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07/25/2021 06:16 PM 

May 2nd, 1999

May 2nd, 1999



 

In the last year, George mainly kept to himself, finding it hard to be out, with family. Going shopping was hell, every time he found something that amused him, he wanted to show Fred. But sadly Fred wasn’t there to show. He had grown angry, and distant and sometimes found himself lashing out at the smallest of things. He couldn’t be at the shop, that hurt to much. What the worked for, their future, had been resting on their shop and the work they put into it. It didn’t seem right to be there without Fred, but knew he would have to return there.

 

It had been a year since the battle of Hogwarts. A year since George had lost his brother, his twin, his best friend. Everyone seemed to have moved on while remembering Fred. But George? George was having a harder time than everyone else. He is missing his other half, half of what made him who he was. He felt lost.

 

George had barely seen his family, hiding away in his home, where he would rather wallow in pity, afraid to see them, feel their pity. After the first few months, when George couldn’t seem to get out of his depression, he started to see the look of pity coming from his family, who he had been staying with cause he didn’t want to be alone. But he felt better in solitude then he did with company. He could just be alone and not worry about what people would say about him whilst in the other room, or hidden away.

 

Today was one of the hardest days George had come across (Besides the day Fred died). Today the Weasley’s and friends and family would be gathering together. There had been many get togethers through out the year, but today was the day that the final battle ended, today was the day that Fred died on, a year ago.

 

As George stood outside the gate of the Burrow looking in, he couldn’t get his feet to move. He didn’t want to be here, not today of all days. But he knew it was better to spend the day with his family, the people he cared about. “I feel like everyone’s miles away from me” George said as he just stood there, watching as his mother, father, brothers, sister and Harry bustled about in the front of the house.

 

“Well it wouldn’t feel that way if you didn’t push every one away” Hermione said as she approached him, making him jump about a foot in the air.

 

“Bloody hell, Hermione. Don’t scare me like that” George said as he crossed his arms. But he knew she was right, he just didn’t want to admit it. Admitting it would make all the more true. He couldn’t have that, not today.

 

“George” Hermione said softly. “Every one misses you, they all care about you” She said as she extended a hand and placed it on his shoulder, or at least attempted to but George pulled away, not wanting to be touched. “Please come in, they all want to see you” She had missed him to. Being busy with her own life, she didn’t get the chance to visit, but every available chance she got, she was over at the Burrow. “I miss you too” She added.

 

George couldn’t look at her “Why does it matter anyways? They all will look at me with the same look like every other time, I can’t stand it. I can’t stand the fact that they all seem to tiptoe around me and my feelings” I feel like everyone’s miles away from me echoed around his head. Now that he said it out loud, that’s all he could think off.

 

“You have to let people back in” Hermione said as she tried to approach him. “This isn’t good or healthy for you. You need your family”

 

George finally looked at her. “Why?! They’ve all moved on. They don’t care that he’s gone!” He cried out, making Hermione flinch back. “They all go on like normal, that nothing is wrong!!” Once again he was angry, he couldn’t help the out burst, he just bursted. Shaking, he left, heading in no where particular, leaving Hermione by the gate.

"Fred wouldn't have wanted thise" Hermione called after him, knowing it was better to leave him alone after an outburst, even a small one like what just happened. She just wished that he would let people back in.

Out George didn't want, or like, was being told what Fred would or wouldn't want. He knew that Fred wouldn't want this, but was having a hard time still. And today of all days was going to particularly hard. He just wished that the day was over. He hoped one day he could think of Fred without being depressed.


 

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