Inspired and fic by: HollyClarissa
After the battle of Hogwarts while the school was being rebuilt, Harry found George down inside the deepest parts of the dungeons. He wrinkled his brow in confusion as he saw the tall,slender figure of George Weasley. “You okay George?” Harry asked as he moved closer to see the Mirror of Erised. Dumbledore had told Harry years ago he’d had the object destroyed, however it seemed as though the mission had not been successful. Knowing what the mirror showed, a soft sigh escaped Harry’s lips and he looked at the reflection in the mirror. Fred. He was looking back at George and smiling as George frowned and clenched his fist on the verge of tears.
Stepping forward slowly the lose rocks and dirt gritted underneath his shoes and he reached up and a placed a friendly hand on George’s shoulder. “”It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that..” Harry spoke the familiar words just as Dumbledore did for him. George sniffed softly and swallowed hard as he nodded at Harry’s reflection through the mirror never taking his eyes off Fred.
Harry smiled tenderly and turned to walk away. Taking a few steps toward the exit he stopped long enough to look over his shoulder curiously and there sat George in front of the mirror in amazement and wonder. The old memories flooded back to him of his first year and he shivered.
