I couldn't rightly leave Fred's side out of this, could I?


"Save me, Georgie!"

They were 5. Molly was napping upstairs so they had free reign of the living room. The twins were jumping from furniture to furniture. Fred missed a step and was about to hit the floor, before he knew it, his twin was there, underneath him cushioning his fall.

"Save me, Georgie!"

Second year. In the middle of a game with Ravenclaw, a bludger hit him in the stomach, knocking him off his broom. Fred quickly flew underneath him, catching him right before he hit the field.

"Save me, Georgie."

They were at the Yule Ball now. Fred was with Angelina and she was pulling him off the dance floor with a very suggestive look on her face. He gave his twin a thumbs-up and a wink as the two wandered off out of the Ball.

"Save me, Georgie!"

Battle of Hogwarts. A Death Eater just got his wand knocked out of his hand. What else could he yell? It was what he always yelled. The last thing he saw was George, spraying the Death Eater that killed him with water and Stupefying them. And he couldn't help but laugh.