American Teen [George Weasley Love Story]

They're alive!

I was sitting eating lunch with Bill and Fleur one day when we heard a crack outside. Bill left to go investigate and brought in Hermione, Ron, and Harry, who was carrying a dead Dobby.

"Everyone sit down. I'm going to check you over. You look like you haven't had showers or anything either." I said. I wanted to use my healer training since I haven't been at St. Mungo's in a few months.

"I need to deal with Dobby" Harry said.

"Alright, you go do that. Ron, you take a shower. Hermione, I'll start with you." I commanded.

"I'll make some tea and food for everyone." Bill said. Fleur went to go help him.

I led Hermione over to the couch. There was blood all over her sleeve. "What happened here?"

"Nothing." Hermione lied.

"Hermione, your arm is literally covered in blood. It's obviously not fine." She looked away, afraid to meet my eye. So I rolled up her sleeve and saw for myself. Engraved on her forearm was the word Mudblood.

"Did Bellatrix do this?" I whispered, thinking of my own scars lining my body.

"Yes" her answer was barely audible.

"It's okay, Hermione. Look at me. She did most of this to me too. And yours is still fresh, so I should be able to help it fade a lot." I lifted up my shirt to show her the worst scars across my stomach. Then I went to go gather a vial of the potion I had made for Umbridge's blood quill.

"It won't make it go away, but it will vastly improve the condition it's in. I'm sorry that's the best I can do."

"Thanks, Margaret." I fixed up other minor injuries before telling her to go shower. Then Ron came in and I examined and fixed him.

"Where have you been? What have you been doing?" I asked Ron.

"Dumbledore left Harry a mission before he died. We've been trying to do it. It's been hard; he didn't leave a lot of instruction."

"Of course he didn't. Just left a seventeen year old, then sixteen, to solve everything on their own. Makes perfect sense." I don't know why he does things like that.

Harry then came in and requested we have a funeral for Dobby. I had heard from Ron what Dobby did for them, and it reminded me of what Twinky did for me. So I decided to say a few words.

"Dobby is the embodiment of everything a house-elf can be. He reminds me of a house-elf who saved my life a few years ago. Her name is Twinky. They both put themselves in extreme danger to save those in need. House-elves are constantly underestimated. Personally, I knew Dobby from the kitchens at Hogwarts. He was always happy and willing to help. He died in the most noble way possible, which I think is the most any of use can ask for now a days. thanks to him, everyone knows the true value of a house-elf. But more importantly, he showed the true value of a friend.

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One day, Remus Lupin showed up to tell everyone some good news.

"Tonks had the baby" He started showing everyone a picture.

I shot out of my seat "WHAT! WHEN? WHAT'S ITS NAME?"

"His name is Edward Lupin, but we call him Teddy." The picture was of Tonks holding Teddy. It was adorable. Then I remembered I had something to do. I turned around and promptly slapped Remus across the face.

Everyone fell silent in shock. "What was that for?" he asked me.

"What was that for?" I said in a mocking voice. "That was for abandoning your wife and saying you regretted marrying her. I'm glad you came to your senses, but I told Tonks as she was sobbing into my shoulder that the next time I saw you I would at least slap some common sense into you. You're quite lucky I'm so happy about this child otherwise I'd do a lot worse."