Ch2
Now I lay awake in Fred's garish bedroom, it's surprising what you miss in the heat of the moment, it was bright orange with purple curtains and bed sheets. I had the covers pulled right up to my neck not that I had to worry because Fred was already asleep. I got up and moved to search for my clothes which was quite a challenge with only the moonlight. I made my way through to the front room where I sat at the table.
"Accio parchment and quill" I whispered
I wrote two simple words before I disapperated to my childhood home.
I'm sorry
F POV
The sun was blazing and shone directly onto my face. Strange I always pull the curtains I thought to myself. As I moved from my bed the memories of the night came flooding back.
Hermione.
I practically sprinted into the front room hoping she would be there to talk. The one thing I notice was the note on the table.
"I'm sorry" I read out loud
"Sorry for what?" My twin asked inquisitively. "Sorry you forgot how to clean up after yourself?" He gestured towards the books I had been reading "Or sorry you forgot how to use a silencing charm?" This he said suggestively and with a quick wink. "Come on I want details." He stared at me extremely impatiently but soon he was staring at an empty space.
I apperated to Ron and Hermione's home praying she hadn't told him anything. I let myself in trying to make sure not to arouse suspicion.
"Hello in there!" I shouted as dramatically as possible at this moment in time.
"Hey, George," Ron said confident he had it right, how was it that he couldn't tell his two brothers apart?
"I'm Fred Ronald," I wasn't in the mood for his stupidity "Is Hermione here?" I asked trying to be nonchalant.
"No she didn't come home last night," Ron replied trying to look worried. He did know as the good brother I am I can tell when he is lying didn't he. "Why'd you wanna know?"
"Well George and I could use her Arithmacy skills for a new potion." There was the telltale pop of apperation from upstairs.