Chapter 1 : Prologue - After the War
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“And with this, we farewell Fred Weasley. A twin, a brother, a son, a friend. You will be missed.”
George stood stiffly beside his twin brother’s grave, reading the carved words over and over with wet eyes.
“You okay, mate?” Neville placed a hand on his shoulder.
George flinched, startled. “Oh. Yeah.” His voice quivered.
“Are you alright, George? You seem out of it today. It must be the nargles.” Luna said in a dreamy voice, pulling him into a hug.
“I’m okay Luna. Don’t worry about me.”
“I remember feeling like this after my mother died. Like nothing, however how good it may be, can make your pain go away.” Luna told George. “But little by little, you’ll feel better George. Fred wouldn’t want you to be like this because of him.”
“Remember, if you need anything, just tell us aye?” Neville reminded.
Hermione gave Ron a light kiss on the cheek and cupped his face.
“Ron. Harry and I are here for you.”
“Won Won!” Lavender and Parvati made their way towards the couple. Hermione rolled her eyes.
“Frodo was a great person…” she gushed as pushed Hermione out of her way and clung to Ron.
“Stop calling him that. And it’s Fred, you idiot!” Hermione corrected through gritted teeth.
“If you are going to call me an idiot, say it to my face.” Lavender hissed.
“I just did. See? Proof right there.”
Seething, Lavender turned back to Ron and stroked his hair.
“Bye Won Won.”
Ron grunted in reply.
Soon, all the guests had gone, leaving The Weasleys, Harry and Hermione alone in the snow covered cemetery.
The Weasley family walked away from Fred’s grave. Mrs Weasley was sobbing; Ginny, wiping her eyes furiously; George, run out of tears to cry and Ron, just staring off into space.
Harry squeezed Hermione’s hand before she sunk to the ground and wiped snowflakes off Fred’s headstone. A single tear burnt a hot trail down her cold cheek.
“Oh Fred.” She sighed.
“We’ll meet you at the Burrow, Mione.”
With that, Harry and the Weasleys disapparated away.
Hermione gave a shaky wave of her wand, and a perfect white rose appeared in her hand. She placed it gently on the grave with a sniffle.
She frowned when she saw a flicker of movement behind the stone. A small white paw appeared from behind the headstone, followed by a twitching nose. Curious silver eyes. It was a ferret.
“Come to remind me of Malfoy at Fred’s funeral?” Hermione sighed. She reached out to pet the shivering animal.
“Well, I suppose Narcissa did save Harry’s life.”
With a squeak, the ferret tentatively shuffled up and placed its paws on Hermione’s knee.
“I know someone like you,” Hermione told the creature.
“He was mean and called me horrid things. He made me feel like I didn’t belong in this world. He made all the wrong choices. But he wasn’t a killer.”
The ferret twitched its pink nose.
“His name is Draco Malfoy, the twitchy little ferret.”
With a weak smile, a scratch behind the ferret’s ears, Hermione stood and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
Hermione disapparated with a small pop.
The ferret also disappeared and a pale blonde man in a black suit replaced it, tears dripping from his metallic eyes. He knelt at Fred’s grave and whispered.
“I’m sorry I was mean. I’m sorry I made her feel that way. I’m sorry I made all the wrong choices.”
A/N: Hey guys! This is my first ever fanfic, hope you liked it! I don't own HP or Frodo off LOTR by the way. Review?! :3
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