Mrs Weasley (George Weasley)

Chapter 28: the burrow

I woke up the next morning to a loud bang from the living room. George somehow slept through it and I got up to investigate.
"Bloody hell who are you?" I hear a familiar voice ask.
"I could ask you the same thing!" Mattie was here again presumably to make sure I was alright after yesterday.
"Ron?" I say rubbing my eyes.
"Emily!" He smiles and pulls me into a hug.
"He just came out of the fire place!" Mattie said eyes wide.
"Wizarding thing Mattie," he nodded still very shocked.
"I missed you! George do anything stupid?"
"Yeah he forgot her birthday."
"Mattie why do you have to start shit?"
"He did what?" Ron was furious.
"GEORGE FABIAN WEASLEY!" I had never heard Ron scream like that before. He sounded like Molly.
George came out of my room disheveled rubbing his eyes.
"Ron why are you shouting?"
"You forgot your girlfriends birthday? You've almost been together for a year and you forgot her bloody birthday!"
"I didn't tell him," I said the second George's eye flitted to me.
He then looked to Mattie and if could looks could kill we'd have a dead body on our hands.
"Ok yeah I did I feel horrible about it."
"He got me a really amazing gift so he's forgiven."
"What did he get you?" Ron asked. Goddamn he's holding an investigation.
"A map of the stars the night we uhm."
"Oh god did not need to know that."
"Well you asked."
"We've got to go soon," Ron said tilting on his heels.
"I have to say goodbye to everyone-"
"Emily we don't have time. I'll tell you everything when we get to the burrow. I was told to keep a happy face but I can't do it. We have to go."
I looked at Ron to see the fake smile that was on his face completely fade as he said these words. I nodded and gave Mattie a quick hug before climbing into the fire place with my trunk holding my trunk outside of it and shouted, "the burrow!"

I hopped out of the fire place brushing off the black spots on my pajamas since Ron gave me no time to change. Ron follows while George chose to apporate. Footsteps approached us and I saw sad looks on everyone faces except for one. Remus looked like a ghost, not an ounce of emotion on his face.
"What's going on?" George asked before I got the chance.
"Bellatrix killed Sirius," Arthur said a crack in his voice.
I felt tears prick at my eyes. I liked the Sirius the day I met him. I had to grown to love him he told me stories about my parents and the mischief they managed while at school. (Sorry I know this is a SIRIUS moment but I had to include the pun. Now I'm even more sorry for that one.)
I wiped the tear that streamed down my cheek before noticing the tears in the others eyes as well. I approached Remus and his vacant eyes flitted to me. I stood on my tiptoes and brought him into a huge hug. He was in love with Sirius and Sirius was in love with him everyone knew it. He returned the hug gripping me tightly to him. Once we let go he thanked me and I finally saw a hint of sadness in his eyes. Which was better than nothing.
"How's Harry?" I asked.
"He won't leave Ron's room. He lays there all day long," Hermione added.
"Let me speak to him."
"Emily I don't know I think we should let him grieve."
"He needs to grieve but he needs someone to be there while he does. He needs someone who understands."
There wasn't another argument so I headed up the stairs knocking on Ron's door quietly.
"Harry?"
He didn't even flinch when I said his name.
I bent down and sat next to him on the mattress he was laying on.
I put my hand on his shoulder and took a deep breath.
"Harry, Sirius gave me something and he asked me to give it you if anything happened to him. That man is-was some how extremely intuitive apparently. It's in my trunk and when you're ready just ask for it ok? I don't know what it is it's in a wrapped box but I'll keep it safe until you're ready. I know how much Sirius meant to you he became not only a friend but he became your family. He felt like the only family you had left but Harry you have us. You have me, and Hermione, and the Weasleys. If they weren't your family they wouldn't be sitting downstairs thinking of a way to get you off of this mattress. I'll stay here if you want me to just be here. But remember your family Harry use them as motivation to get out of bed. I love you Harry," I squeezed his shoulder lightly and went to get up but he grabbed my hand. I sat back down and he let go. And without saying a word I knew the way he was hurting.
I heard quite footsteps and saw Ron's face peak through the cracked door. He looked at me with question in his eyes and I just nodded. I could see the relief in Ron as I nodded. This was more than any one of us had thought.

I'm alive! I apologize for the absence I've had a lot going on but I'm back and will be finishing up this book soon and starting the sequel!! Thank you for all of the love on this story.