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Weeks passed.

I spent most of the time engraving memories of Hogwarts into my mind. Simone was off with her friends, making more, it seemed, every week. She always came back though, smiling and happy as she told stories and I had her write down more pranks.

She was going to be okay, I realized when, one afternoon, she walked over and joined Justin Finch-Fletchy at the Hufflepuff's table for lunch. She had grown of her shell and blossomed wonderfully. I smiled as I watched her and I realized I was ready to go.

The day of the End of Year Feast, I stood at the giant oak doors in the Entrance Hall. Sun shone through the glass-stained windows and past through me but . . . I could feel the warmth. Strange.

"Fred." I looked up to see Simone coming down the Great Staircase. She was beautiful. She smiled at me when she reached me. "I've been looking for you everywhere."

"Here I am," I said, smiling back while I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Here you are," she replied, laughing. "Fred, you can't honestly understand how glad I am that I met you. I don't think this year would have ever gone so well had you not been here."

"Glad to hear that," I said, lifting my hand to push a lock of hair out her face. "Makes it almost easier to move on."

"Move on?" Simone took a step back, her smile falling. "What do you mean?" She seemed to realize though what it meant and asked instead, "How do you know?"

"It's like a pull around my stomach, almost like a portkey," I told her, looking to the door again. When I looked back to Simone, there were tears on her face. "Aww Simone! Don't Cry!"

"What!?" She cried, her hands covering her face. "I can't help it! I don't want you to leave. I'll be alone again."

I took her hands in mine. "But you're not alone, love. You've got great friends who adore you just as much as I do. You'll be fine, Simone."

She sniffed and I smiled. "Come on."

I pulled her to the door, still holding her hand. She pushed it open and we stepped outside.

I could feel the sun and the slight breeze on my skin and it felt great.

"You're not transparent anymore," Simone muttered.

I lifted my hand up. "Huh, would you look at that. . ."

"Watcher Fred." Simone gasped and I turned to look by the lake. Sirius, Remus, and Tonks stood waiting. Tonks' smile widened. "About time, poppet."

I turned to Simone again, putting my hands on her face. "I need a favor."

Simone nodded. "Anything, of course."

"I need you to go talk with George. Wait, let me finish," I said before she could interrupt me. "You don't have to do it now. It can be as soon as you're ready but I need you to talk to him, get him out of his slump. Take him out to eat. Tell him about me, if you have to. And if he won't believe you, tell him a secret that only I know."

"Like what?" she asked.

Smiling, I leaned down and whispered it in her ear. Her nose scrunched up and she shook her head. "I can't tell him that!"

"I need you to, it's the only way."

"What makes you think I can make him feel better?"

"Because I know you now, Simone. I think I know why I was made invisible to everyone else but you. It was so that I could see what it was like living your life, invisible to everyone around you. I get it now, and you do too. I was here to help break you from your shell and you are meant to break George out of his. You can do it. You're not the same girl I met, you're funny, talented, beautiful and something incredibly special. George needs someone like you in his life, someone to be his friend like you were to me. Please?"

Simone hesitated, staring up at me with sad eyes. Finally, she nodded, her eyes drifting to the ground. "I'm going to miss you so much," she whispered.

"I'm going to miss you too," I told her.

"Fred," Remus called over to us. "We have to go."

Smiling softly, I placed a finger under her chin, lifting her face so that I could see her eyes. "Chin up, love."

I pressed a kiss against her forehead and she threw her arms around my waist in a tight hug. I hugged her back, fighting my own tears.

I let go of the girl, walking backward away from her with a smile. Sirius wrapped an arm around my shoulders, smiling at Simone over his shoulder. "You did a good thing for her, Fred. I'm sure she'll help George out a lot."

"I'm hoping they'll help each other out," I said, softly. I looked over my shoulder once more. Simone still stood where I left her. I waved and she waved back, a smile coming to her face.

That was the last thing I saw before we were enveloped by a white light.

Simone stood there as Fred and the three other people disappeared. She slumped a little when she realized she'd never see him again, her best friend. Though he had already been a ghost, it was almost as if he had died again . . . .

A few more tears slid down her face again. How would she make it without him? He had been her anchor, the only one who had kept her standing some days when all she felt like doing was locking herself into the dormitory.

"Simone."

She turned quickly, seeing Justin Finch-Fletchy standing on the top steps to the entrance of the castle. He grinned down at her. "What are doing out here? The feast is about to start. We've been looking for you everywhere. You okay?"

"Oh! Yeah," Simone quickly wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her robe, laughing a little. "Yeah, I'm totally fine. I just, you know, it's the last year and all. I'm just a little sad I didn't meet you all a little earlier."

Justin walked down the stairs still smiling. "You act like we all still won't hang out. Don't be sad. Come on, the feast will be starting soon."

He held out his hand. Simone could only stare at him for a moment before she smiled, slipping her hand into his. He pulled her up the stairs.

She'd never forget Fred and she'd definitely keep her promise. But she was glad Justin was here now.

A/N: Aww!! Lol I hope you guys liked this. One more chapter and that'll be all Thanks everyone :-D