After Madam Pomfrey and Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall were satisfied that George hadn't suffered any permanent brain damage, he was free to leave. It had taken until the end of the week for them to be convinced of this though, considering George kept purposely forgetting people's names and not remembering how to swallow his food.

Fred was sent back to classes the day after George awoke and so, on the Friday afternoon, George was semi-chatting to Evan as he lethargically packed his extra pyjamas and untouched school books, "Did my semi-coma help with your paper?"

Evan laughed, looking up from her desk at him, "It did, actually. I used you as my main subject. Poppy was very impressed at my ability to heal you."

"So I shouldn't tell you I was actually just sleeping the last day before I 'woke up' right?" George was smiling mischievously air quoting 'woke up' with his fingers.

"You're not serious, are you?" Evan looked concerned, "that is important research and it'll send all my conclusions haywire!"

George was laughing now, "I'm kidding. I was totally out of it until I heard…" he trailed off, not wanting to embarrass Evan.

"Until you heard what?" she asked, curious to see what it was that brought George back.

George cleared his throat awkwardly, "Until I heard Fred welling at you…" he said, suddenly taking an interest in his potions book.

"Oh," she said quietly.

Neither spoke for ten minutes or so.

"He misses you." George said suddenly, "Fred, I mean."

"Here I was thinking you were talking about Hagrid." Evan sighed sarcastically.

"I'm serious," George looked to Evan, "He's been moping around the castle and complaining about everything…"

"You've been here all week, how would you know?" Evan scoffed.

"Lee told me this morning when he brought me breakfast; said Fred's a real mess without you." George zipped his bag and threw it over his shoulder.

"Well," Evan sighed, "he hasn't come to talk to me, answered my owls or even looked at me during meals in the Great Hall... if he 'misses' me so much," it was her turn for air quoting, "he can come and see me."

"Just go and see her!" George was begging his brother for what seemed like the hundredth time this month. It had been a month since George had been discharged from the Hospital Wing and Fred still hadn't settled things with Evan.

"We have potions this afternoon, don't we?" Fred asked Lee Jordan, completely ignoring his brother's edict.

"Unfortunately," Lee answered, looking worriedly at George as he started at Lee in awe.

"Right-o." Fred said, "I'll meet you there. I'm off to snag some food from the elves."

Fred made his way through the crowd and off to the kitchens as George started to laugh.

"I have the best plan." George smiled.