Things Never Last (Threequal to Things Change A George Weasley Love Story)

This Is New

*Blakely's P.O.V* 

We won.

We did it.

We defeated Lord Voldemort.

Everyone was overjoyed.

Except, well, me.

Even now a month after the war has ended, I feel empty.

Empty because I know George is too.

His memories stolen from him. 

Unable to open his eyes from this magic induced comma we have been trying to pull him out of.

One month.

I barely eat.

I hardly sleep.

One month.

I still love him.

I'll always love him.

One month.

And I'll wait a Million more.

*George's P.O.V*

"GEORGE!" 

Mum screeched, letting my name echo though King's Cross.

I walked forward with caution, afraid she found another one of our joke shop toys hidden away.

" This is Blakely Carter, she is in Ronalds year and it's her first time. You mind helping her through the Platform?"

Seeing the small girl for the first time, I gave a sigh of relief. 

"George Weasley, at your service" I stated, grabbing onto her clenched hand. 

I watched as a third person.

A stranger on the outside, looking in on my own dream.

I grabbed the girls things and positioned us in front of the platform.

"What are we going to do? Run through it?" The small girl asked curiously.

"Exactly" 

*Blakely's P.O.V*

"You want to get around? We could go for a walk?" 

I rolled my eyes up to look into Ginny's concerned ones.

"Im ok" I lie.

"We are all really worried about you" Sitting down next to me on the floor, Ginny grabs my hand.

Ive heard the same speech from Harry, Ron, Fred, Mrs. Weasley, even Percy but never Ginny.

This is new.

"Save it Ginny, I know what you are going to say and I don't want to hear it" I snap, taking back my hand. "Im not ready"

Shooting up to her feet, I am shocked by the sudden action.

"You will never be ready if you just keep sulking in here! Sleeping in his bed! Wearing his old clothes! Shutting everyone out isnt helping him, Blakely, and it certainly isnt helping you. He will wake up and remember how much he loves you because George could never forget that." She screamed. 

My jaw dropped.

She was right, so right, I couldnt ever argue.

Standing up, I smile for the firt time in what feels like forever.

"You make some very valid points and im not just saying that because I am afraid of you"

(2 Weeks Later)