Chapter 41: Hermione's News.

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**Guinevere’s POV**

“Guin, go get some sleep. Let me help you.” Mom tells me trying to take the wash rag from my hand. I quickly yank my hand from her reach.

“That’s alright. I have everything under control.” I say smiling. She sighs but drops it and walks back downstairs.

“You know you really do need sleep, Guin.” Ginny tells me handing over some clean sheets.

“I will get some later. Go tell Fred I need his help changing Charlie’s linen.” I say wiping Charlie’s face with a warm wash cloth. I take off his shirt and pants and proceed with his sponge bath.

“I’m glad you’re the one giving me baths.” Charlie’s light, hoarse voice tells me. I look up at him in shock.

“You’re awake!” I exclaim happily pushing his hair from his sweaty face. He leans his face into my touch before slipping back into unconsciousness. I slump down on the floor beside him and cry, and not just because of the pregnancy hormones. This last week has been a complete nightmare. From the time I have gained my own consciousness I have done nothing but take care of Charlie. The only thing I knew was that he saved me and I owed him; more importantly, I couldn’t hide my feelings for him any longer. While he was away I did nothing but pretend that I had never felt anything for him but somehow in the midst of the battle, he reminded me why I had fallen for him.

“What wrong, Guin?” George asks wrapping an arm around me. I look into his eyes with my tear filled ones.

“You’re talking to me again?” I ask curiously. He smiles and nods.

“I’m sorry, Guin. It’s just--.” He begins but I press my finger to his lips.

“I know.” I whisper. “I can’t deny I have seen visions.”

“Of course.” He laughs. I roll my eyes.

“Where’s Fred?” I ask looking around.

“He opened the shop today. I wanted to be here to talk to you. I think that our friendship has been on hold long enough.” George tells me as a genuine look of happiness spreads across his face.

“I did miss my best friend.” I reply laying my head on his shoulder. He places his head on mine before sighing.

“I missed this.” He says lightly. I silently agree. “You know Charlie’s going to be fine, he just needs time.” George adds trying to comfort me.  I silently nod as I stand up. George quickly helps me.

“I swear you have doubled in size.” George tells me.

“Yea, I know. I don’t think they should be growing so fast.” I say staring curiously at my belly.

“They shouldn’t be.” I hear Hermione say so I turn to see her standing in front of the door. “I came as fast as I could.” She pants.

I look at her curiously; George’s expression mimics mine.

“Elaborate.” George demands. Hermione gasps for breath then begins.

Right when Bellatrix sent that spell that broke Charlie’s back—I heard her mutter a curse. I took me ages to figure out what it was—I came as soon as I was sure—it’s a curse that makes one age ridiculously fast. Instead of cursing you, it cursed the triplets.”

I stare gaze at Hermione with horror filled eyes as George squeezes my hand then runs from the room.

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