Always and Forever

Chapter 35: The Battle Part 1

George POV

As the members of the Order of Phoenix stormed into the Room of Requirements, his entire world was focused on the bushy set of hair in the room. Her eyes met his and he felt like his heart was stuck in his throat. While Kingsley and Lupin stormed over to Harry to demand questions from him, George found his feet running towards Hermione.

A huge smile filled her face, and he wrapped his long arms around her small frame. She began to cry slightly, and he brushed the salty tears away with his thumb as his whispered comforting words into her hair while he kissed her forehead and cheeks.

"Oi, there's a war going on!" Fred separated the two and gave them a wink, showing that he didn't care that they were reunited before turning his attention to Harry. "You couldn't expect everyone to miss the fun, Harry, and the D.A. let the Order of Phoenix know, and it all kind of snowballed from there, mate."

"What first, Harry?" George asked while keeping his arms firmly wrapped around his love. "What's going on?"

"They're evacuating the younger kids, and everyone is meeting in the Great Hall to get organized. We're fighting." The Chosen One said with his green eyes blazing brightly as he looked around the room at the people prepared to fight with him.

After more instructions were passed around, the room became more open while the crowd thinned out of the Room of Requirement. All that was left soon was Harry, Hermione, Ron, Lupin, and the Weasley's. Ginny and his mother were fighting more about if she could fight while being underage and Hermione was rubbing comforting circles on the back of George's hands.

While they were fighting, a bright haired Percy Weasley came storming through the portrait hole. He fixed his horn-rimmed glasses and gulped largely while he looked at all of his siblings and parents. "Am I too late? I only just found out, so I—I—" The family of red-heads were frozen in place. "I'm so sorry... I was a fool! I was an idiot, I was a pompous prat, I was a—a—"

"A ministry-loving, family-disowning, power-hungry moron?" Fred provided with a raised eyebrow.

Percy swallowed again as tears filled his eyes slightly. "Yes, I was..."

"Well, you can't say fairer than that." Fred held out his hand for his brother with a goofy smile on his face.

Their mother began crying and pushed Fred out of the way to wrap Percy into a tight embrace. "What made you seen sense, Perce?" George asked while Hermione squeezed him tightly.

"It's been coming on for a while," Percy said while he brushed the tears away hastily from his eyes. "But I had to find a way out and it's not so easy at the Ministry, they're imprisoning traitors all the time. I managed to make contact with Aberforth and he tipped me off ten minutes ago that Hogwarts was going to make a fight of it, so here I am."

"Well, we do look to our prefects to take a lead at times such as tease," George pretended to be Percy's most pompous manner while Hermione giggled from his embrace. "Now let's get upstairs and fight, or all the good Death Eaters'll be taken."

Hermione gave George a kiss on the mouth that was a bit more passionate for a room full of their family. Fred had to grab his twin's arm and haul him away to the staircase with Bill, Fleur, and Percy. "I'll see you once this is all over!" George called out to Hermione while she looked at him with an expression that showed him that she was worried and full of love at the same time.

His feet were carrying him as fast as they could go in the stone corridor. Percy was trying to catch up with Fleur and introduce himself while the other three Weasley boys were making a plan on how they would seal up the passages that they knew about from the map. "We don't need the map anymore, we've had that thing memorized for years." Fred said with a determined look in his eyes. "We will get this job done so that we can slow down the Death Eaters."