Dramione-A forbidden Love

Chapter 40

So the books are officially ended now. Everything I'll write now happens between the end of the war and the 19 years later chapter by j.k. Rowling. I hope you'll still like it! Love you :)

Hermione's POV

Today was the day I feared for weeks. The funeral of Lupin, Tonks and  Fred.  When I woke up this morning I had the feeling that I wanted to cry or sleep for forever at the same time.
The battle of Hogwarts ended 3 weeks ago. 3 weeks since voldemort and Bellatrix were dead, but also so many loved ones.
I lived at the burrow now, Harry too. My parents were still in Australia. I didn't see Draco since the battle, nor hear anything from him. I had no idea why but I had the feeling that everything between us was over. My head pounded. For a last time I closed my eyes before I stood up. I didn't let the tears coming. I took my clothes and got dressed. I wore a black dress. Nothing spectacularly because I thought it didn't feel right. Nothing should take the spot from lupin or Tonks or fred. Today was to say goodbye.

When I entered the kitchen the same picture as everyday greeted me. Silent people eating their breakfast or reding the newspapers. Today Mrs Weasley, ron, Ginny, and Harry were already there. The life at the burrow changed.
"Good morning" I said when I entered the kitchen. "Morning" everybody answered quietly. I sat down and started to eat. Ron next to me read the daily prophet. "They will start the hearings tomorrow." He said without looking up. Harry turned his head towards him. "Who will have to come?" He asked. I knew he thought about how many death eaters were already dead or escaped. "Dolohov. Yaxley. Oh and Malfoy's father." Was the answer. I looked up. "What about Draco?" I finally asked. I hadn't seen him since 3 weeks and heart nothing. I really thought that all was over. "It seems that your precious little Draco don't need to come." He said with an unfriendly voice. Right, so Ron's still angry. Got it. Now Mrs Weasley finally stopped cleaning the whole kitchen. "Ron!" She said with a loud voice. "Don't be that person! Not today!" At the end her voice broke. She turned around again. Ginny stood up vastly and hugged her. "No mum don't cry. Ron will stop now. Won't you?" She said with a sharp voice and looked at film. "Yeah" he mumbled. "Sorry mum."
A moment later, the door swang open and George entered the kitchen. He wore a black suit and you could see that he cried. He said nothing and only took a piece of bread. Then he hurried back upstairs. An uncomfortable silent entered the room. Finally I stood up and went after George. I had no idea if he wanted to see me but I wanted to try. He needed us right now.

Ginny's POV

The door closed with a loud noise. Harry, ron, mum and I stayed behind when Hermione left the room. It was an awful day for all of us, but especially for George. I just couldn't believe the things that happened. I felt the tears coming back but the moment they left my eyes, Harry was there to hold me. He hold ne in his arms and tried calm me. 'Shh.' He said with a soft voice. "Don't cry sweetheart. The hurt will go away, someday, I swear." I cried even hartder. When I opened my eyes, I saw only Ron with a heartful face expression. My mum was gone. "Do you ever stop thinking about you parents?" I asked Harry. "Or... Sirius?" I looked at him. After a while he shook his head. "No, never. But someday you'll think about them and it will not hurt so much anymore." "But it takes years, doesn't it?" George asked. We turned our heads towards the door. He stood there , behind him Hermione. His face screamed the pain he was suffering. "It will stop hurting." Harry started. "But they will never really leave you." George smiled a bit. "Yeah. But maybe that's good. I don't want to forget Fred.  He was the best. And I miss him so much!" Tears came out of his eyes. And it broke my heart. He was my big brother. He shouldn't cry. He was always so brave. I couldn't remember a time when George cried. I stood up and hugged him. "Don't" I said. For a while we all just stood in the kitchen and cried.
After a while everyone went upstairs and dressed for the ... event. I didn't want to use the word funeral. Harry and I stayed in the kitchen. "Do you really think it'll hurt less?" I asked him. Harry looked at me and then nodded. "Yes a little bit. But I miss my parents everyday and Sirius even more. You can't forget them. But it's like George said. You shouldn't forget them. And free will always be there to watch for his little sister. He smiled a bit but his eyes were sad.