Weasley's Girl and The Deathly Hollows

Chapter 8. Proposal

Third Person POV

"Dobby, go to the burrow and get George," Harry said. Dobby nodded and apparated away. A few moments later he returned with a scared looking George who looked around and his eyes landed on Aiden on the couch.

"Aiden..." He mumbled and ran to her. He knelt down in front of the couch and took her still blood covered hand in his and let a single tear roll down his cheek. "What happened?" He asked.

"Lady Bellatrix threw a dagger aiming for me..." Dobby interjected. "She stepped out in front of me like she knew it was going to happen..." He mumbled in disbelief. He had never had someone risk their life to save his. He would be forever indebted to her.

"Is she going to be ok?" George asked.

"I-I don't know..." Bill stated. At this, George pulled Aiden tight in his arms and cried on her. Sobs wracked his body as he poured out everything he had over her. The others in the room left to give them some space as this happened. After a few minutes, George lifted his head and looked at her face. She looked completely content.

"Please don't go..." George mumbled to her. "I need you, I can't do all this without you. When you were gone it tore me up inside because I didn't know if you were even alive anymore. But now I feel like my heart's been ripped out of my chest because I don't know if you are even going to live..." He said and the sobs took him over again. A few minutes after that he lifted his head and wiped away his tears. George held her cheek with his hand, leaned in and kissed her.

"Aiden I love you and I don't know what to do without you..." He said. Right after he said that she began to stir on the couch and her hand moved in his. Shortly after her eyes fluttered open and she saw George's frantic face looking down at her. She reached up a hand and took his cheek it.

"Hey..." She mumbled and George let out a pained chuckle.

Aiden's POV

"Hey," George said back. I smiled and pulled him into a hug. When he pulled back I let go and attempted to sit up. The pain in my stomach screamed at me not to and I fell back on the couch. Right after, George helped me sit up and sat next to me.

"So you had a vision of the elf getting stabbed and decided you needed to instead?" He asked sarcastically but I looked at him seriously.

"He died, or would have. In my vision, he bleeds out in Harry's arms and died... I couldn't let that happen..." I said sadly and didn't realize that everyone was standing behind us until I heard someone awkwardly cough. I turned to see Bill, Fleur, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Luna, Garrick, the goblin still don't know his name..., and Dobby. Dobby looked at me with such sadness but also joy in his eyes.

"You got hurt for... Dobby?" He asked in shock.

"Well, yeah. Couldn't have you die now could I?" I said plainly. "I knew for sure if I didn't do anything that you would die, but there was more chance that I wouldn't if I got hit instead of you." I justified. I saw a tear slip from the elf's eye when I said that.

"No one has ever risked their life for Dobby..." He said. "Thank you, Dobby is in your debt..." He said and I laughed.

"Let's call it even for you breaking us all out of there, ok? I said smiling and he nodded.

A few days later I was up on my feet and able to walk around, but I still wasn't strong enough to apparate yet. Well, at least I thought I was, but everyone else thought I would rip myself apart if I tried. George wouldn't leave my side, but I wasn't complaining. Once we were in the kitchen of the cottage, George and I sitting by the window and Fleur and Bill making us some tea.