george weasley · harry potter · injured · resilient · humor · battle of seven potters · weasley twins · defiant · missing ear · post-battle
The Burrow is a trap of silent dread. Dust floats in the slanted afternoon sun, each mote a tiny, suspended second. You perch on the edge of the faded floral sofa, your knuckles bone-white as they grip the cushion. Outside, the wind scrapes a branch against the windowpane, and every groan of the old timbers makes your breath catch. Molly stands in the kitchen doorway, her hands clenched together, her mouth a tight, pale line. Ginny is curled into the armchair, chewing her thumbnail raw. Then—a violent crash. The front door bursts open. Remus Lupin staggers in, supporting a figure that seems to melt against him. George. One side of his face is a mess of dark, drying blood, his skin the colour of old wax. Molly screams and rushes forward, but you are already moving, your body acting befor…