A/N: Hello! I am back with a new story, this time featuring mostly George/Fred but don't be surprised if love happens ;) Chapters will be posted as often as I can! love- L

Chapter one

1998

Harry grabbed Hermione's hand as they staggered and stumbled over stone and wood. "No no no!" someone was shouting. "No! Fred! No!" And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.

-J.K Rowling - Harry Potter and the deathly hallows

~WWW~

1988

"Remember when Ron was born?" I asked Fred. He looked up from the toy he was holding with one eyebrow raised; it wasn't often we could take each other by surprise. "What about it?" he asked in a curious voice. I actually didn't know why I had brought it up. I shrugged. Then he smiled, and said "Yeah, I thought so too." We looked in each other's eyes for a while, communicating. We had thought we would be the last; like it wasn't enough with five kids already. But now we had another brother, and sister, that couldn't do much more than scream and destroy our plans. Sometimes it felt like we were forgotten, since there were two of us we could always keep each other company. And so we did, we always had.

It was weird being home alone. I mean, we absolutely loved it – but it actually was weird. We stopped the self-cleaning pots and hid mom's laundry. And when Ron opened his door there would be a hairy surprise waiting for him! But the best thing about being twin with Fred was the ability to share every thought without even trying. Every facial expression we did had some meaning for both of us. Mom said she can't see the difference from us, but I know she lies. We aren't that alike. I guess he's the treason and I'm the reason. But that's probably too alike Percy to say, so let's just forget it.

I love Fred. I love being with him, and we have never separated from each other at a long distance. It just… It feels so wrong. It feels unsafe – to not be with him. I know he feels the same way. I can feel it. The problem is that mom wants us to spend some more time apart. She says it is the only way we actually will be able to grow. I suppose she's right about that. But bloody hell; who wants to grow up?

~WWW~

Mom reasoned George to stay home. She wanted to take me to Diagon Alley. I have no idea why here, there's nothing to do here but buy things for my elder brothers. I have one year left until Hogwarts. "Fred!" I snapped back to reality. I had stopped in the middle of the street and mom was on the other side. Yeah, like I was going to be eaten if I was two seconds away; I sighed and ran up to her. "Well Freddy. I have to do an errand, and I forgot about it when I picked you up. You have to be alone for a while, but that's okay right? You're a big boy now. I mean you're 10!" I heard the disbelief in her voice and a large smile entered my face. She sighed nervously. "Okay, here you go" she gave me some coins. "Go and buy some ice cream dear and I'll be back in a while!" She patted my head and kissed my cheek. "Mom!" I complained and dried my cheek from her lipstick. Ugh. Then I saw her wander away from me and I smiled ever broader.

I knew exactly how to get to the other world since I had watched dad do it a couple of times. I knew so little about it and both George and I were so curios. Oh how I wished he was with me! I went through the brick wall with another wizard that didn't see me, and entered the other side. The change wasn't as dramatic as I had expected. Oh well, there were no giants or brooms. But it looked pretty similar. I reached something that looked like a place they sold ice cream and was about to enter when I remembered that the muggle world had other coins. I muttered some swear words when I heard a loud laugh behind me and I took a few steps aside. It was two adults with a child, not much younger than me.

They held each other's hands and looked at each other with something that had to be pure love. I had never seen it as a third person before, I had only experienced it with George – but that wasn't that kind of love. Our love was twin and family-love. This was love. I took a few steps closer so I could hear them. "Mommy, couldn't I please have an ice cream?" the girl asked. "Oh I don't know…" she started but the little girl just laughed, she wasn't upset with the rejection. "Oh, alright then. Stay here, your father and I will surprise you with one. Alright?" she said while smiling and the girl continued to giggle. But this girl wasn't like Ginny that giggled because Ron fell badly. She did it because she was happy. I took another step closer and then her eyes fell on me. My eyes widened in surprise and I froze. I had forgotten that they could see and hear me!

The girl smiled at me, looked at my worn out clothes and held out her hand. She wanted to greet me. I took a few steps back. No, no no! This was bad. I couldn't meet a muggle. That was really bad! I turned around and started to walk. "Please, wait!" I heard behind me and I looked over my shoulder. She was walking behind me. I stopped in surprise and she almost walked into me. "Oh I am so sorry. I just saw you watching me." She said. "Oh, I'm sorry-" I started, "No don't be. What's your name?" she asked me and I shook my head. No, I shouldn't do this. This happens when I am without George. Bad things happen when I am without him. I started to run and I ran back to Diagon Alley. I swore to myself never again.