keyjennic
Synopsis
His life was over.
Fred was dead and his life at 20 was over.
Excerpt
“Talk to me, George.”
“There is nothing to talk about. I just really, really miss him.”
“I know. I do too.”
“May I ask you a question?”
“Okay.”
“Why didn’t you come to Hogwarts with Fred?” George looked into her eyes.
Angelina sighed and looked down at her lap. She picked at a piece of lint on her skirt. “He made me promise to not come.” George looked at her. She tilted her eyes up at him. “We were walking back from dinner when we felt our gallions warm up. He must have known something serious was going down.” She closed her eyes and a tear slid down her cheek. “I don’t think I had ever seen him so afraid, George. He grabbed me by the arms and made me promise to not follow him. I waited, I swear I did, But I couldn’t wait any longer. I followed him.” Her tears grew more frequent. “But I was too late.”
Her sobs tore at George’s heart. He scooted closer and pulled her into his arms. He let his tears fall as he comforted her. He smoothed her hair and whispered comforting words in her ear.
When her sobs quieted, he pulled back and went to his bedroom. He opened his nightstand drawer and picked up the box with the ring in it. Quickly he returned to the living room and sat down. Angelina looked at him with her tear stained eyes. Without a word, he placed the box on the coffee table in front of her. He didn’t watch as she opened it.
“What…what is this?”
“That is the ring that Fred was going to give to you that night. He was planning to ask you to marry him.” George sat there, not looking at her. She just sat there. After a minute, she put the box back down on the table and got up and left.
George sat there and let the tears flow down his cheek.
