Author's Note: Woah, is this one a long chapter. I didn't really originally plan on having this chapter to be so long, but it is what it is. Thanks for the readers that bear with me through my long confusing story. I have based the story like the war had happened in Fred and George's 5th year/ Harry Potter's 3th year, so don't be confused with the dates in the story. With that said, please keep reading and reviewing! (C'mon, one teensy, little review isn't gonna hurt)

- weasleygirl1999

Chapter 10: Fate

Fred's Point Of View

Yea, so my fate isn't as good as I thought. Then again, I heard it from a ghost in a bathroom, so it could be better, I just don't know it. All I'm trying to do is change it, because I don't want my future to consist of a knife, because normally, knives aren't used for good things. Maybe that means I am going to get hurt, or maybe that means I am going to hurt someone else, but I don't know. It hasn't even been 24 hours yet, so I guess I'll wait. Or, I could just try to change my future.

Fred, get up! Breakfast is ready!

Coming Mum!

I am the last one at the table, but I don't really care to notice. I am not that hungry, but since I haven't eaten anything in almost a year, Mum is practically shoving food down my throat.

Fred, honey, please eat something. You haven't eaten anything in a year.

But Mum-

Don't say that you're not hungry, because no one wouldn't be hungry if they hadn't eaten in a year.

She's got a point, mate.

Percy, does this include you?

No, but-

Be quiet, then.

Bill, you're not in this either, so-

Dad, neither are you.

So? I'm your father, so I'm kinda included...

Well, kinda isn't enough.

What-ever Fred. Percy, my boy, have any luck on your research?

Not yet, Dad.

Whatcha researching on, Perce?

Nothing much. Just some stuff on the war, is all...

What? You kind of mumbled that last part, Perce.

I said that I'm just doing some research on the war, okay?

So, you're researching on the reason I was dead?

That's not what I meant, Fred.

Oh really? 'Because I'm pretty sure that's what you meant.

Fred, honey, just let it go.

No, Mum! He practically is saying that he is brushing up his skills on the reason I wasn't here for a year! Are you gonna learn on why George isn't here next?

Honey, that's not what he meant, and you know it.

No, Mum, I don't. Maybe that's what you think I should know, but it's not. Maybe that's what the old Fred would know, but I'm different.

Honey-

Stop, 'Honey'-ing me! Mum, you're just gonna let it go?

Fred, stop! You're getting yourself worked up about nothing, okay?

Bill, why don't you stop? I haven't talked to you in months, and all you guys are worrying is why I'm here.

Fred, you should have died. Those stones hit you extremely hard, and that's when you were gone. We couldn't do anything about it, but you're here!

Percy, honey, why would you know that?

Because- well, I sort of-

Were you the one to kill me, Perce?

No, Fred! It's just that- well, I was- I was with you.

You- You let me die. You couldn't have warned me?

No, Fred, it wasn't like that!

No, that's what it was exactly like.

I can't hold back anymore, so I run. I run out the door, past the garden, and into the woods. I can hear someone run after me, and Merlin, I hope it isn't Percy.

Fred, wait!

Just- Just leave me alone!

I run past tens of trees, trying to find one easy to climb. I find a tall, wide tree with lots of branches. As I climb, I try to break some branches so whoever it was can't follow me up the tree. Luckily for me, they can't find me. I try to be as quiet as I can, not breathing too loud, and I see who it is. It wasn't Percy, for one, but Bill. Why he is following me?

Mum, I can't find him!

Just come back, honey! He'll turn up sooner or later!

So that's what it is like? This family stops searching for their family after like, five or six minutes? So much for anyone in our family that wants to try out for Seeker on the Quidditch team...

He couldn't have run that far anyways, Mum!

Just come back home, Bill! He'll come back in a while, just give him some time!

Problem is, I don't wanna go back. I'll go back when they find me.

And Merlin, I hope they never find me.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

Merlin! What is that stupid noise? It's giving me a headache!

People say that thinking when you have headaches just makes them worse. Apparently, I'm not so big on listening. It's been almost three hours, and no one has come looking for me. It hurts, to think that no one cares, but I want to be alone.

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

Uh! I can't even here my thoughts over the noise.

Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.

Oh, great! Now there's humming, too? Wait, if there's humming, then there must be a person…

Thinking the word person reminds me of the word people, and the word people reminds me of the phrase, 'Fred and George', and that, well, reminds me of George. And thinking of George makes me cry, so I bawl my eyes out.

Hmm. Hmm. –Wait... Hello? Is someone there?

Why is she here?

I want to be alone, but I can handle at least her, at least she doesn't fully annoy me. I can see her look around, then up in the trees. She sees me, then she smiles ear-to-ear.

Hello, Fred! Why are you crying?

It's nothing...

You must have a reason to be up in a tree all alone and crying.

She has a point...

Just thinking...

Thinking about what?

George.

Oh... well, if it's okay, can I can sit next to you?

But all of the branches are broken.

She didn't care. She starts to climb up another tree, and jumps from the branch onto the one I'm currently sitting on.

...But that still really doesn't explain why you are up in a tree.

Oh, well, you know my family...

What did they do this time?

Percy thought it'd be nice to bring up the war at breakfast.

Oh my Merlin! He did that?

Yep. And no one backed me up when I said that it was rude. –Wait a sec, Luna, shouldn't we be in school?

Nah, Dumbledore let us go early, since the Triwizard Tournament, and the war.

Well, that's cool.

He's a cool guy, you know...

Yea. I plan to go back, you know.

What do you mean?

I'm going back to the school. I thought that there could be something there that could change my future, after I heard about it...

How'd you hear about your future? From Professor Trelawney?

Merlin, no! Percy told me that she is a total nutcase, and she doesn't know anything. He's surprised that she hadn't been fired yet, but I don't care. –Luna, how'd you exactly get here?

Oh, I walked.

Really? How far did you walk?

A couple of blocks... I don't live that far away. Just cross the forest, and turn left in a small grassy field, and then you'll be at my house.

Really? I didn't know you live that close...

Yep. Hey, listen-

Fred! Where are you?

Sorry, Luna. What was that?

Nothing. Who's calling for you?

I don't know, probably my Mum... Oh no.

What?

I'm trying to avoid my family, remember? If they find me, they won't let me leave again. Hey, can you take me to your house?

It'll take a bit, but I can try.

Why don't we just apparate there, Luna?

Okay, take my hand.

Sure thing, my friend.

Luna stretches out her hand, and I take it. In seconds, we are standing outside of her house, which is many stories high, like ours.

Wow, Luna-

You like it? We just built it, when my Mum died.

Luna, I'm sorry, I didn't know...

It's okay, I still have you, right?

What about your Dad?

Luna sits down on one of the steps, and sighs.

Fred, my father- well, he died a couple of weeks ago. I'm all alone, here. I don't have any brothers or sisters, but your family is the closest I have, and you are the closest thing I have to a brother.

I sit next to her, and I put my hand around her waist. She lays her head on my shoulder, but she suddenly sits up.

Fred! I just remembered something!

What?

Come inside, and I'll tell you.

She pulls off her necklace, which holds a key, and places the key in the lock on the door handle, turns it, and opens the squeaky door. She runs in the house, and I slowly follow her. She comes back with a book, called The Tales of Beedle the Bard, and opened to a page labeled The Tale of the Three Brothers.

What exactly is this for, Luna?

Fred, this is about the Deathly Hallows, three magical objects that together, make one master of death.

What are the three Deathly Hallows?

The Elder Wand, which is destroyed, the Cloak of Invisibility, and the Resurrection Stone.

What happened to the Cloak and the Stone?

All I know is that they are still functional, but the Stone is lost. Someone has it, but no one knows who. The Cloak, as you may know, is now owned by none other than Harry Potter.

Okay then. What does the Stone do?

The Stone can bring dead people back to life. I don't know if it would work for you, because you and George have to same DNA, but you could try and find it and see.

That's what you called me in here for?

Pretty much, yea. Hey, wanna go see Percy Gred?

Who?

You know, my Thestral?

Oh yea, sure, but how can you apparate, exactly? You are too young to do that, right?

Not exactly, my father taught me how to when my mother died, so when I was about nine.

Really? That's cool.

Yea, so if you don't mind, we should be going.

Okay, whatever.

Again, she holds out her hand, and I gradually take it. In a moment, we are standing outside of the kitchen at the school.

Luna, why are we outside of a kitchen?

I have to grab something for him to eat; I haven't fed him in a few days.

Oh, is that why you were here when I was?

Yea, it's a good thing too, or else I wouldn't have found you.

We walk in the kitchen, which is scattered with busy house elves.

Whoa-

Hi there!

Hello, Isabel, how are you doing today?

I'm fine, Miss. Lovegood. Who is this gentleman with you today?

Isabel, this is Fred Weasley. Fred, this is Isabel, one of the kitchen elves here.

Nice to meet you, Isabel.

Another Weasley? I haven't heard that name in two years. Do you know Percy?

Yea, he's my brother. A bad one at that, too.

Anyways, what would you like this evening, Messrs. Lovegood and Weasley?

Hmm, some carrots and some apples, please.

Out feeding Percy Gred, again, I see?

Yes Ma'am.

Okay, coming right up!

I watch as the thrilled elf scampers to the refrigerator and pulls out a bag of carrots and apples, which is always pre-made for times like this.

Here you are, and have a nice afternoon.

You too, Isabel.

Luna reaches out and feeds Percy yet another apple, and she strokes his neck, which I can't see, and I think it's ridiculous, seeing someone stroke the air.

So, you've never seen one of these before?

Nope. I still can't, but I don't know why...

Only people that have witnessed death or have been close to death can see them.

I've been close to death before!

Well, I don't know. I'm trying to get Madam Hooch to let me fly on Percy Gred instead of a broom, but she still won't let me. He isn't that big, only a baby still, but he can fly just as well as a broom. It is even true that people use Thestrals instead of brooms, but next time I see her, I'll mention that to her.

What do you mean, 'instead of a broom'?

Quidditch, of course!

And that is?

It's a game where seven people are on each team. There are two beaters, three chasers, a seeker and a keeper. There are three kinds of balls, two bludgers, a quaffle, and a snitch. The beaters try to knock the bludgers away from the team with bats. The chasers try to throw the quaffle into one of three hoops, while the keeper tries to keep them from scoring. The seeker tries to catch the snitch and whoever does, their team gets 150 points, and the game is over. You and George were the best beaters ever, and I'm going to try out next year for the Ravenclaw team.

Uhh, can you repeat that?

You know what; I think it's time to go. Bye Percy, I'll see you later!

I think I'm going to stay here.

Okay, just come back when you're done. Here, take this.

What's this?

It's a app rock, of course!

Which is...?

An apparation rock, app rock for short, is a rock that people who don't know how to apparate use to travel long distances. Since you don't know how to, I'm giving you my old one.

Wow, thanks Luna!

You're welcome. You can come back to my house when you're done, okay?

Well, I wasn't planning on going to my house, THAT'S for sure.

Well, see ya later!

In a swift second, I'm alone again. I walk back inside, and travel up some stairs. I come to see an open doorway, and I go inside it. I travel up some stairs, and I see what looks like an office. I look to my left and I see what looks like a bowl with some water in it. I look in it, and I see a message.

Let your tears flow in me, and I'll show you what your past life used to be.

Well, at least I know what it means. I remember how whenever I think of George I cry, so I think of him, and sure thing, I start to cry. In an instant, I start to see my past, and I'm pretty sure that I look so confused, it's a good thing that I'm by myself.

First thing, I see me and George at Kings Cross Station, confusing our Mum.

Okay Fred, you're next!

He's not Fred, I am!

Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother.

Oh, sorry George.

I'm only joking, I am Fred!

That scene disappears, and a new one appears. This time, by the courtyard at Hogwarts.

Well done, Harry! Wood's just told us.

Fred and George are on the team, too. Beaters.

Our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises, though. Rough game, Quidditch-

-Brutal, but no one's died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally, but they'll turn up in a month or two!

Yet another scene appears, this time, however, in a hall in Hogwarts.

Look everyone; it's the heir of Slytherin!

Be careful, seriously evil wizard coming through!

This moment seems like it had been a couple of years later, but in the Great Hall in Hogwarts.

I didn't mean to open it… It was badly wrapped… They made me do it!

Did not!

This scene, now in a quiet room, I faintly remember…

Nice try Harry, but not good enough.

Come on guys, I'm trying to get to Hogsmeade.

We know!

If you'll stop squirming, we'll show you a better way…

Guys, come on…!

Aww, bless him.

Now Harry…-

-Come and join the big boys!

'Messrs. Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs are proud to present... The Marauder's Map…?'

We owe them so much.

Hang on, this is Hogwarts. And that... No. Is that really...?

Dumbledore-

In his study-

Pacing-

Does that a lot.

So you're telling me that this map shows...?

Everyone.

Everyone?

Everyone.

Where they are-

What they're doing-

Every minute-

Of every day.

Brilliant! Where'd you get it?

Nicked it from Filch's office of course. First year.

Now listen, there are seven secret passageways leading out of the castle. We'd recommend...

This one.

The One-Eyed Witch passageway-

It'll lead you straight to Honeyduke's cellar-

We'd best hurry. Filch is headed this way-

Oh, and Harry, don't forget. When you're done, just give it a tap and say…

'Mischief Managed.', otherwise anyone can read it.

Another confusing scene comes up, and it looks like it's at the same place Percy took me the other day…

Not flashing that clipping again, are you Ron...?

I haven't shown anyone!

No, not a soul! Unless you count Tom-

The day maid-

The night maid-

The cook-

The bloke who came to fix the toilet-

And that wizard from Belgium!

Another scene later, one at the hospital wing, a place that looks like no one likes to be at.

Looks a bit peaky, doesn't he?

Peaky? What'd you expect him to look like? He fell a hundred feet!

Yea, c'mon Ron. We'll walk you off the astronomy tower and see how you look.

Probably a right sight better than he normally looks...

Harry! How're you feeling?

Brilliant, Hermione.

Gave us a right good scare there, mate.

Not to my surprise, another scene comes, and this is the last one I'm looking at before I pass out from exhaustion.

The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the Wizarding world for nearly 10 centuries. I will not have you, in one night, besmirch that name by behaving like a babbling, bumbling, band of baboons.

Try saying that five times faster.

Babbling, bumbling, band of baboons.

Babbling, bumbling, band of baboons.

I look away from the water, uninterested in anymore of the memories I've once lived, and I hear a faint screaming noise that sounds like it came from downstairs. I get up and run down there, only to see some of the kitchen elves by the door of the kitchen, screaming and crying.

Umm, what happened?

A rather small elf, by the name of Leo, comes up to me and tells me what happened.

Sh-She- She took her.

Who? Who'd they take?

Miss. Lestrange, sir.

Who'd she take?

She- she took her, and she- she screamed. Leo tried to stop them, but Miss. Lestrange apparated too fast. Leo's sorry, sir-

Who. Did. She. Take?

She took Isabel.

Why- Why'd she take her?

Leo doesn't know, sir. Isabel heard someone in Headmaster Dumbledore's office, and she went upstairs to see who, but that's when Leo heard the scream. Leo is terribly sorry, sir. Leo didn't know-

It- It's okay. I was upstairs, and I heard the scream. I came down to see if you guys were okay, if someone came or something, and that's pretty much it.

Just then, I see a ghost fly by. But not just any ghost, a dementor. I don't know why they'd be here, since I'm the only human here, but-

Oh no.

What's wrong sir?

No, no, no.

I start running to the great hall, where two or three dementors are flying around. My eyes go directly to George, who is surprisingly unmoved, and I breathe hard, because I'm relieved that he's okay. I can't just leave them here, so I give my only hope a shot. I pull out my wand, and stand in a ready position.

Expecto Patronum!

*GASP* Does it work?
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