Chapter 1-

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"Yeah, Fred?"

"It happened again."

"What happened again?" George rolled over, propped himself up with his arm, cleared his eyes and faced Fred.

"Remember? The… the bad dreams. They came again." Fred was shaking and looked like he was about to drop dead. His face was as pale as the whitest snow. His eyes were as wide and large as dinner plates.

'This can not be happening.' George thought. This was the third time this week. Fred kept on having nightmares about someone killing a mass of people with a strange green light.

"It's alright Freddie" George reached over and hugged his scared twin, "it's alright. It's just a bad dream. It's not real."

"It seems so real, though. None of my other dreams are like these ones. I can always smell the blood, sweat and whatever else is there. I can hear the spells and the screams they produce. I can feel the weather and the ground beneath my feet. I can see so clearly. I can remember what happens once I wake up. I…. there just so scary, Georgie. And… and… this time someone…," Fred took a deep and ragged breath, " someone finds me this time, Georgie. They find me and they hurt me, Georgie. They hurt me so much and I can still feel it. I can feel the spell. It hurts Georgie. Make it stop. Make it stop." Fred started to cry.

George hugged his twin closer. "Fred? Do you, um,….. think we should tell Mum and Dad? I mean, it's just that, your always so upset about this and I have a feeling that this is…. something very important. And, plus, I'm pretty sure that mom has her suspicions anyway." George pulled away slightly to look his twin in the eyes. "You can't keep isolating yourself like you are and skipping meals and stuff. You need to tell someone."

"Please don't Georgie. She'll make a big fuss out of it and tell everyone, and we're going to Hogwarts next year. We can't let everyone think that I'm a coward, especially if we want to be in Gryffindor, like Charlie and Bill."

"You sure? I mean bravery isn't exactly supposed to make you a fool. Bravery is supposed to be about courage and nobility. How is shying away from fixing problems going to help?" George looked at his pale twin in the eyes, waiting for him to decide. George already knew that Fred was going to say no. He would never let anyone see him as weak.

"Nah, I'll be alright." Fred said, putting on a painfully obvious fake smile, rolling back over in his bed and pretended to be asleep.

"One part brave, three parts fool." I muttered under my breath while rolling over and going back to sleep.

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A/N: ok, first chappie um, I think a disclaimer is in order, so…..

Disclaimer: Harry Potter related things are owned by J.K. Rowling and as far as I know, the phrase 'one part brave, three parts fool' is from 'Eragon'.

So, yeah… thanks for reading. Please review. Tell me if I should continue. Yeah… hope you enjoyed it..