"He's where?"
Harry and Hermione were having a hard time believing what Serina and Fred were describing to them in the corner of the library in a set of comfy chairs. "He's in a dimension where magic is not present in any human bloodlines; that's my world. We've been able to get in contact with him using the flu powder communication system that Sirius used to talk to Harry last year in the common room." Serina explained. "How is he doing?" Hermione asked. "Luckily he ended up arriving during the summer and my friends were able to meet him before anyone discovered him to give him a hand with keeping his identity and my disappearance a secret. Having them be here would be no different than me being here." Serina answered. "It seems you have some very trustworthy friends." Harry said. "They are and I miss them dearly which is why we are trying our hardest to figure out how I got here and how me and George will manage to get back." Serina said with sincerity. "Don't worry, Serina. I'm sure we'll figure out how to get you home before the school year is over." Hermione said comfortingly.
The bell rang and the students sprang to their feet running in opposite directions to their classes. Just before they left the library Serina stopped herself and called for Harry. Harry turned back to face her and questioned her about his summoning. "Christmas is just around the corner Harry and that being the case I need to warn you." Serina clasped one of his hands in hers and faced him with a girlish pleading expression. "Please be mindful when you dream. It will help keep others safe." Harry's face was full of worry and question. "I'm sorry to concern you with this but just trust me ok?" Harry nodded and Serina's grave expression switched to a thankful one. "Thank you for understanding. I'll see you later okay?" Serina waved goodbye as she made her way to divinations and her words echoed strongly in Harry's mind.
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"What!? Dad got hurt!?" Ron exclaimed. Serina's head snapped up from her book and a half surprised half concerned expression. Ron was reading a letter sent to him from Mrs. Weasley about a report from the ministry about Mr. Weasley being attacked by a snake of some sort. Everyone realized that Harry and Serina were wearing the exact same expression at that moment but said nothing about it. The two of them shared a glance. "How did you know?" Harry thought. "How did this happen?" Serina thought.
Serina, Harry, Hermione, and all the Weasleys were in agitation all week and were eager to head home to the burrow. They were all relieved when Christmas vacation finally came and they were saved from Umbridge's tyranny. They were even more so when they saw that Mr. Weasley was safe and well. Though he wasn't in perfect condition and had a bandage or two it was better than the alternative. This vacation was also very relieving for Serina because for the next couple weeks she wouldn't have to disguise herself and could look at her own face in the mirror. Dinner was amazing as Mrs. Weasley's always was and they eventually left the dinner and gathered in the living room to hand out Christmas presents. Before Serina could join the family in the living room Harry pulled her aside facing her with a serious façade. "Serina, I need you to tell me what you know will happen." "Harry, I wish I could believe me I do, but I can't risk anything going wrong by telling you that information." Serina's face was overflowing with apology but Harry pressed on. "Serina because you told me to be careful about my dreams I was able to pull my thoughts out of Voldemort's control and save Mr. Weasley. If it can save others you have to tell me what will happen!" Harry was demanding answers and refused to let Serina escape without receiving any, that is until he saw her eyes brimmed with tears. "Harry, please don't make me regret keeping what I know a secret more than I already will. All I can tell you is you must learn to cope with past loses before you can cope with the ones that are coming sooner than you think."
Harry calmed himself and apologized as Serina wiped away her tears. Harry's eyes were down cast but he looked back up to Serina's brightly forced smile when she said, "Now come on let's leave behind this dreary subject and rejoin our family." He smiled back and the two of them found their seats in the living room amongst the Weasly's. Everyone received the traditional Christmas sweater from Mrs. Weasley and some assorted candies, including Serina. "Here you go, dear. Merry Christmas." Mrs. Weasley handed Serina a lumpy package which Serina greeted with a surprised expression. "Mrs. Weasley, I couldn't possibly take George's present in his place. Please, just keep it until he gets back." "Don't be ridiculous. George's gift is on his desk in his room. This is your gift." Serina could tell from Mrs. Weasley's warm hearted smile that she meant every word of good will towardsher and accepted the gift with much gratitude. Serina removed the festive wrapping and found a violet sweater with a white 'S' sown to the front. Without a second thought Serina pulled it over her head.
She looked around at all the other matching sweaters and felt truly like a part of the family now. "Alright everyone, gather up for the picture. Serina give me a hand would you?" Serina ran over to Mr. Weasley who was holding the camera. "Do you know how to work the camera?" He asked as he fumbled over the controls. "Why don't we just cast a quick pic spell?" Serina answered in reply. "What's that?" "Sorry about my slang, Mr. Weasley; it's a spell that takes the picture for you." Serina waved her wand and the camera lifted itself out of Mr. Weasley's hands ready to take the picture. "You really have improved your spell casting, Serina." Serina copied Mr. Weasley's satisfied smile and thanked him before they rejoined the group poised for the photo. Serina bore the brightest smile of anyone and it was apparent when the photo developed and the image of her was laughing merrily and embracing Fred and Harry tightly. They all shared happy moments over the Christmas season. Serina tried her hand at picking out the good jelly beans from the bad along with Harry, Ron, and Fred. Fred was the first to go and he was lucky to avoid the sour look that went with a bad bean. "Wow, blueberry, how lucky." Fred said with a grin. Harry was up next and he popped a brown bean in his mouth hoping to get chocolate or coffee, then spitting it out declaring it to be dirt and receiving many laughs and chuckles. "Okay, Ron, your turn." Fred chortled. Ron grimaced and picked up a green bean hoping it would be pear and not frog legs. Ron's unusual expression caused Serina to speak up. "Tasting defeat there, Ron?" "Close." Ron responded spitting the bean into a trash can. Serina closed her eyes and reached into the box of bertie botts pulling out a brown bean. "Looks like you're eating dirt, Serina." Harry said taking revenge on the dirt bean he had eaten earlier. Serina tossed it in the air and caught it in her mouth before savoring it. "You'd be wrong there, oh chosen one. It is coffee; yum."
Unfortunately, moments like these were gone quickly and everyone was back to school work and Serina was back behind the guise of the missing twin. Now that the first half of the school year was over, Umbridge was in charge, and Harry had formed Dumbledore's army Serina was certain of the following things. Her and Fred would be leaving very shortly, Voldemort would attack Harry at the ministry of magic, and Sirius would be put in mortal danger.