"It's okay, my sweet." He rubbed her back encouragingly and started apologising himself. "I'm sorry I haven't been there for you, like I should've been..." he sat next to her, took her hand and held it comfortingly in his.

"Who said they have to know about our relationship?" George said to Joanna. "I know ALL the secrets of that castle, sweetie. There's a thing called the Marauder's Map... I think Harry's father helped write it... I knew that map so well, only Fred would be able to find me if I told him I'd be hiding there. Come to think of it..." He looked up and scratched his chin, "...I don't need to become a Professor. I can just hide out in the Shrieking Shack!" He thought out loud, more to himself than to Joanna.