Story cover for Rules Not To Follow A George Weasley Fanfiction by KarmaTheRealMVP
Rules Not To Follow A George Weasley Fanfiction
  • WpView
    Reads 58
  • WpVote
    Votes 4
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
  • WpHistory
    Time 7m
  • WpView
    Reads 58
  • WpVote
    Votes 4
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
  • WpHistory
    Time 7m
Ongoing, First published Jun 29, 2016
Guilt. Guilt was all that George Weasley felt after the war; the war that ended his best friend's life. He saw the wall crumple about to fall on his twin, but he didn't do anything. Maybe he didn't think that Fred could die, after all they had survived everything up to that point together. He saw the wall fall ending Fred's life, he saw Fred look up to see nothing.

After the war George would barely eat. He wouldn't smile or laugh; the laugh everyone craved to hear. He turned depressed only feeling better when Fred would visit him in his dreams, that is when he wasn't reliving the worst day of his life. George stopped going to work, he stopped living in his flat that he and Fred owned, and he refused to live in their old room. Everyone feared that he would soon just give up on life completely, which George had thought of being selfish enough to do. That was all before Thea. Thea Thompson the girl who saved George's life, but little did George know that he was the one saving her.
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Rules Not To Follow A George Weasley Fanfiction to your library and receive updates
or
#392guilt
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Some day cover
GHOST OF YOU || Fred Weasley cover
The Girl Who Hid | George Weasley cover
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍; george weasley cover
Chaos Ensues - A Fred And George Weasley Story cover
Deafening Silence | George Weasley (COMPLETE) cover
Winter With The Weasley's || George Weasley cover
Methadone - G. Weasley cover
Healing Shadows | Harry x George cover
Tonks and Weasley (George Weasley) cover

Some day

27 parts Complete Mature

I woke up on the hard ground, snow falling all around me, everything seemed perfect, for just those few minutes between dreams and reality, right and wrong, light and dark. I let a smile spread across my face as the flakes fell around us under the cloudy morning light, making everything look like a snow globe. Then I remembered, my brother was gone, with one of my best friends and my brother in law. The whole Weasley family was sleeping in my house because they couldn't go home, and I was cold. I opened my eyes to see George sleeping soundly with his forehead rested against mine, this was one of the few things that plastered that smile right back on my face, one look into his eyes and I can forget all the tears mine have cried. One kiss to his lips took away the memories of the screams mine have held. One embrace could melt away the sadness of the thought that I'll never hug my father again. Because he knew, he knew how broken I was, yet he chose to love my broken pieces anyways, to help me pick them up, to help me keep what was not yet broken protected. And I'd do the same for him any day, and I have, and I'd fight tooth and bone for our love, where as it was scratched and dented, isn't and will never be broken. ~Layers, Some Day Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling