Beloved- George Weasley

Chapter 88

Diana had her wand in her hand, and one around Tonks, trying to block the death eaters attacked for the last twenty minutes. She had managed to hit the broom of one of them, knocking him off it, but there were to many of them. 

"Ron watch out!" Diana shouted, blocking a death eaters curse at him. Ron cursed under his breath, and stunned the closest death eater, the one that had almost grabbed their broom. They all looked at each other before letting go of the broom, and tumbling threw the air. The death eaters were closing in, if they stunned them, they would take all of them. Letting go of the broom, will have the death eaters scrambling. Diana fell through the air, the wind flying through her short hair, she tried not to scream, she didn't want to death eaters to see her scared, but she felt her heart smashing against her rib cage, she was going to land stomach first onto the ground. Diana shut her eyes feeling the protection charm around the house, she felt it letting her in, and shutting right behind her. She wanted to turn her head and see how the death eaters slamming their ugly fists against the wall, but she had no time.

Diana took out her wand, and quickly pointed to the ground, muttering a curse under her breath. It quickly made the ground springy, like a trampoline. Diana, Ron, and Tonks. all slammed into the trampoline and went flying through the air into the only patch of grass that wasn't springy. 

"Good thinking Diana." Tonks grunted, she turned laying on her back, and taking slow deep breaths, putting a hand on her stomach. Diana could hear Ron's ragged breaths, as she shut her own eyes, and started counting back words from 10, to calm her heart and breathing down. 

10

9

8

7-

"GET OFF MY GARDEN!" Someone was shouting, interrupting her counting. She opened her eyes, looking at the corner of her them to see an old lady with a cane.

"Aunt Muriel!" Ron grunted, sitting up, his glasses askew. He fixed his glasses before standing up.

"Aunt Muriel, it's me Ron!" 

"Ron's ginger?" Aunt Muriel shouted, she started waving her cane around, Ron ducked as she aimed for his head.

"Aunt M, I'm Ron! Remember, we told you this? Remember we said we were going to use the Polyjuice potion!" He shouted, jumping back as the cane aimed at his legs. 

"Oh, yeah. That sounds familiar, we'll there a portkey over there-" She pointed at the old rusty silver comb that shimmered in the moonlight. Diana blinked and realized that the comb was not shinning because of the moonlight but because it was about to leave.

"GRAB THE COMB!" She shouted, she grabbed Tonks hand and scrambled towards their feet. The three of them grabbed a side of the comb, the combs bristles dung into Diana's palm but she didn't care. Diana couldn't wait to cuddle up to George tonight after a long bath.

She felt a hook behind her navel, and being quickly lifted on her feet, she could hear Aunt Muriel shouting at them not to come back again if they were going to ruin her grass. Diana felt herself going through space. 

She felt her feet touch the ground, before the three let go of the comb. Diana could barely understand everything that was happening, as she fell to her knees, the Polyjuice potion was starting to wear off. She felt her skin start bubbling, her limbs shrinking, her hair growing longer, changing to its natural blond curls again. The clothes felt baggier, the glasses became blurry. She threw them off before standing on shaky feet and staring at the group around her.

Tonks was in Remus's arms, Hermione was hugging Ron, Harry and Kingsley were next to them, but where was George? "Where's George?" The three of them looked at each other nervously, but Remus spoke up first.

"Diana, what was the first lesson that I taught your class at Hogwarts?" 

"Why the hell do I have to answer that. Where's George?" She asked, 

"Answer the question." 

"Tell me where George is!" Diana shouted again, she stepped closer to them, but Remus narrowed his eyes at her, gripping his wand, his knuckles turning white. 

"Answer the question-" Harry said, but the kitchen door flew open, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley rushed out. All Diana could see was the tears in Mrs. Weasley's eyes, as she brought Ron into a hug. She turned to them, ignoring Remus's demanding gaze.

"Mrs. Weasley-"

"Answer the question!" Remus shouted, pointing his wand at her.

"I'll answer no question until I see George!" Diana shouted, 

"Remus! She's not the one who betrayed us! Calm down!" Mr. Weasley shouted, stepping between Remus and her. She thought she might kill Remus if he doesn't move out of her way and show her where George was.

She ran into the house, pushing past Remus and Tonks. She heard another loud crash near them, but didn't bother to turn around and see who it was. She needed to see George. She walked through the kitchen, before she saw him. There he was with Ginny and Fred next to him, laying on his side on the couch. The side of his face, down his neck, his hands, and his clothes were covered in blood.

"George! What happened?" Diana shouted, she fell on her knees next to him, putting a hand on his chest. George slowly opened his eyes, he smiled once her, putting a bloody hand over hers.

"I'm earless Di."

"Snape struck his ear off." Ginny explained, handing Diana a wet washcloth. 

"I think I look better like this. Who needs two ears? One ear is so much better." George smirked; his eyes still shut. Diana whipped the dried blood on his neck, kissing his forehead.

"You look better with one ear anyway." 

"Yeah, at least now people can tell us apart! They can see that the twin with both ears looks so much more handsome." Fred smirked, he patted George on the head and George groaned, shaking his head.

"Shut up, I know you're jealous of my ear." 

"Ginny, where are the bandages." Diana asked, Ginny opened her mouth but a loud, "Right here!" came from the stairs. Miriam ran down the stairs, plopping them on the couch next to Diana.

"I offered to go find them. Took me twenty minutes but here they are."

"Thank you," Diana said, George let go of Diana's arm before he sat up, and started cleaning more of George's dried up blood. They could hear talking from the kitchen table, but Diana didn't really care what they were saying. Her number one priority was taking care of George. Fred, Ginny, and Miriam went to the kitchen, leaving them alone as she started bandaging up George's head.

"Are you okay?" George whispered to her, his eyes were so dark as he stared at her, sending a delightful shiver down Diana's spine. 

"I am." She recounted everything that happened to them during her mission, telling him all about Aunt Muriel's threats, and the death eater Ron stunned.

"Don't you think that tonight is just a small glimpse of what else is going to happen?" Diana asked him, George pursed his lips, glancing at the kitchen before nodding.

"I do. I think things are going to get a lot worse."

"I do too."

"Next time we do this, I hope I don't lose my nose next time."

"I hope you don't either."

"Why because you won't love me anymore?" George teased, Diana smirked, tying the bandages, before patting George on the cheek.

"No, but I don't think I can be with someone who looks like you-know-who every day."

"Hey! That's evil!" George said, Diana stood up, shrugging, and tossing the bloody cloth and bandages on the table.

"It's true, I'm sorry George but if you have no nose, they'll start calling you you-know-whose son." She kissed him on the forehead, she could joke and laugh tonight but really, she was relieved to have him safe and next to her. She couldn't picture her life without him, she wouldn't.