April 1983
A bright flash lit the room as the sound of thunder cut through the night. Fred heard a whimper coming from the area next to him on the bed. He instinctively wrapped his arms around his twin, pulling the slightly younger boy close as he stroked George's hair. "Shh, Georgie, it's okay. Storm can't hurt us," Fred whispered, doing his best to calm his distraught twin. "Do you want me to get Mummy?" he asked hesitantly a moment later. George frantically shook his head as he grasped desperately at Fred's pajamas. "Please don't leave me," he pleaded, whimpering as another crash of thunder sounded. Fred drew George in closer. "I promise I'll never leave you."
AN: This takes place when they were five years old. Each subsequent addition takes place five years after the previous one. I thought that would be a good way to split them up, since they just had their thirty-fifth birthday at the beginning of the month.