Bloody Beautiful-Bloody Love (Book 4-George Weasley Love Story)

Chapter 58

Kat's POV:

************5 weeks after Fred's Funeral- 6 Weeks after Battle of Hogwarts**********

I was sitting across from Scar at the kitchen table, she had brought Dmitri over to visit and I had cooed at my little godson now almost a year old, glad to see him. I had seen Teddy yesterday when I went to visit Andromeda, and was happy that she was doing better. Now though, little Dmitri was asleep in his carrier and Scar felt it was a good time to talk as she sipped her coffee and I drank my chocolate milk.

Donovan had forgiven her rather quickly for lying to him about the battle, though he was still mad at her for the first few days. Scar had talked him down from his anger by telling him everything that she saw happening, and telling him that if she had lost him she would have lost her mind. I think that helped him forgive her quicker, but Vik was still rather displeased with her about not telling him even though she never saw anything bad happening to him at the battles. He'll forgive her one day, I think.

"Things are much better here now Scar, I've been doing great." (K)

" Uhuh sure you are. How have you been really Kat? I know you put on a mask a lot of times, and Aleric told me you weren't doing very well when he visited last week. So please, be honest with me or I'll write Vik I swear I will." (S)

"You don't have to do that Scar, besides I feel like you'd do that just to get back in his good graces. I'm as fine as any of us are right now. I'm making it Scar. I'm.......oh Scar he barely speaks to me anymore." (K)

I felt the façade I had been wearing since Fred's funeral finally fall apart as I sat across from one of my oldest friends. George and I had barely spoken since his funeral and even when we do his answers are harsh or uncaring. I felt my tears turn into sobs as I look back at Scar to tell her how I'm really doing.

"I.....can't take much more Scar.......he barely eats, he doesn't laugh anymore. I'm not sleeping much anymore.......I wake up most nights from nightmares or the......fear that the damned memories cause since they were unbound.........and he's sleeping in a different room.......He doesn't seem to care.......oh Scar......not only have I lost a brother in Fred.........but I'm losing my husband Scar." (K)

"Oh Kat I'm so sorry........just maybe give him more time. I know it's hard but it's hard for all of us that lost someone. Try talking to him again tonight, and if that doesn't work come to me or maybe even Mrs. Weasley." (S)

I nod my head knowing she's right as the tears fall from my eyes, while she helps collect them into the vials. It's been six weeks since we lost Fred and I know George is grieving as we all are for the ones lost but he....he just won't open up to me or let me comfort him. I showed Scar out after another hour of crying together for the ones we lost, before turning towards the staircase of my London apartment. He's refused to step foot in the joke shop and the loft above it, so we were staying here instead.

I climb the stairs being surrounded by the scent of his grief in an instant. It's overwhelming and I'm forced to hold back another rush of tears as I walk towards the room he's been sleeping in. My sense of smell has only increased these past few weeks, and I can't tell if it's because of the events that have happened, my own of dealing with everything, or what it could be. I walk in and see him staring at the wall, while sitting on the bed.

"George....would you like to come have dinner with me downstairs?" (K)

"No." (G)

"George......you can talk to me.......please.......I know you miss him but-" (K)

I smell the anger that rushes out of him before he stands and faces me. I see the anger in his eyes, and it's like I've never seen before even when we broke up while at Hogwarts. He takes a few steps towards me and I see his hands shaking with the anger coursing through him as I step away from him.