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Chapter 2

"Fred George get up before u miss breakfast" yelled Arthur Weasley early next morning

Fred got up slowly registering the fact that his brother had yet to get up, although it was usually George who would wake up first and drag Fred out of bed. Shaking off the morning drowsiness he thought back to last nights events, remembering George's peculiar behavior. Getting of his bed he went over to George in order to wake him up but stopped as he noticed his twins face, still sleeping, cheeks covered with dried tears, his pillow still damp.

If something was wrong George would tell me right? Fred thought but judging by yesterdays events Fred was feeling doubtful of whether this was true or not

Focusing on the task at hand he gently shook him awake

"Come on Georgie breakfast" he said

Groaning George turned to where Fred was standing, with a flash of fear he remembered last nights dream but quickly changed his expression to one of happiness

"Mornin Freddie are you staring at me in jealousy at the fact that I'm the more handsome twin?" he said with a grin

Fred who was looking at George intently thought he saw a flash of fear cross his brothers face, but dismissed the thought as he heard his brother's morning greeting

"Hah" he replied "says the twin who couldn't find a date for the Yule ball"

Grinning George got up "shut it Fred he said good naturedly "you knew Angelina was eyeing me the whole time"

Fred just shook his head c'mon lets go

"Um right be down in a minute"

Fred walked down the stairs smiling thinking that he must've dreamt last night's happenings. Meanwhile George watched his brother go down the steps and rushed to the washroom. With shaky hands he went to pull up his shirt while praying please please let it all have been one big nightmare. Unfortunately fate was not on George's side as he saw the mark on his stomach which he touched gingerly only to be hit with a shock of pain. Groaning as the pain washed over him he made to get the bandages from the shelf, better get this covered up before it gets worse, but then hastily changed his mind. I'll do it later, I've already been here awhile, better hurry up before anyone gets suspicious. Running down the steps at Grimmuald place he greeted Sirius and a rather pale looking Harry who had a hearing. For defensive magic no less george thought wryly.

"What took you so long" whispered Fred as he sat down, but didn't reply

"Alright you lot" Molly shouted "today we each have a designated area to clean", everyone groaned but Molly continued on "now Sirius is there anyplace in particular you want cleaned up?"

Sirius who was stuffing his face with food replied inarticulately. Raising her eyes Molly turned back to the other and began to list out the chores for every person. Fred you will help bill with the dishes, George you clean up the attic upstairs, call if you need any help moving things Fred will join you once he's done washing

Nodding their heads everyone set out to do their tasks. Making his way upstairs George reached the attic looking around at the dust filled room. Sighing he began to use the dust cloth his mother provided and started polishing the furniture in the attic, that was formerly occupied by Buckbeak who was out to stretch his wings, ignoring the sudden pains he felt in his head.

Fred was helping Bill when he felt a sharp push in his stomach, doubling over at the pain he felt a foreboding, glancing at up at the ceiling, wondering what just happened.

"Fred are you alright" asked bill worriedly maybe you should lie down.

"No" Fred shook his head "but is it ok if I go check on George?"

Without waiting for an answer he rushed upstairs to the attic a feeling of dread in his heart. George who was cleaning, suddenly felt his headaches becoming worse causing him to lean back against the wall breathing haggardly, when the pain left his head to the mark on his stomach. Crying out softly he blacked out as Fred ran into the attic.

"George he called "George where are you" turning towards a half polished table he spotted an unconscious George on the floor.

"Omygod George? Wake up mate"!

Dream P.O.V

George walked through a dark alley which was curiously similar to knock turn alley. How the bloody hell did I end up here he wondered going towards a door that seemed to be pulling at him. Inside he noticed a dark figure sitting on a table, his head covering fiery red hair. "Fred" he whispered uncertainly "is that you". Turning towards him the dark figure raised his head revealing himself to be none other then Fred Weasley. Fred reached into his cloak and pulled out the same weird glass used to stab George earlier.

"I hate you" he called "your always around its time someone got rid of you".

George held his breath as Fred approached him too shocked to move. However this time before fred managed to get close to him, something pulled George out of the door, but he could still hear fred screaming "ill never forgive you for what you did!".

Reality p.o.v

Waking up George saw his twin and Bill looking down on him worriedly. "George" said bill "what happened".

"Nothing" replied George "I was...a little tired", noticing Fred look away as he said that.

"Well maybe you should go rest" said bill as he pulled George up from the dusty floor in the attic. Slowly making his way to his room he left Bill and Fred behind.

Stop stressing he coached himself Fred doesn't hate you or want to get rid of you; he's your best friend.

But at the same time he couldn't help but think back to what had occurred at the quidditch world match.

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