The International Wizarding School Competition
[school] Durmstrang,(Year: 3)
[prompt]: (negative pairing) Fred/George Weasley
A/N:After the war, but slightly AU thanks to Fred
Word count: 591
Disclaimer: I'm too young to be Rowling so there is sadly no way Harry Potter is mine…
Just an idea I had, nothing more.
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THE BROTHER-WHO-LIED
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George stared at the picture frame.
"How could you?" he asked and his voice was shaking with suppressed fury. "How could you!"
"It was for the best," Fred countered. "We dreamt this dream since we were four-year-olds!"
"We did not dream it like that!" George countered with his eyes still fixed on the picture frame in front of him.
"This was always a possibility!" Fred said.
"This was never a possibility!"
"We were at war!" Fred said, but his voice had started to shake with fury, as well. "We wanted to have this shop! We wanted to bring fun and jokes to the world! We wanted to change the wizarding world! This was our dream!"
"Not like this!" George countered heatedly. "Not like this! We wanted to change the wizarding world with our pranks! But we wanted to do it together, Brother-who-lied-to-me!"
"We're doing it together!"
"No!" George's hands balled into fists. "You took unnecessary risks and now… now I have to do it without you because you decided that our dream meant nothing to you!"
"Our dream meant everything to me!"
George scoffed. "You've shown how much it really meant to you by your actions alone!"
"I knew the risk. I knew what it could mean for us, Brother!" Fred countered. "This was my decision! And I had every right to decide it!"
"You didn't!" George screamed. "You had no right! You went… you went and lied to me! You lied me into the face and now…. now you expect me to forgive you?"
"I never lied to you!"
"You didn't tell me the truth, either!"
George was sure that his brother tried to meet his eyes, but he refused to look up. His eyes stayed trained on the picture frame. He wouldn't look up.
He didn't want to look up.
He wasn't ready to meet his brother's pleading eyes.
"You didn't tell me the truth," he repeated without looking from the spot his eyes had found on the picture frame. "You let me believe that we were on even ground. But we weren't, were we, Brother?"
He spat the last word, filled it with all the fury and hurt he could.
"You oh-so-mightily decided that you had every right to have me at a disadvantage!"
"I didn't do it because–!"
"Don't," George interrupted Fred. "What you did was enough. Don't go and lie to me now. Don't tell me you didn't want to hide it from me. Don't tell me you didn't do it in secret just because you didn't want me to do the same! Don't tell me you didn't know it wasn't right!"
"Does it matter?" Fred countered. "It was my right to decide!"
"You lied to me!" George screamed. "My own brother! My twin! The one who promised to do everything with me! And you went and LIED to ME!"
"It was for the best," Fred said calmly. His fingers straightened his waistcoat nervously. "I knew it was either you or me. I'm the older one. If it had to be one of us, I wanted it to be me."
George turned away from Fred.
"George!"
But his brother didn't stop, instead he walked away.
"George!" Fred cried. "It was the only way!"
At that, George stopped in the doorway and then turned to look into Fred's painted eyes.
"You died because you did a spell that would keep me alive at the expense of your own life," he whispered. "I will never forgive you for that!"
And with that, he slammed the door shut.
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So, my try at a negative pairing for Fred and George. Not easy, that one…