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Idea One
George Weasley covered his face with his bloody hands. He couldn’t accept it. It couldn’t happen, it didn’t happen. He would not let go of his twin brothers white coffin even after the efforts of Hagrid. “Sweetheart, you need to let go...” Molly Weasley whispered to George, she seemed to have struggled not to burst into tears. The whole Weasley family including Harry, Hermione, and Hagrid, stood under the canvas tent that was conjured for the many coffins. Many other families stood mourning over their relative’s death. George heard his father suggesting where to burry poor Fred. George’s eyes teared up, he couldn’t help it anymore, and he started sobbing. Large tear drops splashed on the white surface of the coffin as Ginny sat next to him. “George, I know this is sad but, we need to leave,” she took a deep breathe, “He wouldn’t want to be left here under a bloody tent for weeks!” George pondered this thought; he did say he wanted to be buried under the apple tree in the yard. George pictured his twin saying this after his holey incident and in what seemed like years, George laughed. George lifted himself off of the coffin and wiped his hands on his robes. “…your right.” As George said this Molly ran up to him and hugged him so tight he thought he might break in half.
Idea 2
A thin boy lay on the clean cut grass; his short messy hair was a shocking turquoise color. “Hey Ted? Are you out here?” Harry Potter’s voices echoed from the back door. “I’ll be there in a minute!” Teddy Lupin replied. He picked up his Yew and Phoenix feather wand and started to walk to Potter Manor. Before he stepped through the threshold of his Godfathers house he looked up at the sky. The stars punctured the brilliant black sky, immediately Teddy thought of his parents. Remus Lupin, the noble wizard who helped in the bringing down of Tom Riddle and Nymphadora Tonks the eccentric Metamorphmagus with a bubbly personality. Ted took a deep breathe of cool air and enter the cozy manor.
