Chapter 7
George went into their room and saw Fred crying quietly on his bed. George sat next I him and rubbed soothing circles into his back. "It's alright Freddie..."he whispered.
"Not it's not" he sobbed. "Now it's gonna be worse! Did you see the way he was looking at me? He's gonna kill me Georgie!" George shook his head and got off the bed. "I've been wanting use these for a long time." He pulled out a giant crate of muggle energy drinks. "I'm staying up all night tomorrow, and I'm going to protect you. He's not getting past me." "He'll hurt you too! Protecting me isn't with you getting hurt!" Fred sniffed. George sighed and pulled up his shirt. "I protected you tonight. It was totally worth it Freddie! Sides, I wanna try these muggle drinks!" George said as Fred gasped. He couldn't believe his brother had taken a beating to protect him. George waved his hand. "I'm fine now. Anyway, I'll be fine. Six and a half years of Hogwarts musta taught me something. "George grinned. "Ok...do you think he'll come in here tonight? I mean he seemed pretty angry" Fred asked.
His brother was tougher than him. He had taken a beating and didn't cry about it. That made Fred feel shamed. George sighed. "I'll be fine. Stop worrying." he elbowed him playfully. "Your starting to sound like mum." George laughed. Fred grinned. "Shut up. Your the one risking his neck for me!" he said and punched George in the arm. George laughed. It was good to see his brother's grin. He hadn't seen it for a long time. He decided to ignore the fact that Ginny could punch harder than Fred could. He didn't care either. Fred was smiling, and he rarely ever did. George grinned. "I'm serious mate. He's not doing that to you again." "Promise?" Fred asked, hope shining in his eyes. "Promise." George stated.
Fred smiled. He was happy he wouldn't be hurt anymore. George promises him and the one thing the twins always did was keep their promises. "Freddie, I know we don't say it much, but I love you mate. Don't forget it." George smiled. Fred's heart swelled up like a balloon. "Love you too Georgie." They hugged and let go. "I know you miss Angel, but I was always here to help. You didn't need to turn to drugs. I miss Jay, and look. I still laugh, I smile, but I cry. I don't turn to those things. I go to Mum or Ginny. They help." Fred considered this. What George had said was true. But he had been trying to get off the drugs all week. Andy had even cut him off to help him. "Georgie, I'm trying to get clean. I really am but...it's hard. You know with dad and everything it just gets too much sometimes" Fred said while looking down. "I know Freddie. I know. But there's other ways to be happy." "Like what?" "Everything" Fred looked confused. At first. Then he understood what George meant. There was lots of other things to make him happy. But his drugs were the best euphoria he could find...