109. Nightmares and Depressing Talks

**Fred's POV**

"Is it just me, or did Grimmauld Change?" I asked looking around.

"Kreacher!" Padfoot yelled. "What did you do to my house!"

"Kreacher did nothing, Master" Kreacher bowed and Apparated out of the room.

"Kreacher!" Sirius marched away to find him.

"Sirius!" Remus went after him.

"You'll have your same rooms so you know where they are" Tonks said and she went to follow Remus.

"That's interesting" George and I said with a smirk.

"Come on, kids. It's already midnight. Off to bed" Mum said to us.

"Night, Mum" All of us Weasleys said while Harry and Mione said "Night, Mrs. Weasley."

"Night, children," Mum said with a soft smile and we went upstairs.

"Don't worry" 'Mione took my hand. "We'll get through this."

"I know we will as long as you and Harry are around" I leaned in and kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight, Fred" She smiled.

"Sweet dreams, 'Mione" I smiled back and George and I headed to our rooms.

"Interesting day, huh, Freddie?" George asked sitting on his bed.

"Very, Georgie" I responded.

"Bad anniversary?"

"You have no idea" I fell down onto my pillow.

"Like Granger said, it'll be better next year. I guess..." George said slowly.

"I hope you're both right" I turned to face the wall instead of my brother's bed.

"Night, Forge" I heard Gred call out.

"Night, Gred" I said back and I instantly knew Gred fell asleep in a second.

I had a difficult time trying to sleep. I stared at the ceiling a while later.

This is the worst possible thing I could ever imagine. I mean, I can see it on any other day, but Christmas? And me and 'Mione's anniversary? They truly have no soul whatsoever. What If Voldy killed you on Christmas, huh? Well, it makes sense for him. He's the dude that killed a lot of people. He even started a bloody war! I'm pretty sure I will have a nightmare about 'Mione getting hurt in that fire...

After a while of thinking, I soon fell asleep.

**Ginny's POV**

"You okay, Hermione?" I asked softly.

"I guess. Not much though... What about you?"

"Same..." I bowed my head as I sat on my bed crossing my legs.

"Can you believe that it happened on Christmas?" Hermione asked.

"Not at all..." I shook my head.

So, even though we're the best friends of the Chosen One, we have to deal with the hardest? I'm not saying this should be passed onto someone else, it's- it's only' never mind...

"I'm going to bed, Hermione..." I said, laying down.

"Me, too... Night, Gin" Hermione said.

"Night, Hermione" I said simply and I fell asleep.

**Fred's POV**

"Everyone get out of the house!" Mum yelled.

"'Mione! 'Mione!" I yelled for her with fear.

"Where are the girls?" I asked.

"I don't know," George said, scared.

"Get out of the house" Mum yelled at us.

I looked at George with fear and we ran out of the house.

"Where's Ginny and Hermione?" George asked Mum and Ron who were the only ones out.

Mum and Ron looked at us with fear and shock and Mum burst into tears.

"No..." I fell to my knees.

"Hermione!" Ron yelled. "Ginny!"

"This can't be happening!" George yelled.

"Molly!" Dad came to us with the rest of everyone behind him.

Ginny was safe, but 'Mione was nowhere.

"Ginny!" George, Ron, Mum, and I hugged her tightly.

"Where's Hermione?" Harry asked.

I looked at him and then back at the burning Burrow.

"No! No! No!" Harry yelled.

"'Mione! 'Mione! Please! Answer me!" I yelled with pain.

I sat up straight in my bed at Grimmauld sweating like crazy.

I knew it...

"Another nightmare, Mate?" George asked, looking at me.

"A really real one" I said simply gasping for deeper breaths.

"Me, too," George said.