Why did you leave? Harry Potter FanFic

The Graveyard.

When George found Fred's grave, he bent over it, holding the stone like it was his lifeline. Fred had been his lifeline. Images of the two of them laughing flew around George's head making him feel dizzy. "George?" someone said. George jumped away from the grave stone, wiping his eyes. "George, I know that's you.”

"Hermione?”

"George?”

"What are you doing here?”

"Looking for you. Mrs Weasley is running around the house... And, well. I figured you slipped out." Hermione laughed. She moved towards him. "Hermione, I'm OK." George mutterd feebly. Hermione laughed again, shaking her head."No, you're not. None of us are, but none of us knew him like you." She suddenly stopped, and burst into tears herself. George put an arm around her shoulder."Oh, I'm so sorry! It's just, he was like a brother to me. You both are. Those two brothers you can't get rid of." she laughed shakily."Yeah. You're our little sister. Little Hermione Weasley." George laughed, and Hermione was giggling."We should go now." Hermione said softly. "Your mum will blow up if we're gone any longer.”

"Yeah, good point.”

"C'mon." Hermione outstretched her hand, and George took it. They walked silently back to Grimuland Place. When they came in the door there was a collective sigh of relief."Where have you two been?" Mrs Weasley was screaming.

George smirked slightly. 

"Graveyard." he said simply. This wiped the smirk off his face instantly. He blinked back some tears. He notcied Ron glaring at him. He tilted his head on one side, confused. Ron's eyes were fixed on George and Hermione's hands. They were still holding hands. Hermione seemed to notice this, because they both jumped away from each other at the same time. Harry winked at George, and Ginny walked over to Hermione.

"We're going to bed, night mum." Ginny announced. "Night Harry." she planted a kiss on his cheek, going pink. Hermione got a hug from both Harry and George.

 "Where's Ronald?" she asked. Everyone shrugged.

 "Oh, well. I'll find him. G'night!" she skipped out with Ginny.

"I'm here, you idiots. Never left." Ron appeared in an armchair. Harry suddenly jumped off the sofa, and gave a hasty "Goodnight." and ran up the stairs leaving George alone with Ron.

"What? Cat got your tounge?" Ron spat at him.

"What the Hell do you mean?" George retorted.

"Could ask you the sma ebloody thing. Hands off her! She's mine!" Ron roared. The whole house was now listening to their argument. George laughed. A hollow laugh.

"Hermione? Really, Ron? You think we... Really?" George was laughing.

"She was looking for you! SHE WANTED TO BE ALONE WITH YOU! SHE HAS ALWAYS PREFEERD YOU AND FRED TO ME, HOW DO YOU THINK THAT FEELS?" Ron was shouting himself hoarse now.

"Ron, be reasonable-"

"I WON'T BE REASONABLE! IT'S ABOUT TIME SOMEONE REALISED I AM NOT FRED! I AM NOT CHARLIE, R BILL, OR PERCY, I'M NOT YOU! I AM RONADL BILLIUS WEASLEY, I HAVE MY OWN NAME! MY OWN LIFE! AND THE ONE PERSON I LIKE, PREFERS MY DEAD BROTHER AND HIS RETARDED TWIN!" Ron was panting. Hermione had gotten out of bed, and was sitting on the staircase, watching everything.  George was fuming. 

"What did you say? WHAT DID YOU SAY?" George rarely got angry, unlike Ron.

"I... I- I didn't mean.. I just meant..."

"TELL ME AGAIN WHAT YOU SAID! SOMETHIGN ABOUT ME BROTHER? WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT ME? THAT I AM RETARDED?" George bellowed. Ron was shaking with fear now.

"I didn't mean... I just got... Didn't mean anything... Being stupid..." Ron whimperd. Georged sneered at him.

"You cringing piece of filth. Insult me again. Go on, just say what you said. To my face."

"I... Said you are retared-" 

WHAM!

"GEORGE! I SAW THAT!" Mrs Weasley screamed.

"I don't care. I'm getting out of here. Tonight." George announced, angrily. "I ca't be around him." he pointed at Ron. "I'll go with Bill and Fleur, sit low until I can find my own place." 

"Hey, mate, think about it for a second. Why not just sit low here until you find yourself a place?" Harry said. George shook his head.

"No, I've been thinking about it for a while, me and Fred picked this appartment. I'll go rent it out. If you want to blame anyone, blame Ronald." George then marched out of the house. 

"GEORGE! GEORGE, COME BACK!" mrs Weasley was sobbing into Mr Weasley's arms.

"In theroy, we knew he would leave soon. Ron, your grounded." Mr Weasley sounded so final, that no-one argued. Except Ron.

"Why the bloody Hell am I being grounded, he punched me!"

"It isn't that, you insulted Fred and George in one sentence, you deserved what you got." Everyone stared at Mr Weasley. They had never heard him say anythign like this before.