A short little interlude between Katie and Fred. Just because I needed to satisfy the demons, and put a little scene between them in here. Yay! :D
I wrote this quickly, and such. But it hasn't been beta-ed. So yeah like always, all the horrible, and some time confusing, mistakes are mine.
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Fred's head snapped towards the doorway hearing the hinges squeak as someone entered the hospital wing. A few footsteps made their way towards his seat. The figure, silhouetted in the moonlight, finally spoke.
"Fred..?"
A faint smile played on his lips. " Katie. Take a seat. "
She did, resting a hand upon his. "How is he doing?"
Fred's face faltered, glancing towards his, still unconscious, brother in the bed. He had been like this for a day now. "I'm not sure.." Fred whispered, depressed, " He hasn't moved. Katie, I'm scared."
She squeezed his hand. " Fred, he'll be okay, you'll see. " Katie replied, empathetic.
Fred bit his bottom lip, turning towards the window. " If it wasn't for Cedric.." he turned back to Katie, his eyes glistening with unshed tears, " He would be dead now."
"But Fred, he's not. And you should be thankful for that. " She reassured.
"But I was an idiot, I didn't even make a motion to dive after him," Fred cursed to himself, looking away towards George, a pained expression across his face," Some brother I am. I should have done something, but I panicked.." His voice now, an uneasy quiver, "But I saw him falling, and I thought it was all over. He was dead and I could feel it. I could feel the pain. I felt my heart just stop in horror. And I felt like I was falling too. Within those seconds, I tried to imagine life without my twin, and I couldn't bear it. I couldn't.." He trailed off incoherently.
"Fred, listen to me.." She placed her hands on his cheek, turning his face to that their eyes met, " You are a wonderful brother. And no one could have expected that. We were all shocked to see him fall. And it was scary. We all blame ourselves for being slow, and not being able to help.."
"But I should have hit the bludger heading towards him. I should have --" He began in protest.
"Fred, please, don't blame yourself. No one else is saying it's your fault, except yourself." She interrupted.
A shuttering breath came from his seat, and she knew his tears escaped, leaving painful tracks down his face." Katie.." He whimpered.
"Please don't cry, Fred, please.." She pleaded, quietly. She leaned over, embracing him, tightly.
He wrapped his arms around her neck, sobbing against her shoulder. "I don't know what I'll do if he doesn't wake up.."
"Fred.." Was all she could say. Being the only child in her family, it was hard not to be able to understand how he felt. And she wanted to hit herself for it." He will wake, and everything will be okay.."
"I hope you're right.." Fred remarked drearily. He was ready for another long, sleepless night.
But at least this time, he wasn't alone.
I wrote this quickly, and such. But it hasn't been beta-ed. So yeah like always, all the horrible, and some time confusing, mistakes are mine.
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Fred's head snapped towards the doorway hearing the hinges squeak as someone entered the hospital wing. A few footsteps made their way towards his seat. The figure, silhouetted in the moonlight, finally spoke.
"Fred..?"
A faint smile played on his lips. " Katie. Take a seat. "
She did, resting a hand upon his. "How is he doing?"
Fred's face faltered, glancing towards his, still unconscious, brother in the bed. He had been like this for a day now. "I'm not sure.." Fred whispered, depressed, " He hasn't moved. Katie, I'm scared."
She squeezed his hand. " Fred, he'll be okay, you'll see. " Katie replied, empathetic.
Fred bit his bottom lip, turning towards the window. " If it wasn't for Cedric.." he turned back to Katie, his eyes glistening with unshed tears, " He would be dead now."
"But Fred, he's not. And you should be thankful for that. " She reassured.
"But I was an idiot, I didn't even make a motion to dive after him," Fred cursed to himself, looking away towards George, a pained expression across his face," Some brother I am. I should have done something, but I panicked.." His voice now, an uneasy quiver, "But I saw him falling, and I thought it was all over. He was dead and I could feel it. I could feel the pain. I felt my heart just stop in horror. And I felt like I was falling too. Within those seconds, I tried to imagine life without my twin, and I couldn't bear it. I couldn't.." He trailed off incoherently.
"Fred, listen to me.." She placed her hands on his cheek, turning his face to that their eyes met, " You are a wonderful brother. And no one could have expected that. We were all shocked to see him fall. And it was scary. We all blame ourselves for being slow, and not being able to help.."
"But I should have hit the bludger heading towards him. I should have --" He began in protest.
"Fred, please, don't blame yourself. No one else is saying it's your fault, except yourself." She interrupted.
A shuttering breath came from his seat, and she knew his tears escaped, leaving painful tracks down his face." Katie.." He whimpered.
"Please don't cry, Fred, please.." She pleaded, quietly. She leaned over, embracing him, tightly.
He wrapped his arms around her neck, sobbing against her shoulder. "I don't know what I'll do if he doesn't wake up.."
"Fred.." Was all she could say. Being the only child in her family, it was hard not to be able to understand how he felt. And she wanted to hit herself for it." He will wake, and everything will be okay.."
"I hope you're right.." Fred remarked drearily. He was ready for another long, sleepless night.
But at least this time, he wasn't alone.
