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George arrived home at once and locked the floo before taking and downing an entire bottle of firewhiskey in one. He them proceeded to vomit everywhere but at least he could see he was now actually feeling. He grabbed a hangover potion and waved his wand around the place fixing all of the mirrors he'd broken as he couldn't stand to look at the shattered glass any longer. They had shattered just like his heart had the day he thought he'd buried Fred. He rummaged in the hall cupboard for the briefcase he needed and nervously opened it the boggart coming out. This time he didn't see the mirror he'd been previously seeing but he saw both Fred and Angelina's dead bodies and used the ridikulus spell to dispel his fears once and for all.
There were certain realities he'd need to face as a Weasley. Fred was here now with them and he was ok or as ok as he'd be until all his meds were gone. He had no need to worry. For now his only need for worry was his upcoming wedding. He knew Fred had always loved Hermione although like Fred he'd assumed Hermione was in love with Ron. He was shocked as a wave of understanding came over him which came from the only familiar place he could think of and he cried his eyes out. Fred was letting him know as his bond grew stronger that he was ok and that he understood. It was a blessed relief to know it to be honest. He took a pepper up potion and decided to turn in early for the night with the new relief that Fred was ok fresh on his mind. For once in the last three weeks he'd actually slept soundly and without nightmares.
Elsewhere Fred lay in his bed thinking about all Hermione had said to him last night. He would have to investigate the smell of people's hair and how to tell which person it belonged to if it came from a family with a lot of people like his had for Hermione. She had assumed it belonged to Ron because she was jealous that he was with someone and she wasn't. The idea of anyone being jealous of Ron was laughable however he could tell when she spoke to him she'd been quite serious so it was very real to her or at least it had been anyway. This annoyed him as he could tell it was very real indeed for her or had been at the time. Coming from the same family as Ron Fred could seriously see the appeal of wanting to have something which was just your own that no one else could have. He did view Hermione that way although he knew he probably shouldn't have however she was his now and no one else would be able to have her.
As he thought more about this he realised what Angelina might need to ask him, his face paling. He was genuinely stumped as to how to go about even answering that question if his idea was right. It actually gave him the creeps. He decided to look into it before jumping to any ridiculous conclusions before he knew the facts. He took a quill and wrote to his favourite teacher Minerva McGonagall explaining about his situation and why he was still alive and asked her the question he figured Angelina wanted to ask him. She flooed to the hospital to speak to him in person as she thought it would be better to communicate that way with him. Molly was leaving when she entered surprising her.
"Minerva what a pleasant surprise. Fred is inside. I am assuming he asked to see you. We're all relieved he's still here to be honest. How have you been keeping?" she asked the elderly witch who smiled at her while dabbing at her eyes with a hanky.
"To be honest Molly I've been better but it's just the whole stress of having to rebuild the school. It's done now but it wasn't easy. Fred and George are two of the most ridiculous and yet innovative Gryffindor's I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. I was most saddened by his death and now that we know what really happened to him I am indeed most happy. You are right he wrote to me about some information he required and I thought it better to come and answer him in person then simply replying with an owl. It's better manners any way!" she said seriously going inside as Molly continued on home. Fred was shocked to see her and beamed at her as she entered.
"Professor it's so wonderful to see you again. How have you been?" he asked readjusting himself against his pillows so he was now sitting up and looking at her as a pose to lying down which he'd been doing when she came in.
"I am very good Fred. However I would appreciate it very much if you called me Minerva now. I'm no longer your teacher but your friend so it would be better to call me by my first name now. I was relieved to see you were ok at least. I received your owl and began looking into things for you at once. I have a good friend in France who knows all about things like this as he's been there himself what with also being a twin. I can tell you that when you marry Hermione you will be magically bonded and so you shall be able to have conversations with each other through your bond which your brother will not be privy to as you connect with him in relation to a different bond. He said to me that in times of stress or need you can automatically apparate to her side although that shouldn't ever really be necessary now" she said pausing to see he was really listening before continuing.
"He told me that he can ask his brother questions and get immediate responses from his twin brother through their connection however he can have fully fledged conversations with his wife as they connect on a different frequency as it were. She can sense emotions he gets from his brother but otherwise nothing else. Now he did tell me when he married he had elected to open and close his frequency with his brother which meant they didn't always communicate all the time as he didn't have this choice with his wife. His brother understood his circumstances and did not judge him for it. Is there anything else you would like me to answer on the matter?" she asked as he smiled at her.
"Thank you so much for putting my mind at ease Minerva. It's been wonderful. I had been worried she'd also feel George in her head like I do but I am relieved to know that she will know only what emotions he projects onto me which is good. We both decided when we opened the business to communicate openly all the time while at work but shut our connections off otherwise. To be honest it was too draining for us and I didn't honestly want him knowing my every thought all the time. A man needs his privacy from time to time even in relation to his twin. Do you know if I can project images to her head once we're married for example fish and chips if I'd like to eat that for dinner? I can't do that with Georgie but I'd like to be able to do it with Hermione if I can!" he asked as she smiled at him.
He was thinking of anything but fish and chips when he'd said it. Actually he was wondering if he'd be able to project sexual images of what he might like to do to her or something he might like her to wear for him or whatever when the time for that sort of thing was right. Minerva didn't know that though.
"Yes you can according to my friend. He said his wife sometimes abuses that and embarrasses him a bit with it. I think sometimes she projects sexual things to him when he's not with her to tease him. Unfortunately I never bonded magically with someone like that myself however it does sound exciting. I'd love to share my thoughts with someone and see theirs like that. I mean that's a level of closeness you just can't buy. There's no need to look so surprised Fred. I am a woman with feelings just like anyone else. We all miss sex no matter our age and it's not terribly unusual. I would love that again with someone who I could share my life with. Sometimes I do get lonely and not just for the sex. Sometimes just for the company!" she said a far away look in her eye. She'd been his teacher for many years and here she was now talking openly about sex with him. He laughed then a hearty laugh and felt a little bit more back to his normal self then he had been feeling.
"Oh Minerva you do keep me young. I love that you want these things and are bold enough to say it aloud too. Yes you were my teacher and it is a bit strange but underneath it all you're just as normal as everyone else. I am surprised to learn that about you though but don't worry it's a good thing. Thank you Minerva you've really brightened my day. I am happy George will not be privy to what Hermione does or does not send me although knowing her it will be images of rare and unique books she can't live without" he said rolling his eyes as she regarded him seriously.
"Hermione Granger has a bad habit of leading people to believe that this is all she is about and I would assume it is not. Yes we all know she truly does love books but I am sure once you get to know her it will be most interesting!" she said as Hermione who had just arrived stood outside the door listening to their conversation with interest.
"I sure hope you're right about that. I know she loves her books more then life itself but Minerva I'd give her a library if I thought it would make her happy. It would seriously bore and annoy me to do it if I'm honest because there is more to life but seeing her smile would make anything I do worth it. She deserves everything I can give her!" he said as Hermione gasped from outside. He was being so sweet right now.
"I know it's really not interesting but Fred it's your job to get her out of the library and living each day as it comes. If this war has taught us anything it is that we must live in the moment. She was without a doubt one of my best ever pupils but her extreme love of books did stop her from having many friends as people didn't care for books like she did. I know this because I was like that in my youth and it's not good. Take her on many dates Fred, woo her, show her the best time you can and show her there can be beauty outside the library. I wasted too much of my time in there as a youth and ended up alone. I'm very smart but I'm also very alone. I couldn't really handle a partner now any way but what I'm saying is true none the less!" she said as Hermione puffed out her chest and geared herself up to storm in there and scream at her former teacher about how rude she was being but then remembered she had said she was like that herself in her youth and was alone now. This made her feel slightly sad that things had not gone better for her former teacher and vowed to do all she could to not end up that way. It was shaping up to be an interesting day.