the other part of him was happy to see her happy. 

"It's beautiful," She whispered,

"It is." George said, but he wasn't staring at the cathedral's view. He kissed her on the head, brought her closer, and rested his chin on the top of his head. They stood there in silence, enjoying the quiet and enjoying the view. Someone was playing music, a piano, somewhere far but they could still hear it even if it was faint.

"Do you want to dance?" He asked her suddenly. She turned our her heels and raised her eyebrows at him. It made George smile. 

"Dance?"

"Yes." He grabbed her hand, walking them to the middle of the balcony. George brought her close, his hands going on her waist, Diana's around his neck. They listened to the music and swayed to the sound. Diana shut her eyes, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. It reminded her of the Yule ball, where she was wearing a similar pink dress, and they had danced all night until there feet begged them to stop.

"HEY!" Someone behind them shouted, making them jump. They turned around, seeing an angry old man with a big belly and balding white hair.

"What are you two doing? No one is supposed to be here!"

"Would you believe me if I said the door was left open?" George asked, the man narrowed his eyes.

"Well, it was worth a try. If you're going to get us in trouble than you better go get my brother. He's in the bathroom just right over there." George pointed to somewhere behind the old man. "And he's been in there a long time. So, I think you might want to go get him first before he does something worse." George said, Diana pursed her lips not to laugh as the man looked horrified.

"There are no bathroom's up here." The man grunted.

"Well, you better go get him. His stomach was hurting." 

"I'm going to get fired." The man cursed under his breath before stalking off to go get George's 'brother.' 

"What are you doing?" Diana whispered, George took out his wand and winked.

"We better get out of here." He grabbed her hand and flicked his wand making them both disappear before the man came back.