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AN: Hariel of the Resistance will have a slow update system, one update every 1-2 months due to slow manga . I wish I could write and publish chapters at the rate I was in the beginning but unless you want to wait 4-5 months per update like we do the manga I will have to slow things down. Thank you for the patience and being so understanding.

Here is a mini chapter

Of Death and Rebirth

IN THE FORMER WORLD OF HARRY POTTER:

The remaining Weasley family was gathered around their now youngest son's bed. George was finally succumbing to the grief that had plagued and sapped his strength in both magic and body for the past five years.

The death of his twin brother had hit him hard as it would any one who had a twin that died. After seeing Fred's body he had been in a stupor of pain unable to think clearly. It was a few hours after the battle that Fred's death had really sunk in. It was then he had broken down completely and cried until no more tears were able to be shed and he was reduced to dry sobs.

Mere hours later the Ministry led by one Delores Umbridge had stormed in and made their way to Gryffindor tower and subsequently arrested his adoptive younger brother Harry Potter on trumped-up charges of treason and being the next dark lord. He had fought to get to his pseudo little brother only to be held back by spells and to see his own younger brother and his fiancé , Hermione, holding some of the chains imprisoning Harry and calling him horrible names and lobbing spells at him with cruel laughter on their lips.

Once they were gone George had enough strength to go with his family to the ministry to try to find and stop Umbridge, Ron and Hermione. They arrived too late. George who had been in the lead arrived just in time to see Harry viciously shoved by Ron into the veil.

Again George had shut down emotionally at the answer he and his family got from Ron for why he had done this. He and Hermione had done it for Harry's money. George's soul had died more that day. Half of him had gone with Fred and another part with Harry and yet another was dying from hearing the reason his former brother had betrayed Harry.

A few short weeks later Ron, Hermione, Umbridge and her minions had been arrested for what they had done to the savior of their world. The trail had been surprisingly fair. Arthur Weasley had become Minister and had asked for a fair trail, and in a move that would go down in history, appointed someone else as the judge, so his heart would not get in the way of justice, something never before seen in a minister. The trail had gone on for days. All witnesses took veritaserum before their testimony to ensure it was truthful, and did the defendants, though they tried to protest.

Their own testimony damned them as they spoke of the plot they had come up with to dispose of Harry by claiming he was the next dark lord and how they had used his half nymph heritage to gain Umbridge's help. How they planned on killing Teddy were going to take his inheritance of the lord titles, have the ministry void the will and spilt the vast fortune three ways.

George listened to the testimony and sat with his family at the sentencing where the conspirators had been sentenced to the dementor's kiss. It was Luna Lovegood who had saved them from such a fate saying simply that even though they betrayed them Harry wouldn't have wanted that for anyone.

Instead they were given the next best thing, a 1500's traitor's death in Diagon Ally square. Though George hadn't been to the execution and had not read the paper afterwards what had happened had completely destroyed his spirit. Mere weeks after Ron and Hermione's deaths he had collapsed in his shop and was rushed to St. Mungo's. There he was diagnosed with failing magic. A rare and incurable aliment that came from a mixture of major emotional blows one after another and loosing the will to live. It was a slow and painful death sentence.

Five years after the fact, George was in bed surrounded by his remaining family, their children and his friends. He had lasted longer than anyone ever recorded with failing magic syndrome though no one envied him for it. He had hung on as long as he could when Fleur had gotten pregnant and Charlie, and Percy had Married.. He even hung on a few months for Ginny who after mourning Harry for three years had finally gotten engaged.

But now he could post pone his death no longer and the pain was not worth it. He said his good byes and told Lee he has giving him part ownership of the shop, to be shared with his family. George told his family good by and told him he loved them one last time. Slowly he closed his eyes a small tired smile on his face and went to sleep never again to wake in his sobbing mother's arms.

Death was not what he had been expecting. It was calm peaceful and warm. When he opened his eyes he found himself in the laboratory room of his shop. His and Fred's favorite place in the world to come up with new pranks. Seeing no one, he was just about to pick up some of the equipment and examine it when a voice said.

"Forge!"

George whipped around and was promptly tackled by his twin. George stared at him in shock for a moment before latching on like a limpet to his brother refusing to let go.

"Well, I see you're happy to see your twin again." Said a voice.

George clutched tighter to his brother and looked around his vision landing on an unassuming man. The man smiled at him and his brother. Fred did not seem afraid so George relaxed minutely.

"You really had a tough time out there huh? I mean, Fred dying young in a war was bad but you, your last few years were miserable. I feel for you, I really do." Said the stranger as he looked at Fred and George.

"Now I have a proposition for you two and you can accept it or not but you must choose together as you will be going together. I am not some sadist that enjoys hurting people no matter the stigmata you living people stamp on me." The man said conjuring up a table, three chairs and three foaming mugs of cold butterbeer.

The three sat down and took a long sip of the delicious drink before the options were heard. Letting themselves relax. After half an hour of discussing various prank methods that the mysterious man had found hilarious they got down to business.

"Now boys here is the deal. You can stay here and stay dead in this world, or you can go to a new world together in your old bodies and help your adoptive brother Harry out." Was all the man said.

The twins were stunned for a moment before they started bombarding the stranger with questions. But he refused to say anything. All he would say was life would be hard, and nothing as fun as their last life, but nothing as bad either. They would be working for the freedom on the world against an empire and saving the world from the one who wished to destroy it. They would be together for all eternity with Harry, they would never again be separated, and would have a purpose. However there was a down side.

"If you leave this world there is no returning. Your souls will be bound to the new world and you will never see your family again; even in death. If you don't leave, Harry will have no one from this world to be at his side for the rest of eternity" was all that was said.

The twins thought on that for what seemed like several days and finally decided. They wrote a long letter and gave it to the man, who they now knew to be Death and asked him to give it to their family members one by one as they died. Death agreed and as they faded from this world into the other a woman appeared. Once they had faded completely she spoke.

"You gave them what you promised but tricked them at the same time. You are quite devious. I am not sure if I can condone your methods" Said Destiny, looking at her older brother with disapproval.

"I gave them all that I promised. They will be together always and with Harry for all eternity. The fact that they neglected to ask what I meant by being at his side. And no souls from this world being with him for eternity was their fault. Sirius's soul in in that world, but he is not bound to Hariel, nor will he be. Before the end he will speak with Hariel as will the others before they come back to this plane." Replied Death in an indifferent tone.

Destiny frowned in disapproval as she felt the destiny and fate of the twins change beyond her control

"You have not dealt them a kind fate" Was all she said as she turned to leave.

**In the 07 Ghost world**

Two red haired twins woke up side by side. In a unconscious synchronized movement they checked their surroundings. What they had taken as a dream was not a dream and they really were in a new world, if the feel of the magic was anything to go by. Death had been kind enough to give them all the information they needed to get by in the world they were in. Including where to find Harry who they now knew was called Hariel in this world.

"Gred, I think we really stepped in it this time" was all George said as the mission they had been given was revealed to them in full.

"I think you're right by dear Forge. We really stepped in it helping to run a freaking resistance!" they said in unison

Fred sighed in resignation. "Well we best find Ickle Harrykins.

"We have to help him. Right now he is pretending to be Yuri, a personal sklave of some noble guy" Said George as the information made itself known in his he.

"Yes, and he glamoured himself to look like his dear old mum" replied Fred

"So he could pass as our little bother!" Exclaimed George happily.

"Yes so all we need to do to provide him with an alibi to leave to go on his next mission is show up say we are his older brothers and ask how much it would be to buy his freedom!" Crowed Fred in victory.

It was perfect since Hariel wouldn't need to leave for a few months it would give them time to earn and steal the money 'buy' their little brother and take him 'back to the family farm'. Now all they needed to do was get there. Luckily Death had dropped them off a few miles from the city gate in a safe location. He had also given them ID cards. Giving them the names Fred and George Prewitt instead of Weasley ,which probably would have stuck out like a sore thumb anyway, And listed their home as a small out of the way farm and their occupation was 'freemen farmers'

Death had even given them an entire history to go with their story, how they had bought their own freedom back four years ago, and how they had searched for the rest of the

family only to find all but their baby brother dead.

"You know it's a good thing Death made us the same age again" Said Fred

"Yes other wise them would be so much more complicated" Said George lifting one of the packs left for them off the ground.

"Too true Forge, Now lets go find our baby brother!" Said Fred heading towards the Road with George on his heels.

Life was about to get interesting.