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Random_Me_Ly_ · 12-19-2010, 01:34 PM

NOTE: SPOILER ALERT --->This is a fan-fiction on the life of George Weasley. It starts toward the end of The Battle of Hogwarts. With a huge romance and perilous adventures involved I sincerely hope you enjoy it! Please leave comments, suggestions, and constructive criticism. I hope you enjou.

Now go forth and :read!: Hehe!

Chapter 1

George listened as Voldemort's voice penetrated the walls of the Great Hall explaining how they best use their hour of peace. A Death Eater lay at his feet bleeding from the curse George just hit him with. Half of the students and teachers had gone to collect their dead in as respectful of a way as their current predicament would allow.

George wouldn't admit it but there was a pain that he felt in - well , he wasn't sure - it felt as if it was in his stomach, but the soft agony ran deeper than that, it was in his soul. He suddenly missed Fred horribly. He needed to see his twin and make sure he was okay. George's entire family was within his line of sight except Fred.

Turning his back to the Great Hall entrance he looked at Lee Jordan who was trembling. "I'm alright." Lee said once he saw George's expression. "I just need to calm down a bit."

Nodding in agreement with his best friend's explanation, George sat down on the cold stone floor. His back still turned to the entrance. George was thinking about all the possible things that were going to happen when their hour was up.

Suddenly, a shriek of terror and suffering rent through the Hall's silence. George turned to see his mother screaming and his father catching her as she fell. Following her gaze, George turned his attention to the Great Hall's entrance and saw two men carrying Fred through the opening. George's stomach turned inside out. Shock hit him hard ad he came tumbling down to his knees.

He's hurt. Fred looks different. Something has happened to him. Oh God, let them be able to heal him please!!! All these thoughts ran through George's brain as he watched the two unrecognizable men carry Fred's lifeless body into the row of dead warriors. George screamed in agony but he was unable to hear it.

Unable to stand and walk, he crawled to his twin. George felt as though his soul was being ripped apart. He knelt at his brother's head and stroked his hair. His tear-soaked mother came over and laid her head down and screamed against Fred's cold chest. George laid his forehead against Fred's. Tears tracked down George's face as he screamed and cried. He felt warm arms wrap around his chest and he turned to see Angelina Johnson's face overrun with tears.

"It's okay." She whimpered in George's ear trying to calm him down despite her own hysteria. "Just breathe. I've got you, Georgie. Just breathe."

George used his left hand and grabbed her arm as she held him. As Angelina held him she quietly wept, her face pressed against his shoulder blades. Choking through his tears, George heard Ron and Hermione crying with the other Weasley children though he saw Harry walk back out of the Great Hall.

Voldemort's voice entered the castle once more as he explained how Harry had surrendered out of fright. No he didn't. George thought. He did it for us. All of the Weasleys abandoned their grief and ran outside to verify what they were being told.

Harry lay limp on the ground. Everyone, shocked, had no idea what to do. Whether they should continue to fight or give any. No one had an idea. Neville said something, that was inaudible for George, and ran to Nagini. The Gryffindor sword was in his hands moments later and the serpents head fell to the ground, oozing blood.

The fight commenced once more. George and Lee both attacked Dolohov, slamming his head into the ground. Everything seemed to be moving do fast - too fast perhaps. George saw Bellatrix send a curse flying at Ginny, it barely missed. He pointed his wand at her, but before he could do something his mother started screaming at Bellatrix. Cussing her out horribly and screaming at the top of her lungs, the two started their duel.

"Avada Kedavra!" Molly Weasley screamed.

Bellatrix's body fell to the ground in a loud thud. Voldemort, outraged, screamed and aimed his wand at George's mother. Again George raised his wand to defend her, but a Protego spell formed between Voldemort and Molly before George could do a thing. Harry pulled off his cloak of invisibility and took everyone by surprise. Harry and Voldemort started their verbal tennis match, but George's unchecked emotions prevented him from being lucid enough to pay attention to the words said.

Voldemort raised his wand and sent a curse to Harry. To everyones surprise, however, the curse rebounded and hit Voldemort. The newly made paper white corpse lay in the middle of the Great Hall and the battle was over. Many cheered. People laughed and talked, celebrating their well earned victory. George couldn't bring himself to participate. The hours ran on, the hall cleared out, and George was alone.

*************

I hope that was okay. I can't wait to write more. Chapter two will come soon.

12-19-2010, 01:34 PM	#1 (permalink)
Random_Me_Ly_ Firecrab Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Texas Posts: 984 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alliana Threnton Fourth Year	George Weasley Epilogue - Sa16+ NOTE: SPOILER ALERT --->This is a fan-fiction on the life of George Weasley. It starts toward the end of The Battle of Hogwarts. With a huge romance and perilous adventures involved I sincerely hope you enjoy it! Please leave comments, suggestions, and constructive criticism. I hope you enjou. Now go forth and :read!: Hehe! Chapter 1 George listened as Voldemort's voice penetrated the walls of the Great Hall explaining how they best use their hour of peace. A Death Eater lay at his feet bleeding from the curse George just hit him with. Half of the students and teachers had gone to collect their dead in as respectful of a way as their current predicament would allow. George wouldn't admit it but there was a pain that he felt in - well , he wasn't sure - it felt as if it was in his stomach, but the soft agony ran deeper than that, it was in his soul. He suddenly missed Fred horribly. He needed to see his twin and make sure he was okay. George's entire family was within his line of sight except Fred. Turning his back to the Great Hall entrance he looked at Lee Jordan who was trembling. "I'm alright." Lee said once he saw George's expression. "I just need to calm down a bit." Nodding in agreement with his best friend's explanation, George sat down on the cold stone floor. His back still turned to the entrance. George was thinking about all the possible things that were going to happen when their hour was up. Suddenly, a shriek of terror and suffering rent through the Hall's silence. George turned to see his mother screaming and his father catching her as she fell. Following her gaze, George turned his attention to the Great Hall's entrance and saw two men carrying Fred through the opening. George's stomach turned inside out. Shock hit him hard ad he came tumbling down to his knees. He's hurt. Fred looks different. Something has happened to him. Oh God, let them be able to heal him please!!! All these thoughts ran through George's brain as he watched the two unrecognizable men carry Fred's lifeless body into the row of dead warriors. George screamed in agony but he was unable to hear it. Unable to stand and walk, he crawled to his twin. George felt as though his soul was being ripped apart. He knelt at his brother's head and stroked his hair. His tear-soaked mother came over and laid her head down and screamed against Fred's cold chest. George laid his forehead against Fred's. Tears tracked down George's face as he screamed and cried. He felt warm arms wrap around his chest and he turned to see Angelina Johnson's face overrun with tears. "It's okay." She whimpered in George's ear trying to calm him down despite her own hysteria. "Just breathe. I've got you, Georgie. Just breathe." George used his left hand and grabbed her arm as she held him. As Angelina held him she quietly wept, her face pressed against his shoulder blades. Choking through his tears, George heard Ron and Hermione crying with the other Weasley children though he saw Harry walk back out of the Great Hall. Voldemort's voice entered the castle once more as he explained how Harry had surrendered out of fright. No he didn't. George thought. He did it for us. All of the Weasleys abandoned their grief and ran outside to verify what they were being told. Harry lay limp on the ground. Everyone, shocked, had no idea what to do. Whether they should continue to fight or give any. No one had an idea. Neville said something, that was inaudible for George, and ran to Nagini. The Gryffindor sword was in his hands moments later and the serpents head fell to the ground, oozing blood. The fight commenced once more. George and Lee both attacked Dolohov, slamming his head into the ground. Everything seemed to be moving do fast - too fast perhaps. George saw Bellatrix send a curse flying at Ginny, it barely missed. He pointed his wand at her, but before he could do something his mother started screaming at Bellatrix. Cussing her out horribly and screaming at the top of her lungs, the two started their duel. "Avada Kedavra!" Molly Weasley screamed. Bellatrix's body fell to the ground in a loud thud. Voldemort, outraged, screamed and aimed his wand at George's mother. Again George raised his wand to defend her, but a Protego spell formed between Voldemort and Molly before George could do a thing. Harry pulled off his cloak of invisibility and took everyone by surprise. Harry and Voldemort started their verbal tennis match, but George's unchecked emotions prevented him from being lucid enough to pay attention to the words said. Voldemort raised his wand and sent a curse to Harry. To everyones surprise, however, the curse rebounded and hit Voldemort. The newly made paper white corpse lay in the middle of the Great Hall and the battle was over. Many cheered. People laughed and talked, celebrating their well earned victory. George couldn't bring himself to participate. The hours ran on, the hall cleared out, and George was alone. ************* I hope that was okay. I can't wait to write more. Chapter two will come soon. Last edited by Random_Me_Ly_; 12-21-2010 at 05:18 PM.