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And I just can’t help but think, why you? Why wasn’t it me?
Without thinking I punched the glass, shattering into a million pieces.
A figure sat hunched on a bench not too far away.
Feeling as if this was the only thing I had control over, I bent down and kissed her.
I felt myself sinking further into loneliness.
"We didn’t really plan on it…Fred…going I mean."
I still had a massive hole in my heart, but Luna dulled the throbbing pain of it.
My voice was drowned out by the whistle of the train.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Luna screamed at me before racing up the stairs to her dormitory, in tears.
Since when had I become so heartless?
He lay in the middle of a cold hospital bed.
George didn’t speak the whole time I was explaining. When I got to the part about soul mates his eyes widened.
“There is no need to call me Sir, George, we are practically family.”
He looked down and bit his lip, trying to hold back the tears.
I looked down at Fred’s bed again. His Weasley sweater still lay on the edge. I picked it up, rubbing my finger against the ‘F’. It still smelt like him, the same musky scent. A tear dropped onto the blue fabric.
“I win,” I smirked, squeezing his muscly arms to my stomach, his shirt already off.
I looked around wildly, but no one seemed fazed by my sudden appearance.
I was dying anyway so it shouldn’t matter.
“George,” she said her speech slowing as the antiseptic began to take over her body. “Promise you’ll stay.”
I don’t know how long I sat next to Luna on the bed. I stared at her, willing her to wake up.
In a blink of an eye, I never got to say goodbye
My eyes focused on Hermione. She was standing there in Draco’s arms. It was obvious how in love they were, but I had to tell her.
I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the spell to come; the one that would end it all.
I looked down at my hands, tears blurring my vision as the speech continued.
It isn’t our fault. It’s theirs. It’s all theirs.
“We have to tell her the truth.” I said after a moment. “It wouldn’t be fair to keep something like that from her."
I was marrying the girl of my dreams in just a few short hours, but I still felt empty.
“You know you love me George.” Luna smirked wrapping her arms around my waist.
The pain; the sacrifice of so many people, will live in our hearts forever.
Home is where the heart is.
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