Summary: Rated Mature for Curse words(not spells) blood, perhaps gore. Basically exactly what the story title tells you. But not only are they SEERS but with every Vision or 'Episode' as Fred and George like to call them, the pain the twins feel with each one gets worse and worse! Updates are NOT frequent! Meaning that I won't be updating right away! ON HIATUS! BUT NOT FOR GOOD!
I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER WHICH SADDENS ME!
I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters if I did then a lot of people never would have died!
At first he wasn't exactly sure where he was all he knew was that he was surrounded by nothing but a white blank space, he couldn't even see an end to the space around him and if he were being honest with himself he was completely terrified. Then he heard a voice whispering in the back of his head to get up and start walking, and so that's exactly what he did.
Of course Fred knew he was dead, he could clearly remember the battle and fighting side-by-side with Percy a joke being told, and then a explosion. He knew he had died in the explosion and could only hope Percy wasn't caught up in it, but oddly enough dying didn't bother him. Not really, Anyway.
Still he felt his chest clench together tightly as he realized George wouldn't/couldn't be by his side, but that train of thought quickly left his head when he saw a few familiar faces,
"Sirius! Prof-Er Remus!" Fred yelled running right up to them both, not really paying much attention to to the other two figures next to them.
"Sirius! Prof-Er Remus!"
Sirius and Remus both turned away from their friends, James and Lily Potter, and watching with a growing dread and remorse as one of the redheaded twins, either George or Fred Weasley, only one not both they realize, came barreling towards them and tackling them in a hug.
"Oof!"
Sirius flailed his arms in the air before falling back into Remus, who fell on top of James as they all crashed to the ground with Lily giggling at them in the background.
"Wha..." Remus trailed off before clearing his throat and continuing, "Fred...what happened...?"
"What makes you think I'm Fred?" Fred raised an eyebrow cheekily.
"I. Don't. Care. Who. You. Are!" James yelled muffled, "Gerrofff!"
"Sorry sorry!" Fred laughed, quickly jumping off of their dog pile.
"I know you're Fred by your smell." Remus smiled standing up, "...and last I checked you aren't saint like."
Fred and Remus stared at each other for about three seconds before the both of them were laughing their heads off leaving the other three to stare at them as though they lost their minds.
"What's so funny?" Sirius asked, When his question went unanswered he started whining, "Oh come on Moony! You know that I love a good joke!"
"Sorry, but" Remus paused, "Not my story to tell."
Sirius stared at the still chuckling Fred until Fred finally spoke up,
"Not my story either! It's Gred's."
"Gred?" Remus raised an eyebrow in amusement.
"Yeah Don't tell me you forgot about my dear old brother already!" Fred gasped.
For what seems to be hours of standing there, introductions were made and stories told, Fred didn't tell any of them how he had died, and seemed distant as time went on.
Suddenly as they were all laughing at a joke Fred was telling them, him and his brother pulled at Hogwarts, they were all engulfed in a bright light.
Once the light faded they found themselves standing behind a mass of people dressed in black, most were crying as others comforted them.
They looked over at Sirius startled, as he gasped loudly.
"Oi Pads, what's up?" James asked nudging his friend in the ribs.
"We're at a funeral..." Sirius murmured.
"What?!" Lily's eyes widened in shock.
Sirius pointing a little ways ahead of them and when they saw what he was staring at they tended and looked over at Fred.
At the very front of the crowd stood a podium and hanging in front of it was a plaque which said, "In the loving memory of Frederick Fabian Weasley. A son, a brother, a friend and a prankster."
But too their shock Fred only seemed bored and a little thoughtful.
"Oi where's Harry?" Fred frowned thoughtfully looking around at all the familiar faces, "Don't tell me he didn't come to my own funeral?!"
"Oh Fred I'm sure Harry will come!" Lily rushed to Fred's side, she knew that Harry wouldn't miss Fred's funeral and from what she heard about Harry's friendship with the Weasley family there was nothing that would stop him from showing up, and she was worried that not seeing Harry right away would upset Fred.
James placed his hand on Fred's shoulder and nodded along with his wife's words, "Don't worry he'll show up."
Fred chuckled, "Ah I was just joking, I know where the git's at. Probably off hiding and blaming himself again."
The others frowned at him, and Remus spoke abet hesitantly, "You...you seem to be taking this quite well..."
"Why shouldn't I?" Fred, for once his grin gone, asked seriously, "People die everyday for different reasons, some before their time and some far after they should've, George and I both agreed that even if one of us died in the war we wouldn't let it hold us back, but we would never forget each other."
The others just stood there staring at Fred, they were at a loss of words which was surprising for Sirius and James. Lily had tears silently streaming down her face, James held her close but he too had a distant and saddened look in his eyes, Remus had a look of grim understanding on his face, after all many he cared for had all died before him.
Fred, having had enough of the tense awkward silence began walking away from the funeral and towards the trees nearby.
"W-Where are you going?" Lily sniffed quickly trying to stop the abrupt onslaught of tears.
"To find Harry." Fred said bluntly, "If I'm right then he's looking for George."
"George?" Remus quickly swept his eyes around each and every person before realizing that George was not at his own twins funeral.
None of them said a word as they followed Fred, they walked for what seemed like a couple of minutes before they came to a stop.
Just in front of them, sitting down with his back leaning against a tree and in the shadows was George Weasley with Harry standing right next to him, staring at the ground.
"You were right!" Sirius exclaimed, but was quickly shushed by Fred so they could hear what they were saying.
"...why aren't you at the funeral...?" George whispered, faintly looking up at Harry before looking back down.
"...I...I couldn't...uh..." Harry's voice cracked ever so slightly, "I came to find you."
"Oh my poor baby..." Lily brought a hand up to her mouth, James hugged her even tighter.
George grunted but said nothing in return.
"You git! What the bloody hell are you doing?!" Fred scowled angrily.
"Hey!" Sirius raised a hand in a calming gesture, "What's wrong?"
Fred ignored Sirius and stepped closer to kneel next to George, "You idiot, you know as well as I do that Harry is blaming himself for everyone who died during the war you're not helping by acting like such a git!"
"Fred!" Remus grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him back too his feet, "You're dead you know he can't hear you."
But it seemed like Fred was just going to keep on surprising them because next thing they knew George was standing up and pulling Harry into a hug.
"Damnit...I really am being a git aren't I?" George laughed humorlessly.
"George? What are you talking about?" Harry tried to pull away out of the hug but George wouldn't let him.
George lean back away from Harry but kept his hold on his shoulders and held him firmly in place as he spoke, "Harry... you know that you are like another little brother to me and Fred?"
Harry froze.
"I'm serious Harry! Ever since your first year when we met you and when you became such good friends with our brother we considered you our brother as well! Fred and I both agreed a long time ago that we would do whatever it takes to keep you and the rest of our family safe, we both accepted that there was a chance one of us or both of us would end up dying in this war. My only regret is it wasn't me who died."
Harry's head quickly snapped up to glare at George as he yelled, "NO! NEITHER DESERVE TO DIE!"
"HARRY! LISTEN TO ME! People die everyday for different reasons, some before their time and some far after they should've, Fred and I both agreed that even if one of us died in the war we wouldn't let it hold us back, but we would never forget each other either!"
The Er-Ghosts besides Fred were amazed at how George had almost quoted exactly what Fred had said to them.
Harry seemed to be at a loss of words.
George spoke once more, softly, "Harry... you didn't deserve this any of this! If anything the ones who should be feeling guilty is us! All we're doing is feeling sorry for ourselves when you're the one who lost the most in this war..."
Lily choked out a sob and even James was crying.
Sirius sucked a deep breath in sharply and Remus clenched his fist together, crumpling Fred's shirt underneath them, and closed his eyes tightly.
Fred yanked away from Remus who reopened his eyes startled, and stood directly in front of Harry and George.
"...G-George... I..." Harry stuttered.
And just like that Harry's walls Broke-down, he collapsed down to his knees and began to bawl his eyes out. George slowly sank down next to him and pulled him into a tight hug, and rubbing soothing circles on his back.
Lily ran out of Jame's grasp and flung herself at Fred hugging him tightly she repeatedly said, "Thank you! You and your family for always taking care of my baby boy and being there for him you all are wonderful thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Fred awkwardly hugged Lily back and said, "Er-y-you're welcome?"
James chuckled softly and gave Fred whom his wife was still hugging a brief hug as well and gave him his thanks.
"Fred."
Fred tilted his head to see Sirius and Remus both grinning broadly at him.
"Thanks, cause I went and got myself locked up I couldn't be there for Harry and it means a lot to me that you and your family could." Sirius said seriously.
Before any of them could say something else George decided to speak up, "...Harry?..."
"Y-yeah?" Harry rubbed at his slightly puffy red eyes as he sat back against the tree.
"...There's something Fred and I never told you...in fact we never told anyone really, the only one who knows is our friend Lee Jordan..."
Harry sat up straighter and gave George his undivided attention, "Yea?"
"Well... when Fred and I were younger, Ron or Ginny were about five and four, Charlie and Bill were in the backyard flying around when Bill suddenly went flying off of his broom he was a pretty high in the air and by the time Charlie got to him he was already on the ground with a broken neck..." George lowered his voice so much they all had to strain their ears just to hear him.
"George... what does this have to do with anything? I'm sure if you wanted to tell me a story about Bill and his flying skills he could've told us at his wedding..." Harry trailed off at the pleading look on George's face.
"No! Harry you don't understand! Bill died that night!" George shook his head as though trying to get rid of an image he suddenly thought up.
"...George..." Harry's eyes narrowed in confusion and concern, "Bill isn't dead George..."
"That's just it Harry! Later that day when everyone was going to bed Fred and I were in our room crying our eyes out and suddenly we both felt like we were in so much pain and like we were overflowing with some kind of energy! But when we woke up the next day Bill was sitting at the kitchen table eating, and Fred and I were the only ones who remembered him...dying...but when Charlie and Bill went out flying we made dad stand there and watch them with us, but this time when Bill fell, dad managed to save him from hitting the ground!" George said in all but one breath.
"Fred...is what he's saying true?" Remus stared wide eyed at Fred and George.
"It is..." Fred bit his lip before turning to face them fully and saying, " if George is planning on doing what I think he is doing then I need you guys to do me a favor."
"And...and that favor is?" James asked tentatively.
"Well for you and replay the night you died in your head repeatedly." Fred rushed to say, "And Sirius you and Remus think of how determined you are to save them."
"Okay, you guys good?" Fred asked hesitantly, but relaxing once he saw the renewed fire in their eyes.
"Wha-? You're saying that you guys basically saw the future?!" Harry gasped.
"No Harry, Fred and I still had the cuts on our hands from when we broke some stuff cause of how upset we were."
"...So you guys...changed time?" Harry asked going out on a limb.
"Sorta...it was kinda like when you and Hermione used that time turner in your third year to change what was really suppose to happen to Sirius."
Harry reeled back away from George, "How do you know that?! Hermione and I were the only ones who know about that?!"
"I know a lot of stuff..." George shrugged.
"What? Is that true?" Sirius jaw dropped staring at Fred.
"Yeah...you...let's just say that you weren't suppose to escape..." Fred muttered.
"Okay..." George took a deep breath, "Do you trust me, Harry?"
"Of course I do." Harry answered right away.
"...right then..." George closed his eyes, "Harry...you didn't deserve the life you've had...hopefully this helps change that..."
"George? What are you doing?!" Harry panicked when he saw George suddenly cringe in pain and felt so much raw magic in the air.
"What is he doing?!" Lily yelled.
They looked over at Fred for a answer just in time to see him collapse to his knees, twitching ever so slightly in pain.
"Fred!" They all knelt down near him and tried to get him to respond.
"L-lets all hope this works, alright?" Fred grimaced.
"Wait a minute...in George's story about your brother Bill you guys did something like this and it hurt you so much you passed out! What'll happen now?!" Remus demanded, forcing Fred to look him in the eyes.
"Dunno." Fred grinned with no real humor in it, "Depends, if we plan on going to far back when we're done, if the pain hits us when we're to young to deal with it then it could end up killing us."
"No!" Lily shook her head fiercely, "I'm not sure what's going on with you two but if it could risk your lives then stop it right now!"
"H-hell no! N-not if it means we could change everything!" Fred gasped out.
"GEORGE!"
Everyone but Fred looked at George and saw him twitching violently on the ground with harsh gasps for air escaping him.
Harry was about go run for help when they all seemed to fall into nothingness, and everything went black.
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Well that turned out longer than I thought it would! Hope you guys liked it and I'm sorry if it was confusing to you all but it'll make more sense to you as the story gets along.
Let me know what you think!