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WAKING UP?

I guess after the war, I was in a stuporific state. The last thing I remember before waking up, was Freddie's funeral. My brothers funeral. I stood on the hogwarts courtyard by myself, looking at the caskets of those that I loved and couldn't even muster up tears.

When I came to I was sitting on a stool in front of a window. I must have been out for a while because as I looked out onto the backyard I saw Hermione and Ron with their hands intertwined. Hermione had a large sparkling stone on her ring finger. It was huge not large. HOLY GUACAMOLE how much did Ron spend on that thing?
I stumbled down the stairs and looked into the hall mirror. What I saw surprised me. A man stood before me, he was largely built, tall but skinny, with a three inch beard. i shrugged this disturbing thought off and continued to the kitchen.

"George!" mum Flung herself on me and began to cry. I collapsed on to the floor from her sudden weight. "Oh my, George! I'm so sorry!"

"Its'll right, mum. I suppose my muscle tone has gone away." I laughed shakily. I sat on a barstool and looked thoughtful. "How long?" I asked.

"Five months dear. I suppose you might have seen the others in the backyard?"I nodded."Ronald and Hermione got married after the funeral." She said the word 'funeral' like it wasn't for her son and friends.

"You aren't bitter?" I asked solemnly.

"Bitter?.Not really dear. Arthur and I lost a son, you lost a brother, but we have to live for them and continue their legacy, we can't live with bitterness and revenge on our minds." Mum held my hand and gave me a warm butter beer. She let go and produced a scroll of parchment from her bosom pocket. "Our freddie left this for us. He had it on his old bunk upstairs. She began to tear up. He wanted you to read it f-first."

I looked down at the parchment and read: ' In case don't make it out alive. For my Partner in Crime first.' i saw the seal brocken as well. the seal had a dolphin and mocking bird on it. Fred and I's patronus.

I stood and gave Mum a long hug. "It's alright, Mummy, you should have read it. Not like I could've anyway." She looked up at me a smiled. "Oh mum! Your eyes look exactly like Fred's!!!!" I commented.

She laughed. "My eyes are nothing compared to you completely." I felt a tear threaten to spill over but just as I was about to choke, Ginny came running in with Harry not far behind. It looked like she had taken Harry's wand. She saw me and shrieked. She flung herself upon me and began to weep into my neck and choke out condolences, though at this point she probably needs them as much as me. Mum left the room to prepare sandwiches. Harry stood behind us grinning like a fool. It seemed he had gotten the wand back. "It's all right, Gin. I'm here, I was never gone." She broke away.

"But you were!!! George, you were gone. Mum took care of you totally. She was the one who dresses you and groomed you." I felt my ears blush a delicate shade of pink.

"Angelina came to check on you every sunday for a few hours. in fact, she should be here any minute." said Harry.

CRACK!!! The loud vibration made us all look around.

"Georgie!!!" There she stood, the beautiful Angelina. The one who had always had such high hopes for me and her. The only girl from Hogwarts who I had never felt anything for.

Angelina rushed forward and planted her lips into firmly into mine and I did the only thing I could... I bit her with all the strength I had. She yanked away and began to cry. I looked at ginny and harry and saw hurt and scandal in Gins eyes and surprise in Harrys.

"Angelina Johnson!!! You promised not to lose it!" Ginny screamed. Her eyes flashed blue.

"Ginny?" came two voices at once. In trooped Hermione and Ron.

" Ah, George, barley conscious and already playing at the ladies man act again." said Ron densely.

"Ron, dear, I really don't think..." began Hermione.

"ITS NOT WHAT IT SEEMS!!! Your right, Mione. Angelina attacked me with her lips!" I roared. I felt hot tears trickling down my cheeks. The conglomeration of waking to this bad dream, mum and the will, Angelina, and seeing Hermione like this, married to my worthless brother, Ron, was taking it's toll. I turned and ran up the stairs.

"No George, not again! Please don't do this again!!!" pleaded Ginny.