The Dark Mark (The Girl Who Lived part II)

George's Ending: The Tales of Mr. & Mrs. Weasley

This is kind of like another montage similar to one of Ron's endings. My apologies for it being so long, but I thought it was important to cover a certain part at the beginning that I didn't really cover in the other endings.  - Truly yours, C.S.

After Hogwarts, I moved into the Burrow with the Weasley's. Fred's death left a heavy burden on all of our shoulders. I needed them as much as they needed me. "Scarlet". When Harry called my name, it snapped me back into reality. "Hmm?" Our date that Harry had thoughtfully planned out was coming to an end. We now stood on the porch of the Burrow. It was late and all the lights inside of the Burrow were off. Everyone was most likely asleep at this point. Our voices hushed so as to not wake them. "What did you think of today?" He asked me. He was eager to please. "It was wonderful, Harry. I can't believe that you did all that for me". Harry picked me up sometime in the afternoon, and we went for a lengthy stroll in the park where we came upon a specially decorated area with a picnic basket. By that time, the stars and moon were visible. We sat along the lake on a beach towel on a patch of grass surrounded by trees strung with twinkle lights, eating from a picnic basket filled with my favorite foods. "I'd do anything for you, Scarlet".

He was being sweet again. Something that I loved and hated simultaneously. Some would ask, why I did hate it. But it was because it reminded me of how good he was. How I didn't deserve him. That I'd been lying to him this whole time. I promised myself that after the battle, I'd tell him everything. And so far, I hadn't been able to muster up the courage to say anything. I hated myself for it. "Tonight's the night. I'll tell him now" I thought to myself. "Harry, I need to tell you something". There was no going back. "Really? Well, there's something I need to tell you too. Or rather, something I need to ask you. And I've been waiting all night long". Harry grasped my hands in his. He appeared as though he were going to explode with excitement. His eyes pleaded with me to let him go first. I sighed. "Go on". I said. With each second that elapsed, my courage was whittling away little by little. "I have to admit, that I had ulterior motives. I didn't do this just to impress you. I was hoping that it'd help sway your answer". "Answer to what?" I asked him. " I've been saving up my money from being an Auror. And I've finally got enough to rent an apartment". "But you already have an apartment. Why would you be saving up?" "Scarlet, it's an apartment for two. I want the two of us to move in together". "But Harry..." I trailed off. "I know that it's a big step. That with the step, there's also a lot of risk involved. But we've also been dating for five years now, and I think we're ready. What do you say?" His eyes, were hopeful. Like that of a child on Christmas morning hoping that they would be crossing off items on their Christmas wish list.

I had no valid reason to refuse. But yet at the same time, I had every reason. "Harry.... I-" I was about to tell him when the words got caught in my throat. There was no more sound. Again, I couldn't tell him, and I was beating myself up on the inside. If I couldn't tell him now, then when? When we had moved in together? When I'm walking down the aisle? I needed to tell him, but my mouth had lost the ability to form the correct words."Scarlet, what can I say to convince you? If you're worried about being away from the Weasley's, we'll only be a city away. The drive is less than twenty minutes. I know that you enjoy living here with the Weasley's, but I also know that you have a lot of bad memories here. This could be a new beginning for the both of us. Yes we may be leaving some memories behind, but we can make new ones. Together". The thought of a new beginning appealed to me. Maybe I could leave everything behind. A fresh start. "Alright". I finally agreed. Harry's eyes lit up. "That's wonderful! I never thought I could be happier!" Harry wrapped his arms around my waist, picked me up, and spun me around like couples only did in the movies. When he put me down, I saw how happy the simple word had made him. His face wasn't nearly big enough for his smile. "Now, we just need to get the Weasley's to agree". He said. Just then, the porch light was flicked on and an envelope was slid underneath the door. "Something tells me that all the Weasley's are behind the decision". I said as Harry unsealed the envelope.