WHO: Verity & Fred Weasley WHAT: Verity's homecoming WHERE: Verity & Fred's house WHEN: backdated to after this WARNING/RATING/STATUS: None yet/PG13?/Ongoing
Charlie was asleep by the time Verity got home, the house was quiet and her heart was aching as she walked in through the front door. She'd only been gone two nights, but both had been long, painful and sleepless. She wanted to go up and hug her daughter, even though part of her prickled at listening to Oliver's patronising advice. She hadn't wanted to storm out and leave everything she loved, but she hadn't been able to listen to Fred anymore.
Spending the night at her cousin's house had just cemented her belief that he was no longer a bad guy. She didn't know what it would take to convince Fred of that fact, but she knew she had to try. Or, if he wasn't willing to drop this ridiculous hatred of her cousin, he could at least keep it to himself.
"Fred?" she called, softly, glancing upstairs in the hopes that she hadn't woken Charlie.