Chosen ~ a George Weasley love story (BOOK 1) *complete*

XXV

I followed them and down the steps.

"Fred, please." Molly quietly said.

"Oh come on!" Fred argued.

"George, go back to her." Molly said.

"Let them be alone!" Molly hissed to Fred.

I quickly darted up the stairs and stood on the middle of the stairs. Not at the bottom.

I was pretending to come back down as George was rushing up.

He smiled at me. And it made me melt inside...

"I was just coming to look for you." I smiled.

"Eh, don't worry bout what just happened, alright?" He asked as he rubbed my arm and we walked up the steps.

We walked back into the twins' room and back to the balcony.

"You know, I've wanted to do that kiss for a long while now." He grinned.

"Me too."

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"Since when?"

"Mmmmm...I think third year. Maybe second."

"Mine was first." He smirked.

I smiled sweetly at him.

We stared in each others eyes. It was like communicating without words. I stood up and immediately wrapped my arms around him. He held me close to him as if I was going to run away and he rested his chin on top of my head and slowly rocked back and forth.

I yawned and let my eyes flutter shut.

"Tired?" He asked.

"Exhausted." I whispered.

"Wanna sleep in my bed tonight?" He asked.

"I should go in Gin's room." I said as I looked up at him.

He nodded.

"Well, before you go..."

"Yeah?"

"Would you maybe want to um...maybe...be my girlfriend?" He asked.

I smiled.

"That's all I've ever wanted to be since third year." I whispered.

He looked like he could have cried of happiness. He placed his thumb on my chin and lifted my head. He slowly leaned in and our lips slowly met. A slow a soft kiss is what it became, but then about three soft and slow pecks were exchanged.

"Goodnight." I said with a soft smile as he let go of me.

"Goodnight. If you need anything wake me, alright?" He asked.

"Okay. Thank you." I smiled as I slowly made my way out.

~*~

I was standing in a living room. Full of colors and photos hanging on the wall. I looked around. Where was I? I walked and looked at the pictures. They were all of me and the twins and some with Hazel and Trent or Lee.

The door to the mysterious house opened. A taller and more charming and older version of George walked in with a smile.

"Hi, honey." He said as he closed the door behind him.

Honey?

"H-hi..!" I said as George took his coat off and set his brief case with the letters WW on it down on the circular table.

He walked over to me and wrapped his strong and big arms around my waist.

He pecked my lips and smiled down at me.

"Have a good day?" He asked.

"Um?"

"How's he?" He asked.

"Wh-who?"

He laughed.

"Very funny, Wil." He grinned and laughed as he walked down the hall of the flat, and into another room.

"Hello, my son." He said from the other room.

I widen my eyes.

I followed George and peeked my head in the room where George was holding in his arms a little baby in a soft blue zipper suit.

When did she marry George? When did they have a child?

"He's not a monsterbook, Wil." George chuckled.

I laughed and walked in. I looked down at the baby boy and smiled.

George sighed.

"I wish Fred was here..." George said.

"Call him." I said.

He looked at me.

"What?"

"Call him!" I repeated.

"Yes, let me call him." He sarcastically said as he handed me the baby and looked up at the ceiling.

"Fred! Come down here! Okay?" He called.

I scrunched my eyebrows.

"George, why are you doing that?"

He looked at me.

"Very funny." He snapped.

"George! I'm sorry, but...I think I ate something funny." I lied.

He huffed and closed his eyes tight.

"Remember the battle? Fred?" He asked.

I widen my eyes and felt my chest tighten up.

"Wh-I-huh?"

He looked at me.

He forced a smile.

"But I still have you. And little Freddie." He smiled down at the child.

I slightly opened my mouth.

Fred died.

No.

No!

"G-George, I-when did this battle happen?"

"Remember? May second. At Hogwarts. Don't you remember?" He asked.

There was a banging on the door.

"Take Fred and stay in the nursery." He quietly said as he took his wand out and held it out as he walked to the front door.

I quickly took the child into the baby room and rocked him in my arms.

George screamed and there was a bang.

I widen my eyes and set Fred down in his crib and ran out the door.

I screamed a horror scream as George lied there.

Dead.

I scream cried as I ran back into the baby room and held Fred close to me.

The door to the baby room burst open.

"Avada Kedavra!"

I was hit with a rapid pain. Then it was suddenly gone.