Chapter 2
George stayed next to Fred's body. He couldn't move an inch. The marble floors gleamed beautifully around him, and the sun was shining outside. It should have been a beautiful day.
"The world shouldn't be okay." George sighed through his now calm tears. "It was supposed to stop. Fred's dead." He heard himself say the words, but he couldn't believe them. He became numb.
"All the good memories." He whispered again. "All of the pranks the people."
"Everyone loved him though." Angelina's voice came from behind him. "You can't do this to yourself. You have to let him go. Leave him here and come on."
"No." He snapped.
Normally Angelina would have put him in his place immediately, but he was hurting, she knew that. "Please, George? Your scaring me. Please come with me, you can come back later if you want."
George stood and looked at her. Her face was tear stained and blotchy. So much pain has happened today. He refused to make hers worse. He held his hand out to her, which she happily took.
"C'mon." She whispered and led him out of the Great Hall. They walked to the Gryffindor Common Room hand in hand. Up in the boys dormitory they were alone at last. George broke down again, and Angelina laid him down on a bed. She sat down next to him and took his hand again. "Look at me," she said. "Stop thinking, it'll only hurt more." She leaned down and kissed him, trying to distract him. She had to do something to help him. "George concentrate on me." She whispered in his ear and kissed him again, then moved down to his neck. "C'mon George, focus on me." She whispered against his Adam's apple. George sat up and held her to him. He was going insane moving fast. His body making movements before he could judge them, a sweet release.
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