Okay, so this is my first fanfic ever. It is really short, but I hope you'll like it. I appoligize for any grammar mistakes, english isn't my "first language".
Disclaimer:These characters doesn't belong to me, they belong to lovely J.K Rowling.
George awoke to the sounds of quiet sobs coming from the bed across the room; he got out of the creaking bed and tiptoed to his brother. He was crying in his sleep.
"Fred?" George whispered, no answer came, "Fred, why are you crying?" He asked, slightly worried. Fred only whimpered. The five year old boy gently shook his twins shaking shoulders. "Come on. Wake up." Fred awoke with a start. He stared at George with big, frightened eyes and he was shaking violently. He clapped his little hand to his mouth and tried to muffle the sobs. "Fred, what is it? You had a nightmare?" George asked and sat down on the bed. "It … it was so scary George! You … you … you died! You wouldn't wake up!" Fred said hysterically. Before George could even move the two little boys heard the thunder clapping outside. Fred shrieked and started to cry even more. Fred clung to his twins' body, who just wrapped his arms around the other.
"Shh," He whispered," It´s okay, what else happened?" He started to rock from side to side, to calm his brother down. "Th-there was blood, an- and I was … I was alone and …" he trailed off as a new wave of tears rushed down his cheeks, sobs wracking his body. He hadn't cried like this since he was two. George held his brother tighter as he felt Fred shaking harder, he rubbed small circles on his back and said what every a five year old would say "I'm not going to die, Fred. Okay? We are going to live for thousands of years and prank everyone. You are never going to be alone." This seemed to calm Fred a little, but tears were still streaming down his face and small whimpers escaping from his lips. "Hold on." George whispered and let go of Fred. He rushed back to his own bed and carefully picked up his favorite teddy bear; Freddo Man. (I am so sorry; I had to name him that.) The bear was old, but it gave George comfort; so now it would give Fred comfort. The little boy quickly returned to his twin and the floor creaked when his little feet moved over it. "Fred, look. I brought you Freddo Man, he will protect you." George whispered and gave Fred the bear. Fred didn't bother commenting the name and he brought Freddo Man close to his chest and buried his face in its fur. He then quietly lay down on the bed and looked up at his brother. "Thank you." He whispered sleepily. George only smiled. "I'll do anything for you." Fred returned the smile and just when his twin was about to leave the bed he asked "Can you stay?" His eyes were, once again, filled with fright and worry. "What if I have the dream again? I don't want to be alone." He said solemnly. George smiled a little and lay back down. "I told you, you won't be alone. But if it makes you happy." He said to his brother and wrapped his thin arms around him. Fred smiled a bit, snuggled closer to him and held the bear close to his chest. Within seconds they both were asleep.
The next morning, when Mrs. Weasley got up to tell the two boys that breakfast were ready, she found them like that. Limbs tangled together, both fast asleep. Fred was snuggled up into George's chest and she didn't have the heart to wake them. So, she quietly closed the door and left.
I know, I know, it is the shortest thing ever. Please review and tell me what you think about it!