Adele Black: The End

13 Hours

ADELE BLACK: THE END

13 HOURS

I had been sitting on the couch, cuddled into George's side. I breathed in and out, my fears hidden for a small amount of time. The date was May first, and it was around seven at night. I could feel it in my bones; something was coming, and it was coming soon.

"Georgie," I quietly began. "Is everything going to be alright?"

He kissed the top of my head. "I'm sure it will."

I snuggled into his side for a few more minutes before I felt something in my pocket burn.

I jumped, not expecting that sudden jolt of fire. At least it wasn't lava, and my limbs aren't off. Thank the Gods that I am not Anakin Skywalker.

I pulled out the galleon in my pocket; I still carried it around. George pulled out his as well. They were burning, and I knew that it was time.

"It's time, George. I love you," I told him, kissing him on the lips in a hard manner.

"I love you too," he replied, kissing me hard as well.

I took his hand in mine, and we turned on the spot. The familiar feeling of apparition soon came to me.

Before I knew it, I was standing in the Great Hall at Hogwarts.

That didn't make sense... We could only get in if....

The wards are down. Oh no.

I haven't chosen the four people yet.

Short, I know, but it did actually take me a good day or two to write it because I wrote something and then I didn't care for it.

The next chapter will be out soon!