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What Would You Do?

I woke up, a little dizzy, a little confused, but I noticed right away it was quiet. Too quiet. I opened my eyes, the room slightly dark around me, but enough light that I could tell it was late. I pulled back the covers, moving around in slight pain but managing to sit up. I looked around again, Ginny's room, back at The Burrow. I rubbed my head, trying to remember the last few hours.

Shaking my head I left the room, stumbling out into the hallway, moving down to Fred and George's room. I peeked in, but it was empty. Right. They were dead. How was it that everything was starting to look okay and then this happened? How did this happen? Why didn't we think about this? Everything I had worked so hard toward, I was doing better, everyone had forgiven Matt—sort of—we had a plan, I was going to marry Fred. And then someone took that away, someone killed him. Possibly with his own wand.

But I had to relax, I couldn't be anger now. I ran a hand through my hair, when was the last time I washed it, it was all tangled and kind of matted. What was wrong with me? I couldn't even comb my hair. I rubbed my eyes and moved to the stairs, I could hear whispering, they were probably wondering if I was okay. Stable. Stupid question to ask now. Had we been more involved and invested in one another maybe we wouldn't have been in this position. I ran a hand through my hair again and started down the stairs, the whispering instantly stopping.

"Don't hush on my account" I said, my voice colder than I thought it would be, or maybe not, I didn't know, or care. But I did. Right?

"Tammie" Melinda said as I finished walking down the last few steps.

"Please, don't tell me how sorry you are, don't say anything" I told her as I walked around her and to the couch. "What's our next move?" I asked looking around as they all shifted uncomfortably. "Well, we can't just stay here, what's our plan?" I asked but again no one said anything.

"What do you wanna do?" Matt asked as he came from the next room.

"I already told you, I wanna go out and find Burnner and kill her" I snapped at him. "I would chop off your sister's head next but you already did that" I continued as I watched his eyes flicker with sadness.

"Calm down, this isn't just his fault" Draco said from other side of the room. I spun around to face him.

"Not his fault? Seriously? You were ready to blame him from the moment he walked into our school and now it's not 'just his fault'?" I shouted. "Where's my wand? Where's my wand?" I asked looking around at the others as I spun around, face to face with Lee now, his wand pointed at me.

"Don't make me stun you again" he said as I took a deep breath. "Come on, outside, you need some air" he said as moved closer and took my arm, leading me outside, away from the house.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Almost nine" he replied quietly as he put his wand away.

"Lee" I said looking at him. "Tell me the truth, please" I said as he continued looking at me. "Give me a sign, anything, just, tell me they're not dead, tell me Fred is hiding and he can't see me right now, tell me dumped me. Anything, just, please, I need to know they're okay" he said as Lee looked away.

"I can't lie to you Tammie" he said as I shifted around my feelings, letting the emotion, or rather lack of emotion take control.

"So, fine, don't, tell me the truth" I said as he moved closer, placing a hand on my shoulder and searching my face, his eyes still sad.

"Fred's dead" he said as I clenched my teeth, allowing the emotions from his words pass through me.

"That's not the right answer" I told him but he just shook his head and then after a second he reached into his pocket.

"They found this when they were taking out the bodies" he said pulling out a small box, silver case, it looked pretty burnt. Slowly, he handed it over, deep down I already knew what it was, but, I had to look anyway. Inside the ring was pretty badly mangled, one the stones was completely removed, the others looked like they had never shined and sort of melted into each other. I nodded and closed the box, sliding into my pocket.

"I'm killing her, Burnner, she's dead" I told him as he nodded. "I should kill Matt now" I mumbled as I turned back to the house but Lee stepped in front of me.

"Tammie, I know you don't want to hear 'relax' or 'calm down' or anything like that. But, really, do you think I'm okay with this? Do you think I'm dealing with this? How about Savannah, and Mrs. Weasley? What about the other Weasleys and Melinda?" he said. I knew he was trying to get me to understand I wasn't alone in feeling like crap or anger or sad, but he didn't understand. No, that was my personal opinion, I just didn't need him to understand. I didn't need anyone to understand. I didn't want anyone to bear this pain. Especially his mum.

"Mrs. Weasley" I whispered, my thoughts spinning back to Abby and her mother, Abby's mum the day she came to Hogwarts, the day she came to tell us Abby had died. "I can't go back in there, I can't face her again, I killed her son, I got her son killed" I told him as I pulled away.

"This isn't your—"

"Don't, don't" I told him as I started to walk away again but stopped halfway across the field. "Don't follow me" I said as I continued walking.

I wasn't even sure how long it took to get to Diagon Alley, let alone the shop. Which was in ruins. Worse than ruins. It looked so empty, so destroyed. I walked in, well, through the mess. Wasn't there something I was supposed to do? They couldn't be dead. I stayed for a while, just looking, thinking but not thinking, letting emotions pass through me. In a way, some deep twisted part of me was sort of waiting for Burnner, hoping she'd show up and murder me. Yes, that would break the Seal, but, I didn't think I really cared. Even Debra showing up would've been something, but they probably knew that would be better, they probably didn't want anyone to show up, watching me suffer even more.

Back at the house, when I returned an hour later, we didn't seem to talk much, I didn't talk at all, we made plans. Sort of. Savannah and Lee would clean up the place, see if anything important managed to not get destroyed. Mrs. Weasley would keep in close contact with Mr. Barrass. Ginny was to stay out of the way—the only demand I made—and the rest of us were going to go the caves on the seventh to help Matt remain human, though we decided it would be best if it was just me and Matt, we didn't think the vampire council would appreciate all of us being there. Of course the others would come, they'd be about ten minutes behind us, and then they'd hid one of the dead ends closest to the entrance. We had the directions, we had a general idea of the process; which was basically have a member of the council pour out my blood and Matt drink it and then become human as one of his parents stood as witness. Then we'd put him in hiding, rest up and wait for Burnner to come to us. Of course by then we'd have the Professors backing us up. Mr. Barrass would definitely see to it that we weren't going by ourselves.

Once back at school, not even two days later, nothing and everything seemed different. People were still looking at me strange. People still whispered. But no one said anything to me. I half wondered if they didn't know about the Seal, they probably thought if they mentioned his name I might faint, or turn into a pile of tears on the floor. But I wouldn't, because deep down I knew I would be. I had my friends, and it wasn't like I wasn't going get revenge.

As I made my way upstairs one night I kept thinking of different emotions. I couldn't just be anger, there had to be other things I could feel. Happiness for others, I was happy for Draco and Melinda, I was happy the others Weasleys were alive; I would be happy if Fred didn't come back at as a ghost. If he did, that would mean he wasn't happy in real life. That would mean he'd have to suffer forever. But I hadn't seen him, so that had to mean he wasn't a ghost.

"Lavender," I heard Matt's voice say as I paused just inside the common room, neither of them seeing I was there.

"Right, right," she replied, though seemingly disregarding whatever he had said. "But if you killed Courtney it would make sense you killed Fred too. You know, get two people out of the way who were stopping you and Tam from being together." I made a face, was she high? Did she want me to throttle her? Did she want Matt to throttle her? I asked as I tuned back in, how did she not even see me here? "Kind of romantic I must admit, did Tam come up with the idea?" she asked as I felt the white anger. Did she seriously think I schemed with some vampire to kill my boyfriend? I was waving my wand and thinking of every spell I could spit out as I continued waving it at Lavender.

"My boyfriend is dead and you're going to gossip about it?" I snapped at her, not even realizing how anger I myself sounded. "You no good, big mouthed, disgusting toad!" I shouted as Lavender turned a nasty shade of green and then started spinning. I wasn't aware what I said, I was only interested in continuing, but just as I waved my wand, I felt Matt grab my wrist.

"C'mon, let's go—" he cut off as I pointed my wand at him. Something neither of us thought was capable. "Tammie" he started slowly. "It's okay" he said as he lowered his wand. Was I really this dangerous running on just anger? What did this mean for my other friends? Could I possibly go out and kill Burnner myself and not have to involve them? Not let anyone else get hurt. "Let's take a walk," he suggested as I slowly brought myself back to reality. We left the common room, not much caring that someone was yelling at me to fix Lavender.

"Tammie, I know all this is really…hard and confusing—"

"Confused?" I snapped at him. Confused was the last thing I was. "Fred Weasley is dead and you think I'm confused?" I asked with a hard laugh. "I'm to blame, I got him killed. And you, you and this stupid Seal, it was supposed to protect me, protect us, and got him killed," I continued in an icily tone. "I trusted you Matthew" I said, my voice catching.

"If you did, continue to, I swear Tam, it will work out in the end" he assured me but I only shook my head. It wouldn't work out if Fred was dead.

"How can it?" I shouted at him. "Fred is dead, I'm not going to be okay, I'm…" I shut my eyes, anger mixed with sadness. "He's gone, Matt," I said unable to keep my brain from cracking, again, the memories seeping into my mind. But then, something happened. The memories settled back, my brain went back into being intact, the sadness was gone. And then I realized why. Matt was kissing me. It was a nice kiss, I was able to forget all the bad stuff, stop grieving, stop tearing apart myself, stop breaking the Seal, I wasn't even half as mad as I was before.

"I love you" he whispered as I let myself take that in, he cared, a lot. He was still alive. I couldn't save Abby, I couldn't save Fred but I'd sure as hell save anyone else cared for me. I'd save Matt, I'd keep myself together for my friends. For Draco. I said a long time I couldn't kill, I wouldn't kill him. At least this way, if things didn't go right and I had to die, I wouldn't have Fred opposing it. Though, with him gone would anyone else oppose it? Besides, Draco? Melinda was quick to jump on board. The others gave their silent approval.

"I know" I responded to Matt's statement. I did know and that was all I could give him. The knowing. Mostly because I didn't love him, at least not like that, but I didn't want it to come out the wrong way. Then again, I was standing here kissing him. And he was a good kisser. Fred was better of course. Was. I hated past tense.

I felt Matt pull me close and kiss me again. As I started to think about that more I realized Matt was pulling away, unexpectedly.

"I thought you wanted this" I said when he stopped kissing me, torn between ashamed and hopeful but then he shook his head and took a little step back as I wrinkled my eyebrows, confused by his decision but not quite reaching anger, though I didn't understand it. He had pinning for me since he met me and I was obviously single, hell, I was Sealed to him, but yet now he wanted to have control, now he wanted to say no?

"Not like this, not on my terms and not with Fred gone" he answered as I looked over, shaking my head in disbelief. Right, he didn't want to rebound. Could I really blame him?

"Right" I said, my voice tight, my expression no doubt filled with annoyance. "Don't think about bothering me until the seventh" I said plainly as I started back to the common room.

"Tammie" he started but I shook my head.

"I won't hurt anyone else, don't worry, you took most of my anger away" I told him as I caught of glimpse of him sigh before I walked off.