Hey! This is my first story written for this site, so it would be really great if you could give me some constructive criticism. If you want, you can look on my profile and check out my other story, Confessions Of A Big Bad Wolf. I wrote this story because I love the Twins and hate the idea of them being separated. Updates will hopefully be frequent. In case your wondering, the title comes from the first line of the Beatles I Am The Walrus. I am he/as you are he/as you are me/and we are all together. Enjoy!
~EasyButton
"Stupify!" yelled George and the Death Eater in front of him went down in a flash of red light.
"How many was that, then?" asked Lee, wiping sweat from his forehead.
"Ten, by my last count." replied George with his trademark grin. "Stupify! Make that eleven."
"That's pretty good," said Lee, "but I've got twelve so far."
"Liar!" smirked George. "You've only gotten about sev-ah!" Pain exploded along George's legs and back, and he felt himself falling.
"You okay, mate?" Asked Lee worriedly, and George realised that he was lying on the ground, staring up into his friends scared face.
"Yeah," said George, wincing as he got off the ground. "I must have gotten hit with something, that's all." But George was no longer smiling. "Look, Lee, I've got to find Fred."
"Why?" asked Lee. "Is something the matter?"
"I don't know." replied George nervously. "It's just a feeling."
"Oh. What kind of feeling?" asked Lee a moment later.
"Well that's just it!" said George, starting to sound frantic. "I can't feel anything!" With that, George started running down the hallway, desperate to find the link that he could usually feel with his twin. Suddenly, everything started to blur. George couldn't think, couldn't move, couldn't breath, even. His head was being constricted and exploded all at once. He felt that he should put his hands to his head, to stop pieces of his skull coming off, but he couldn't feel his arms. The only thing that he could feel was the pain. Then, just as suddenly as it had started, it stopped.
George got up, gasping, and almost fell over. "What just happened?" asked Lee. "Come on, George. That one wasn't a stray curse. There's no one else along this stretch of hallway. I'm taking you to the Great Hall."
"No!" gasped George. "Gotta…find…Fred!"
"No way mate." said Lee firmly. "You're in no shape to do much of anything right now. You should see yourself in a mirror. You look terrible."
"I'll be able to do that when I see Fred!" George half-joked, but the joke sounded hollow and strange, even to his ears…ear.
Lee half led, half dragged George through minor hallways and secret passages in order to reach the Great Hall without running into any Death Eaters. When they opened the doors and went inside, George had to stifle a gasp. The carnage was terrible. Bodies lined the floor, many of which George recognised.
There was sixteen year old Colin Creevy, the annoying little kid that followed Harry around with a camera. But, thought George with a pang, he was always one of the first willing to help test the Twins new products.
Lee had to blink away tears when he saw Lupin and Tonks, side by side, peacefully in death. He noticed with sadness how Tonks had died with her hair her favourite shade of bubblegum pink. Near the back of the hall was a crowd of red haired people, all leaning over one body.
Oh god, thought George, please don't let it be Mum or Dad. But he saw his parents; his dad standing there with his head in his hands, his mum sobbing hysterically over what George realised must be the remains of one of his siblings. Was it Ginny? Had she ventured from the room of requirement to fight? No, Ginny was there, her head buried in Charlie's chest. George quickly looked to see who else was there. Bill was standing next to Fleur, gripping her tightly. Percy was half kneeling on the floor, face stark white, glasses in hand. The only two missing were Fred…and Ron.
"No no no no no!" was the only thing running through George's head as he stumbled towards his family. His little brother was dead. What had George told Ron before the battle? Had he said anything at all? He couldn't remember.
Charlie gently pushed Ginny away and walked up to George and Lee. "George," he said, laying his hand on his brother's shoulder, "I'm so sorry…"
"Ron…" George choked out, and Charlie's face turned grey.
"No," he whispered. "Not Ron."
"But who then?" asked George, confused. A small part of him seemed to already know the answer, and he felt himself going numb. Out of the corner of his eye, George saw understanding wash over Lee's face, as he began to shake uncontrollably. His mum tried to pull him into a hug, but George pushed past her and sank down by the body of his dead twin.
"Fred!" he whispered in disbelief. But in a moment, disbelief gave way to anger, and he growled "How could you do this to me?"
"Well you know mate," he heard Fred say from somewhere near him, "it wasn't exactly my decision."
George stared intently into Fred's unmoving face. "Fred?" he whispered quizzically.
"A wall exploded on him." Whispered Percy. "I couldn't do anything, I swear! It completely crushed his-"
"His legs and back, I know." Replied George distractedly. 'Fred? Please answer me!"
"There's no use talking to the body, you know." Said Fred. "It's not me."
"What?"
"Well, it is me, or it was me at any rate." Replied Fred thoughtfully. "But now it's just a body. An exceptionally handsome body, I might add. I always was the better looking twin."
"What the bloody hell's going on?" Thought George. "Am I going crazy?"
"Dumbledore thought you might react like this." Remarked Fred. "He said that it might be easier if I explained things in front of a mirror."
"Dumbledore's dead." Said George slowly, gaining him some worried looks from his family, who were all crowding around, watching him anxiously.
"Well, if you want to get all technical about it," said Fred cheerfully, "so am I. Or, I was. It's pretty confusing, mate. But anyways, I'm not dead anymore."
"So where are you?" demanded George, frustrated.
"You haven't figured it out yet?" asked Fred, delighted. "I'm in you!"
Hey! I hope you liked the first chapter. Chapter two will be Freds' POV of what happened after he died. Remember to review!
~EasyButton