AN: This story will be told in drabbles. One update a day of 300 words, with the occasional longer installment. I hope you all enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or plot line from Harry Potter or Inuyasha.
Fred
He had never, ever seen his brother that angry before. Honestly, he wasn't sure that either of them had ever been infuriated like this in the past at all. It was part of their problem when it came to joking about everything. They generally would just shrug everything off and if the worst came to the worst, they knew they always had each other. Granted, he had never seen his brother so depressed before six months ago. It's just a year of firsts for the Weasley twins it would seem... including his own death.
But now he was off topic.
Fred completely thought for a moment that George might actually curse or hex this poor girl. To top it all off she was actually telling the truth. But of course George had no way of knowing this. The real question was how to get him to believe her… seeing as Fred did not want to pass up on this opportunity of an afterlife time.
"... I never joke about the dead." Kagome said quietly but stern. While he wasn't sure just how often this mysterious woman has had to deal with the dead before, he was a smidgen jealous that she had wrapped her arms around his twin brother in a hug instead of trying to get away from the crazy git. After all, it seemed he was two seconds away from jinxing her.
He was even more surprised when George, shock etched on his face from her strange reaction, responded by wrapping his arms around her in return. His wand now lie tossed aside to the floor, forgotten. His fingers gripped the long trench coat she had worn to protect her from the cold weather outside. There were no tears, they were simply holding one another in a comforting manner.