We sat there for a few minutes after that.
Not talking.
Just enjoyong each others company.
Sitting, thinking and listening.
"We should probably go back now." I say, breaking the silence. Harry nods. "Beofre your mother pulls a search team to look for you." I laugh. "Nah, I think she knows exactly where I am." I say kissing him lightly on the lips before standing up and taking his hand.
We walk in silence back to the great hall, our hands entertwined the entire time.
Several heads looked our way as we walked back into the hall, towards my family, and Fred. I see Ron and Hermione holding hands. I'll ask them about that later, I think while smirking. My mum comes up and gives us both a hug, tears still falling down her cheeks. "Thank goodness you are both alright." She says, her eyes sneaking towards our entwined hands.
I have a feeling that we'll be hearing about that later.
I see George sitting a little while away, his head in his hands. I let to of Harry's hand and go over to him. Behind me I see Harry go talk to Ron and Hermione. I know he wants to be left alone but I can't help it. "George?" I whisper. His head snaps up. His eyes are red and glassy and his skin pale. I put a hand on his shoulder and whisper something into his ear. He gives me a watery grin and stands up, walking over to Angelina Johnson. I feel my lips twitch at the sight.
I know he won't ever heal completly, but maybe things will work out.
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