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Alrighty, so this is my first go at a fanfic and I hope I don't disappoint. This story adds a character to the Wizarding World. It will stay as close to canon as possible but will have to adjust a bit to the new character. This story also shows a new side to Lupin. The main character is Sirius' daughter and Lupin's Goddaughter, which also brings me to the fact that Lupin wasn't ever homeless or alone... At least not in my story... EVERYTHING in the Wizarding world belongs to the amazing, incredible JK Rowling, except of course the character I invented. The locations, people, etc. are hers and only hers. So, here goes.
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Prologue:
On a dark and misty night, in Surrey, a baby boy was being taken to his Aunt and Uncle’s house. His parents had just been murdered by the greatest evil ever seen, and he was now an orphan. But this is not a story about Harry James Potter, The Boy Who Lived. This story takes place a few hours later, in Shell Cottage, where a baby girl was being transferred to her Godfather’s.
A tabby looking cat with squared markings shaping her eyes stood on the corner of Shell Cottage and Sandy Lane. She had been on that same corner for a little over an hour. Glancing around, she shivered once and then rested her eyes upon a deserted patch of pavement right under a lamppost. After what seemed like ten minutes, there was a flicker of movement from a nearby bush. A man in long dress-robes and a pointed wizard’s hat stepped out into the light and clicked a cigarette lighter look alike. The closest light went out. After clicking it multiple times, the whole street was completely black. In the strange looking man’s other arm was a bundle of pink blankets with the softest sound of heavy breathing. The tabby cat transformed, for a second time that night, into her “human form.”
“Good Evening, Professor Dumbledore,” stated the witch as she walked up to him, her emerald robes billowing out behind her.
“Good Evening, or shall I say morning, Professor McGonagall,” smiled the tall wizard. “Long time, no see,” he chuckled.
“Albus, is it true? Did Sirius really betray them? His best friend, Albus?”
“I’m afraid the truth is not always easily seen, Minerva. We may never know what has truly happened. But, what I do know is that Sirius was found in a street with twelve muggles dead and only a finger left of Peter Pettigrew. He has been taken to Azkaban, and Amelia, going after him, found herself in the crossfire. I don’t know if Sirius will ever be able to forgive himself for that.”
“What will happen to Emily?”
“That, Minerva, is what brings us to another neighborhood tonight. I think it will be best if we take her to her godfather’s house. I think he will want to take her.”
“First Harry and now Emily; what has the world come to?”
“Ahh, Minerva, let’s not dwell upon the unpleasant. Once again, think of what has happened. He is gone, for now at least.”
“So, you don’t think he’s gone for good?”
“Only time can tell. Shall we get her inside?” asked Dumbledore, indicating the pink bundles in his hand.
The witch nodded, and they glided down the street. As they walked, they felt the light breeze linger in the air. The smell of the ocean swirled around them, stinging their nostrils a bit. Staying on the out-skirt of the street, they rounded right before stopping in front of a white cottage with flowers outlining the walk to the door. There was a dim light through one of the upstairs’ windows. Dumbledore and McGonagall made their way to the door, then knocked three times. While they waited, Dumbledore hummed a show tune and McGonagall stared at the baby they were about to hand off. They heard footsteps echo through the house, lights flipping on as they grew louder. The footsteps stopped and a man’s eyes could be seen peeping out the curtain. After realizing whom it was, a mediocre, straggly man with wild hair and deep circles under his green eyes opened the door.
“Albus, Minerva, what brings you to my neck of the woods?” asked the man, eyeing the two. He then noticed the pink blankets. His eyes widened and he nearly choked. “No, it can’t be. There’s been a mistake. Please tell me it’s not that, anything but that. They’re not...”
Albus held up his hand. “Dear boy, we can’t afford to lose you too, please calm down, Remus. Everything will be all right. May we enter?” Albus asked.
The man named Remus motioned for them to enter. After closing the door behind them, he made his way to the living room. Minerva and Albus sat side-by-side on the long couch while Remus took the armchair opposite them. Minerva took the baby girl from Albus’ hands and rocked her gently. Remus leaned his head back against the chair; he looked ghastly. He had turned pale white and was shaking slightly. Opening his eyes, he looked over at the pink blankets where he knew his goddaughter was hiding.
“Remus, we need to talk about a few things,” stated Dumbledore softly, but sternly. Remus nodded so Dumbledore continued. “Sirius was found in the middle of a street with his wand; twelve muggles are dead, but that’s not all. Not only muggles were in that street.” Albus was staring into Remus’ eyes with a sad expression. He felt sorry for Remus Lupin; he was about to tell him that he has lost all of his best friends—James, Peter, and even Sirius in some ways. Remus nodded, as if knowing what was about to be said. “It was believed that Peter Pettigrew searched for Sirius tonight to kill him for his betrayal against James and Lily. All they found of Pettigrew was his finger. Also, Amelia; she heard that Sirius might have been in trouble. She went after him and got blasted in the crossfire. I’m so sorry, Remus, I know this is difficult for you,” Dumbledore continued.
Silence followed after Dumbledore finished. Remus had tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn’t believe it. Prongs was dead. Lily was dead. Wormtail was dead. Amelia was dead. Padfoot was in Azkaban for causing the deaths. Everything was crumbling around him. He let a few tears escape before wiping them off. McGonagall took a tissue from the inside of her robes and sniffled behind it. She, too, was crying. Remus got out of his chair and knelt down in front of Professor McGonagall, looking at his goddaughter intently. A pale pink hand dropped out of the pink bundles, and Remus reached up, putting his forefinger inside it. The little fist closed around Remus’ finger.
“Albus, what happens to Emily?” asked Remus, looking up. He searched the old man’s face.
“She doesn’t have any living grandparents, Remus. She is your goddaughter, so I thought we might give you a chance to take her. If you do not wish to take responsibility, we understand and will take her to an orphanage first thing tomorrow morning,” stated Dumbledore.
“Of course I’ll take her,” said Remus without thinking.
“She is going to be a great responsibility, Remus, are you absolutely positive?” asked Professor McGonagall.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way, Minerva,” stated Remus determinedly.
“It’s settled then. I will need you to sign a few papers, just saying that you will be her guardian and what not, and we will be on our way,” smiled Dumbledore.
Remus nodded his head and motioned for the old wizard to follow him to the kitchen to sign the papers. McGonagall stayed in the living room with the baby girl sound asleep. Flipping the lights as he went, the tabby looking man sat at the head of the table, Dumbledore sitting on his left. Dumbledore rummaged in his cloak for a second, then pulled out a long stick. With a flick of his wand, some papers, a quill, and ink appeared. Remus looked into Dumbledore’s eyes and had the feeling that he was being x-rayed; like Dumbledore could see right through him. The old wizard gave him a small smile, nodding a bit.
“Sign here and here.” Dumbledore indicated to two lines then pushed the papers towards Remus.
Remus signed the papers, and with the flick of his wand, Dumbledore made the papers once again disappear.
“Is that all?” Remus asked.
“Yes, that will be all for now. I believe the ministry is looking over Amelia’s will and then they will be in touch shortly. Now, I believe we will let you and your goddaughter get some rest. Best wishes and if you were to need anything, please don’t hesitate to send an owl.” The old wizard pushed his chair out and stood up. Walking into the other room, he stated, “Minerva, I think it may be time for us to leave and not intrude on Mr. Lupin any longer.”
Standing up, the petite witch looked over to Lupin and took half a step. Remus met her the rest of the way and took the baby girl in his hands, balancing all of her weight evenly. The tabby wizard walked his guests to the door and bid them a goodnight. He watched as the two disappeared down the dark street. Closing the blinds, Remus Lupin walked up his stairs to his bedroom, flipping lights off as he went.
Pulling out his wand with his right hand, as his left was preoccupied, he waved it. A blur of pink and green scurried around the room, and after a few seconds, the silence prevailed. Trudging over to the pink crib by his bed, he sat the pink bundles down. He pulled a green blanket, which was engraved with ‘Emily J. R. A. S. Black,’ over the side of the crib and tucked Emily into it. Sighing, he sat down on the edge of his bed. Taking off his worn out tennis shoes, he glanced at the clock. It was after 2AM. It’s been a long day, he thought. Turning the lamp by his bed off, he lay back on his pillows and fell asleep to the soft breathing of the other life that he vowed to protect.
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Great post Ems, reminds me of sitting on my bed crying me yes out at this part of this book. My Dad kept asking me 'Why are you so sad?' and I couldn't bring myself to tell him
PAMS PAMS!!
K xx
(this was really good by the way, didn't really say that before)
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Sorry I haven't posted for ages, but trying to juggle 4-5 active Fan-Fic's is tiering.
Ohh! Hii! yeah, I know what you mean... Kind of. Mine mainly has to do with school work and the other fics I've started writing on Microsoft Word...
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And, thinking about the sequel, I think I know why George is crying, and Emily is cold, but I mustn't spill, incase I'm right. But what I think... -shudders-
Haha, you might be right then You're more than welcome to share in a PM
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Loved the reunion.
Thanks
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Baha, like Father, like Daughter. That was really funny.
Haha, some things will never change Thank you
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Originally Posted by KatielovesHP
Great post Ems
Thanks, Katie
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reminds me of sitting on my bed crying me yes out at this part of this book. My Dad kept asking me 'Why are you so sad?' and I couldn't bring myself to tell him
Ohmygosh, I know what you mean! My mom always catches me crying in the sad parts of the books, and when I tell her, she just looks at me like I'm so weird. (She hasn't read or seen Harry Potter and refuses to do either) One time, I tried to hide the fact that I was crying, but she still found out.
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(this was really good by the way, didn't really say that before)
love the update Emily even though it is really sad ) ; I hope that this secret that she's keeping from everyone won't ruin the relationship she has with anyone, especially George...post soon 8D
Emily and George Apparated into the living room of her childhood home. She glanced around and noticed the coffee steaming on the kitchen table and the television turned on in the living room.
“Huh, wonder where he is,” George thought aloud. Emily pointed to the back door, where she saw him through the window. They went to inspect, peeking around the curtain.
“Oh my gosh,” Emily said, pulling her hand up to her mouth.
“Is he...proposing?” George asked, shocked.
“Look, I think he is!” Emily exclaimed excitedly as she pointed to Tonks, who was perched in the tree. She was smiling down at him as he rambled on, finally pulling out an engagement ring. He must have asked those four little words, because she shouted “YES!” so loudly that even inside the house, it could be heard. She jumped down from her branch and landed in his arms. Emily and George watched as they kissed passionately after Remus placed the ring on Tonks’ left ring finger.
George let the curtains fall, blocking out their view. He had a grin on his face. “That’s awesome,” he said.
“Do you think that’s why he asked us over for breakfast? To share the happy news?” she asked her husband.
“Either that or help him get through the depression if she had said no,” George replied. Emily slapped his arm playfully.
George wrapped his arms around her waist, like he always did. “So,” she said, “I wish we could go back to our honeymoon.” She pouted at him and he chuckled. She wanted to be alone with him before she said goodbye to go on her mission. She had finally given up on the distancing herself from him, not worrying about her pregnancy scare. She loved him, and kids or no kids, she would love him until the end of time.
“Me too, love, me too, but we can’t. We have Bill’s wedding and evidently Tonks and Remus’ wedding. And I have the shop—Fred can’t do it by himself,” he said. He moved his fingertips over her bottom lip that was sticking out. “Don’t worry, love, we have forever,” he chuckled.
“And always,” she breathed as he kissed her neck. She started giggling when he nibbled her ear.
“Well, well, well, I didn’t know you were here already,” Remus said happily as he and Tonks came through the back door. Emily giggled as George stepped back slightly from his wife, embarrassed, but she just moved with him.
“Emily! George!” Tonks trilled. “Guess what?” she asked brightly. She was shining with happiness.
“What?” Emily asked in fake suspicion, playing along.
“Remus and I are getting married!” she squealed happily.
Remus grinned happily as Emily ran over to them. “It’s about time, you two,” Emily joked. She hugged Tonks tightly. And then she turned to Remus. He was beaming, looking years younger. “I’m so happy for you, Rems. You deserve happiness,” she whispered as she hugged him tightly. “I love you, Daddy,” she whispered. Remus hugged her back.
“I love you too, kiddo,” he said. He kissed her hair.
“Let me see the ring!” Emily said as Tonks and George broke apart. Tonks held it out to her. “It’s gorgeous, Tonks! You have pretty good taste,” Emily said, looking at Remus. He chuckled lightly.
“Do you have any idea when you want to do it?” George asked.
“I was thinking sooner rather than later,” Remus said, looking at Tonks. She nodded fervently. “How soon are you willing?” he asked softly.
“Right now, if you want,” she replied, wrapping her arms around his middle.
“I’m in,” he said softly, kissing her hair. She giggled softly as he threaded his hands in her hair.
George came up behind Emily and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder. She threaded her fingers with his and watched the happy couple before them. Tonks and Remus locked lips and Emily sighed, happy that her godfather is finally getting his happily ever after. George twisted his head the same time that Emily twisted hers. Their lips met, and he smiled against her mouth.
By noon that very day, Emily and George were able to convince the very Minister that laid Dumbledore to rest to marry Tonks and Remus. Tonks convinced her parents to come to the wedding, though her mother wasn’t highly happy at the quickness of it. But they explained that they had waited a lifetime for each other and were done waiting. They wanted to start their lives together as soon as possible, especially since time was limited with the coming war.
Emily was Tonks’ Maid of Honor while George was the Best Man. Mr. and Mrs. Tonks sat in two pearly white chairs that were set near the shade of the huge oak tree in the backyard. Emily and George carved Tonks and Remus’ initials in the tree with a heart around it and the date of the day.
Remus had dragged out his dress robes from Emily and George’s wedding. Emily magically turned the sea green to a sky blue. She transfigured Tonks’ clothes into a wedding dress that looked amazing on her petite figure. The bust was created into a beautiful woven design. Around her waist was a sash that was snug to her curves, coming together on the side with intricately put together beads. The material dropped down below her waist to the floor, leaving a train behind her. Tonks’ curls were a light shade of blue to match Remus’ robes, George’s shirt, and Emily’s dress.
Emily transfigured one of her summer dresses into an elegant bridesmaid dress. Its pleated dropped waist hugged her curves with a bubble hem. The light blue color brought out her red hair against her ivory skin. George couldn’t keep his eyes off her.
Tonks and Remus repeated their vows and said the two faithful words “I do,” sealing it with a kiss. Emily decorated the living room in white and light blue. Emily brought over her radio and they listened to music, dancing the night away. Remus asked Emily to grab one of her favorite CDs for Remus and Tonks’ special dance. She ran up the stairs and grabbed it, smiling happily at its memories. Skipping downstairs, Emily placed it in the radio and hit play. The music filled the room.
“Ladies and Gentlemen,” Emily announced. “It is time for the traditional first dance as man and wife.” Emily held her arms out wide as Tonks and Remus took the floor. Emily sat in George’s lap, snuggling up to his side. All 4-one’s sweet melody filled the air as Remus spun Tonks around and then held her tightly. Emily listened as one of her favorite parts came up. She kissed George’s neck.
And I swear by the moon
And the stars in the sky I’ll be there
I swear like the shadow that’s by your side I’ll be there
For better or worse
Till death do us part
I’ll love you with every beat of my heart
And I swear
Tonks’ head leaned against Remus’ chest as he started whispering the lyrics in her ear. She giggled, occasionally sighing. The song was quickly coming to an end, but the happiness never wavered. They were all one big happy family and nothing could change that.
And I swear (I swear) by the moon
And the stars in the sky I’ll be there (I’ll be there)
I swear (and I swear) like the shadow that’s by your side
I’ll be there (I’ll be there)
Emily glanced over at Tonks’ parents. Ted stole a kiss from his wife, who smiled happily at her husband and daughter. Emily grinned as George started kissing her neck. She turned and they locked lips.
For better or worse (better or worse)
Till death do us part I’ll love you
With every single beat of my heart
I swear, I swear, I swear
Remus kissed Tonks on the lips as tears fell down her cheek. Her hair turned a bright green.
Tonks and her father had their father-daughter dance, and then everybody ate. They all lounged around the house for the rest of the day until Ted and Andromeda decided it was time to leave. Emily and George left shortly after, returning to their own home.
**Disclaimer: The song I Swear is performed by All-4-One and written by Gary Baker and Frank J. Myers.
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Hello Emily. Awe Emily it was great! The ring is beautiful, I love the wedding gown for Tonks, and Emily's dress is gorgious! I love the shade of blue you picked. The wedding was beautiful, and I'm so happy that Mr. and Mrs. Tonks came, even though they weren't happy about things. But as wonderful as all that was, this is my favorite part:
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George wrapped his arms around her waist, like he always did. “So,” she said, “I wish we could go back to our honeymoon.” She pouted at him and he chuckled. She wanted to be alone with him before she said goodbye to go on her mission. She had finally given up on the distancing herself from him, not worrying about her pregnancy scare. She loved him, and kids or no kids, she would love him until the end of time.
And to think of all that wasted time she could have put to better use!
Great post Emily.I'll be watching for your next.
The ring is beautiful, I love the wedding gown for Tonks, and Emily's dress is gorgious! I love the shade of blue you picked. The wedding was beautiful, and I'm so happy that Mr. and Mrs. Tonks came, even though they weren't happy about things.
Thank you I had fun picking them all out.
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But as wonderful as all that was, this is my favorite part:And to think of all that wasted time she could have put to better use!
OMG! Remus has very good taste. I love the ring! It's so pretty.
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“Right now, if you want,”
Yes!!!! It's sooo exciting!
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She transfigured Tonks’ clothes into a wedding dress that looked amazing on her petite figure.
Tonks Dress was soooooooooo pretty. I want that dress. I love it! I think it's my favourite of all the dresses I've seen on SS.
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Emily transfigured one of her summer dresses into an elegant bridesmaid dress.
Please don't hate me but I wasn't too keen on Emily's dress but I think it's the chocolate colour in the picture. I can imagin it in blue and it's so much nicer.
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Tonks’ head leaned against Remus’ chest as he started whispering the lyrics in her ear.
Awwww. It's so lovely. I cryed here!
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The song was quickly coming to an end,
And then I thought that Remus won't be here for much longer He was coming to an end too
PAMS Emily! Great Post. I wish Remus didn't have to die. He and Tonk's deserve longer together.
Soph x
Ah They got married! I'm so glad there's a happy post. We've been needing one!
I know, but don't get used to it. The next isn't too happy...
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Ah it's sooooo cute. I'm glad Remus has finally found a bit of happiness!
Me too! He deserves it.
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OMG! Remus has very good taste. I love the ring! It's so pretty.
Thanks, I had fun picking it out
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Tonks Dress was soooooooooo pretty. I want that dress. I love it! I think it's my favourite of all the dresses I've seen on SS.
Ah! Me too! I really hope that when and if I get married, that dress is still available! I want it majorly!
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Please don't hate me but I wasn't too keen on Emily's dress but I think it's the chocolate colour in the picture. I can imagin it in blue and it's so much nicer.
Yeah, I know what you mean. But it was one of the only ones I could find at the time. I hate the brown color it's in, but I think it would look better in the blue.
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Awwww. It's so lovely. I cryed here!
Don't cry!
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And then I thought that Remus won't be here for much longer He was coming to an end too
See, you can cry when he dies, not now...
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PAMS Emily! Great Post. I wish Remus didn't have to die. He and Tonk's deserve longer together.
Soph x
Thanks, Sophie! I know, me too. I was seriously mad at JK Rowling for doing that for the longest time. But I guess it had to happen.
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Emily I love love love love love this fanfiction. The way you right is so intriguing that I want to keep reading more. You are very talented. The descriptions you provide in every chapter are breathtaking. Right now I'm on chapter two so I'm going to comment on every chappie from now on until I catch up with your other readers.
I'm guessing Emily Black is the one from the La Push reservation, Forks, in Twilight? Or am I totally off? I love the awkward but rather cute interaction between Emily and Draco, though if my previous guess is right, then I wonder how Draco got there. I guess I have to read more to find out. Oh and as I said before the prologue was awesome.
Emily I love love love love love this fanfiction. The way you right is so intriguing that I want to keep reading more. You are very talented. The descriptions you provide in every chapter are breathtaking.
Awe, thanks, Ava That means a lot to me
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I'm guessing Emily Black is the one from the La Push reservation, Forks, in Twilight? Or am I totally off?
Umm, you're kind of off. You're probably about to read about; I can't even remember that far back where I put it in at... Oh wait! Yeah, you're about to read about it. She's not from La Push and neither is Draco. Remus and Emily just used to visit there when she was younger... And Draco...just happened to stumble upon it? I didn't really go into detail of how he knew the place, but I've always assumed his parents traveled for vacations and what not, so we'll say he's been there a few times
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I love the awkward but rather cute interaction between Emily and Draco, though if my previous guess is right, then I wonder how Draco got there. I guess I have to read more to find out.
Hehe, thanks. That part was really fun to write
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Oh and as I said before the prologue was awesome.
Keep up the amazing work!
I love it, Ems!
I really like how they just get married straight away...!
Oh, Emily is going to be so upset...
WHAT IS HER TASK?
I think we have the right to know as she had to endure Snape!!!
PLEASE!!
I honestly it!
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I love the post emily!!!! OMG! that was perfect I never really thought about Tonks and Lupin's wedding I was just to happy that they finally got married 8D
Okay, so here's the not so happy post, but remember that I did NOT come up with this. Which brings me to the fact that if you recognize any quotes and what not, they're JK Rowling's
It was the night that Harry was to be picked up by the Order members. Emily sat in the house with Mrs. Weasley and Ginny. Remus and George talked her into not going, and she regretted it as soon as they took off. She was extremely worried when Ron, Tonks, Mr. Weasley, and Fred missed their Portkeys. She had a gut feeling that something was terribly wrong. The three women stared out the back door, waiting for their family and friends to come home as Harry and Hagrid fell onto the grassy earth from nowhere. They all started running towards them, screaming.
“Harry? You are the real Harry? What happened? Where are the others?” Mrs. Weasley said frantically.
Emily watched the sky as Harry explained about the Death Eaters waiting for them. Emily’s stomach dropped into her toes. Ginny started explaining the order in which they were supposed to be back. George and Remus were next. She only had about a minute to worry. If they didn’t come back, then she would try to find them. She wasn’t going to wait around all night when they could be in some fight, needing her help.
“Mum!” Ginny shouted suddenly. As a blue light appeared in the darkness, where she was pointing, Remus and George appeared. Remus was supporting George, who was unconscious. Emily and the others hurried over to them.
“George!” Emily cried as Harry grabbed his feet and helped Remus take him to the couch. Emily sat on the edge of the couch, clutching her husband’s hand tightly as she cried. Remus seized Harry and took him back in the kitchen, but Emily didn’t care. She was too worried about her husband, whose side of the head and neck was drenched in blood. She looked at the hole in the side of his head—it seemed his ear had been cursed off. Mrs. Weasley cleaned George up and his ear was tended to. Ginny caught Emily’s eye as the two of them had a silent conversation about the others that hadn’t come back yet.
“How is he?” Harry asked as he rejoined them.
“I can’t make it grow back, not when it’s been removed by Dark Magic. But it could have been so much worse…He’s alive,” Mrs. Weasley said. Emily choked back a sob at these words—what if he hadn’t come back? Emily pushed the thoughts aside as she brushed some of George’s hair out of his eyes.
“Yeah, thank God,” Harry said.
“Did I hear someone else in the yard?” Ginny asked as she looked over at Harry.
“Hermione and Kingsley,” Harry answered.
“Thank goodness,” Emily heard Ginny whisper.
Emily heard a crash from the kitchen, and her head snapped around.
“I’ll prove who I am, Kingsley,” Mr. Weasley was saying, “after I’ve seen my son, now back off if you know what’s good for you!” Mr. Weasley burst into the living room, Fred right behind him. They were both pale, but unharmed.
“Arthur! Oh thank goodness!” Mrs. Weasley cried. Mr. Weasley kneeled beside George’s head. Fred gaped over the back of the sofa and George stirred.
Emily’s hand tightened around his. “How do you feel, Georgie?” whispered Mrs. Weasley.
“Saintlike,” he murmured as he groped the side of his head.
“What’s wrong with him? Is his mind affected?” Fred croaked, looking terrified.
“Saintlike,” George repeated as he opened his eyes, looking at his brother. “You see…I’m holy. Holey, Fred, geddit?” Mrs. Weasley sobbed as Fred’s color came back to him.
“Pathetic,” Fred said. “Pathetic! With the whole wide world of ear-related humor before you, you go for holey?” Emily giggled in spite of herself.
“Ah well,” George said as he grinned. “You’ll be able to tell us apart now, anyway, Mum,” he said as he looked at the tear stained face of his mother. George wouldn’t look at Emily and it worried her. He tightened his hold on her hands as he addressed Harry.
“Hi, Harry—you are Harry, right?”
“Yeah, I am,” Harry said as he moved closer to the couch.
“Well, at least we got you back okay. Why aren’t Ron and Bill huddled round my sickbed?” George asked.
“They’re not back yet, George,” Mrs. Weasley said quietly. George’s grin dropped from his face.
Harry and Ginny left the group as George stared round at everybody. When he made it to Emily, he looked at their hands instead of her face. George moved his other hand to their intertwined hands and lightly played with her wedding band. Emily’s tears leaked out of her eyes as everyone around them turned their backs slightly to give them a bit of privacy.
Emily untangled one of her hands from his and put her forefinger under his chin, bringing his face up to look at hers. Their eyes met and they stared at each other wordlessly. George’s fingertips grazed over her cheeks, wiping her tears away. He cupped the side of her face and she choked back a sob.
“You scared me,” she whispered.
“All I could think about was you—coming home to you, seeing your face, kissing you,” George whispered back.
“Georgie,” she whispered before she leant forwards and kissed him full on the mouth. His arms tightened around her waist as her hands knotted in his hair. They broke apart and stared deeply in each other’s eyes. “I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t,” he whispered.
“Never scare me like that again,” she whispered as she kissed his neck. He chuckled lightly before bringing her face back to his.
“I love you,” George whispered.
Emily leaned forward, her nose nuzzling his. “I love you more than you could imagine.” She kissed him lightly on the lips as he smiled against her mouth.
“Do you need anything?” she asked as she pulled away.
“Just you,” he replied with a small smile.
“Cute, but I’m being serious. Thirsty?” she asked.
“I could go for some water, please,” he said. Emily nodded, kissed him on the cheek, and left for the kitchen.
Remus met her in the kitchen. They, too, stared wordlessly at each other before he rushed forward and pulled her into a hug.
“Never scare me like that again,” she whispered into his chest. He nodded against her hair and he pulled back to look at her. “Don’t worry, I’m sure she’s fine,” Emily whispered. Remus nodded slightly before kissing her cheek and making his way back outside. Emily grabbed the water bottle from the fridge and made her way back to George.
“You were gone too long,” George complained as he held out his arms for her to snuggle up in. She smiled swiftly at him as his arms tightened around her waist.
“Sorry,” she said as she kissed his cheek.
“It’s them!” they heard Hermione scream from outside. They were all silent as they listened to hear who was back.
“Remus!” Tonks cried. Emily breathed a sigh of relief as she heard their voices from outside.
Ginny flung through the doors and into the living room. “Ron and Tonks are back! They’re okay!” she said as she stared at her parents. Mrs. Weasley shrieked before she and her husband ran outside with Ginny right behind them.
“I’m glad they’re okay,” Emily whispered.
“Me too,” George agreed.
“I just wish Bill, Fleur, Mad-Eye, and Dung would hurry up,” Fred said as he sat on the arm of the sofa. Emily and George nodded their agreement.
Emily, George, and Fred were all laughing at something Fred had said as the others walked into the room.
“What’s wrong?” Fred asked as they all entered. They stopped laughing. “What’s happened? Who’s—?”
“Mad-Eye,” Mr. Weasley replied. “Dead.” Their grins turned to grimaces of shock. Emily’s tears came as Bill pulled out a bottle of Firewhiskey and some glasses from a sideboard.
“Here,” he said. He sent thirteen full glasses flying around the room to each of them with a wave of his wand. “Mad-Eye.”
“Mad-Eye,” they repeated as they took a swig of the drink.
Hello Emily. You asked what we think. I'll tell you that as I read this, I got goosebumbs all over, and the further I got the more I got. I think my goosebumps had goosebumps. And when I got to the end, the hair on the back of my neck stood up. So, I think you did an outstanding job on your post tonight, this morning rather.
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Emily untangled one of her hands from his and put her forefinger under his chin, bringing his face up to look at hers. Their eyes met and they stared at each other wordlessly. George’s fingertips grazed over her cheeks, wiping her tears away. He cupped the side of her face and she choked back a sob.
That ^ was my favorite part of the whole post. Love has no boundries, nor is it limited to the spoken word. The silence and the knowing look says everything.
Beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I always miss reading about Harry, well, you know, because he's my hero. But, I'm really glad you're staying true to your story line. It isn't about Harry, it's about Emily.
You're an excellent writer when you aren't tempted to put other things in, simply because you know it is popular. I think it makes it better this way. Popular doesn't make it great. Staying with the storyline is the best way to go in my opinion.
Great post Emily. I'll be watching for your next.
The seventh book...
How long is this going on for??
WOW!
I'm only asking because of your other Fic that has not seen the light of day yet...
Great post though, Ems!
I can't believe that they convinced her not to go!!!
Can't wait for the next bit!
LOVE IT!
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That was really funny.
And to think of all that wasted time she could have put to better use!
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