AN: So this is just a short chapter letting us into what is going through Fred and George's minds with the trial and their brother. Read, Enjoy and Review.

Fred and George had just closed up shop for the night. It had been a long day working at their Diagon Alley location. The made some good money but their minds happened to be elsewhere. Marcus Belby from the Ministry came to see them to get their statements about their brother; their brother that killed a woman and attempted to kill one of their best friends and their old professor and a new friend.

"George, do you think that we are going to be able to stand up there in front of all of those people and condemn our brother to life in Azkaban or worse the Dementors Kiss?" George voiced the worry that had been plaguing his mind since the found out about Ron being caught a part of him wanted his bother to never be caught, continue to run. At least that way he would have a partial life.

"Fred, I just do not know. I love Ron and always will. It is just the three of us left from. We have lost so much already. It just does not seem fair that us Weasleys always have gotten the short end of the stick so to say.

"But we do not know what he is capable of. I never thought our bother would be a murdered. And we both have families to think about now. You have Verity and Maryse and I have Angelina and baby Weasley. We need to do what we can. Maybe we can ask for life in prison, or something to where he will still be with us but not."

The two of them walked him in silence. Usually the only walked him on the warm summer days and not the cold winter ones but both of them needed the fresh air. Each was lost in their thoughts. This was hard on the both of them and there was no one else in the world that shares the same pain the two of them did with this.

They walked into the house and the first thing they noticed was the quiet. They walked into the sitting room there was no one. That was usually the place that Sirius would play at until bed time. They decided to walk to the kitchen, they would at least find one of the house-elfs.

George lead the way and walked in first, all that was in there was Vertiy and Maryse. "Hey, there daddy your little girl has missed you today." She said walking over and giving him his daughter.

"Where is Angie?" Fred asked from the door.

"Fred I am afraid she has a nasty bout of the flu she has been sick and in bed since you left today." Verity said. Fred left and went upstairs to his room.

"What about Tonks and the kids?"

"It is Wednesday, George she is at the school with Remus. You looked tired. Busy day?"

"No, V, just had a meeting with the Ministry about Ron. We were told that we just might get put on the stand along with Harry. They looked at Harry's deposition and said that it would be of great use to show that Ron was not always 'manic' that is what they called him manic. And they told us as his brothers we would be good character witnesses."

"That does not seem too bad, George."

"But the thing is, V, we are kind of between the rock and the hard spot. We are worried about Ron because all we can see him as is our little kid brother that wanted us to teach him how to fly. But then he killed a woman. That is not Ron but the potion messed him up and we are worried that he will harm our family.

"We want to see him get what he deserves for taking a life and trying to take another but we still want our brother. But then we do not want to hurt Hermione and Severus anymore then what Ron has done."

"George." Verity said as she brought him some warm food and a stiff drink. "It is time for you to think about what is right for you. All of your life you and Fred have thought together about things and you were always influenced by your family. You stood up for yourselves once it is time that you do it again. If you are that with what Hermione would think go and ask her about it.

"I am sure that she can understand. He is your brother and there are only the three of you left. If you want to try to bargain down his sentence do it. I do not want him to receive a Dementors Kiss, I would like him to see Maryse one day and meet out other children." She sat next to him and took Maryse.

"On the other hand George, he did kill a woman, and tried to kill the person that we all thought he loved the most. He cannot get off with a slap on the wrist. You are in a hard position, we all happen to be. How do you think Hermione or Harry feels? Not only have the lost a friend that lost a part of themselves."

"I know, V, I know. This is just one crummy situation that we are all thrust into. I just wish that we could all go back to normal. Voldemort has been dead for three years and he is still ruining the lives of people. I just do not know what to do, V."

"George I am sure that more then just you feel that way. Now eat your dinner."

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Fred walked up the stairs to his room toward the top of the house. He walked into his room and saw Angelina sleeping ever so lightly on the bed. She looked like an angel. He decided not to wake her and walked to the adjoining room, the nursery for their unborn child. It was being used for a storage room. He walked over to a box that he brought from the Burrow.

He was looking for one specific item. After a few moments of rummaging in the box he found an old photo album. He walked over to the rocker in the room and sat down. He opened up the front cover to find an image of his mum and dad on their wedding day. The next few pages of pictures showed Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred and George all as babies. Then there was Ron. All pink faced from screaming and crying his red hair just in little tuffs on the top of his head.

The innocents of that baby in that pictured was taken away by Voldemort. How could he go into that court room in two days, look his brother in the eye and say things that were sure to get him sentenced to life in prison or the Dementors Kiss. There was no way possible he could do that?

He couldn't. That was his answer he could not do that to his brother, besides George, Ron was the only person, Fred had left. Of course he had Angelina and the baby, but that would never compare to his brother. He promised their mum on Ron's first day to watch over Ron and protect him. Fred promised that he would, no matter what happened he would always protect Ron.

He needed to come up with a plan some way to get him out of that chamber and on the run. He had the money and the house had the supplies, he just needed the plan to get him out. He began to pace the room, he had to think. He walk down to the kitchen and noticed that it was empty and the house was quiet. Everyone must be sleeping.

He got out a cold Butterbeer and went up to the attic. "There should be a tent up here and some camping supplies. I will get Ron some gold and exchange it for some muggle money then ship him off to the Americas, on one of them muggle contraptions called an arreoplane.

"How to get into the Ministry though? I just cannot go in there and break down the door and pull him out…"

"No, Fred you can't and you won't." Angelina stood in the doorway wrapped up in a blanket. "Fred you are not thinking. He cannot walk." Fred looked at his wife, there was sadness etched in her face.

"Angie, I have to do this. I cannot let him rot in Azkaban. I promised my mum. What would she think of me? How will I be able to sleep at night knowing I was one of the people to put my youngest brother in jail?"

She walked over to him and put an arm around him. "Fred, he killed a woman."

"He was out of his mind. He cannot be blamed for it." He said pushing her arm out of the way, his voice began to rise. "She did it to him anyway, her and that stupid potion. She did this to him." He said yelling at her, yelling at the world, yelling at life itself.

"Are you forgetting Fred that she was pregnant with his baby?"

"That was never proven, Ang that was just speculations." He snapped back.

"He confessed, Fred to killing her and trying to kill Hermione and Severus."

"Ang, he was out of his mind, he should not be sent to Azkaban for that."

"No, I agree with you. But he should be sent to Azkaban for killing Cho." She snapped back at him. She needed to get him to accept reality.

"NO!" Fred said picking up the heaviest thing he could find and slamming it against the wall. His moist eyes welled with tears, "no, no, no." His mind and heart were a raging. Him mind knew what Angelina was saying was true, but his heart would not accept or believe it.

He collapsed to the floor. "He is so young, Angie, so young. He never got to have a life. It's not fair."

Angelina walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him, "life is not fair, Fred. You should know it better then anyone else. He needs help, Fred and both you and your brother need to realize that. That person is not the Ron that you grew up with. He has changed and that change has caused him to hurt a lot of people. You do not realize it now but that change is hurting you."