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Summary: I didn't need everying, I only needed one thing, but the one thing I needed didn't understand.

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Harry Potter > Buffy-Centered > Pairing: Fred/George WeasleybuffyandspikeFR1597,970068,92619 Apr 0923 Aug 09Yes

I Simply Remembered

‘My romance doesn't have to have a moon in the sky

My romance doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by

No month of May, No twinkling stars

No hide away, no soft guitars

My Romance doesn't need a castle rising in Spain

Nor a dance to a constantly surprising refrain

Wide awake I can make my most fantastic dreams come true

My romance doesn't need a thing but you…’
“It took time, just like I knew it would, but you where worth it,” I whispered.

Slowly I stretched out one of my hands, brushing my fingers over the words on the grave stone in front of me.

George Weasly

All I could have hoped for.

“Mum, we have to get back home. Aunt Ginny is making us all dinner,” my eldest daughter told me, gripping my arms tight. She was only twenty five, my youngest was only sixteen. It had not been George’s time to go; it had been too soon. I whipped away a stray tear as it trickled down my cheek. But I would always remember the good times we had, and I knew he would be waiting for me where ever he might be now.

As I turned and allowed my daughter to steer me toward my car, I took one last look back at where we had buried my husband nearly a year ago. When I turned back, my twins were hurrying toward me. George had been so proud of them. “Mum, Uncle Harry called, and said that James’s wife went into labor! We have to head to the hospital!”

As Fred the oldest of the twins neared, I could see that he was slightly out of breath, and behind him George Jr. was jogging with a slightly panicked look on his face.

I just smile, and aloud my three children to lead me toward where the car was parked. There really was no need for a car, but as we were very close to Muggle London we needed to get to the nearest appreaion sight.

As I sat there watching the scenery pass by in a blur, I wondered at how wonderful my life had become since the day I had told George about his first child. Closing my eyes, I simply enjoyed the rock of the car and for a few moments I didn’t let the worry of life, or the complications of now having to live by myself scare me. I simply remembered.


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