Yeah, this is a very short chapter, but don't worry, the next one is very long :D Thanks for thinking about taking your time to read this :)

Fred closed the envelope gently and held it close to his chest.

"This is for you George," he muttered to himself, "I need to just know it's you, I need proof. I don't just want a wise old wizard telling me it's real, I need more."

He called his owl and it came flying in. His owl was a barn owl. With brown feathers layered with grey and white, it was very beautiful.

"Take this to George Weasley," he whispered to his owl, "down on earth, The Burrow."

He let it fly off his arm and he suddenly felt guilt munching at his stomach.

"I shouldn't have done that," he whispered faintly to himself, "I should have just left it to Krystal."