[✓] 𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 ,𝘋.𝘔𝘹𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳,

8| An old Friend

''Y/n?'' He asked, taking a tiny step forward. 

''Yeah.'' I nodded. ''It's me, George.'' 

Before I could start explaining myself, George had launched forward and took me in his arms. His head buried in my shoulder and arms tight around my torso. I was taken aback by the action, but hugged back, nonetheless. 

I rubbed George's back, feeling him pull me closer. I looked over his shoulder, looking around the shop. Almost everything had been sold out. The products in the windows and on the shelves, including upstairs and the Amortentia. I spotted my corner at the back of the store. Everything there had been gone. 

When George pulled away, I had saw that tears were streaming down his face. His eyes red and puffy. He held my shoulders, scanning me over to make sure that I was actually here and wasn't just a hallucination. 

''George,'' 

''Let's um,'' George cleared his throat, hands falling off my shoulders. ''Let's talk somewhere else. There's a small café open just down the road.''

Draco and I agreed to the idea, waiting downstairs as George headed up to the flat. He said that he was going to change out of his suit real quick and then we could get going. 

''Everything looks so bare...'' I trailed off, walking around the bottom floor of the shop. Draco had chuckled from behind me, picking up whatever items had been left. 

''Yeah. Seems everyone is buying them.'' He shrugged. 

''Makes me wonder if Teddy has been using any of these.'' I laughed, walking straight towards my corner of the shop. I had seen the spot for the extendable ears, which the twins and I have made over the letters we sent back and forth to each other. 

Small fireworks had also been labelled in my corner. I remember all the ash and soot that flew around the room when I had opened their door. Not to mention the explosions that could be heard, echoing around the house. Decoy Detonators had also been labelled on my shelves.

Walking away from my corner, I stood at the bottom of the stairs. The small Umbridge figurine that wheeled across the line had stopped, not stuck in place and limp. I stared up the stairs, remembering when the twins had first opened the shop. 

''Step up! Step up! We've got fainting fancies!''

''Nosebleed Nougats!''

''And just in time for school.''

''Puking Pastilles!''

The time they asked me to work for them at the shop.

''You are to become an official staff member of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.'' 

Hell, even the time when they teased me about the Amortentia.

''Do you smell that, Freddie?''

''I sure do, Georgie. What is that? Mint?''

''Maybe a hint of familiar cologne?''

''Blonde hair?'' 

''The color green?''

''You smell green?''

Draco placed a hand on my shoulder, causing me to look at him from over my shoulder. He gave me a soft smile, which I had returned the best I could. It only tore me down further when I had remembered the last thing I read in the papers. 

How Astoria Greengrass and Draco Malfoy were to be wedded. I wanted to go and I did end up going for a few moments. 

Before the wedding had started, I ended up roaming around the backyard of some building they were taking up for their wedding. People carried flowers and some had gifts with them. Everyone was either in a dress or a suit. I simply dressed in a pair of dress pants and a button up blouse.