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Chapter 8:
Fred Weasley walked around to the back of the house and went as slowly and quietly as possible. An old shed stood behind the house and leaning onto it was none other than Harry Potter himself. He walked slowly towards Harry.
"Harry?"
Harry jumped back and glared at Fred. "What do YOU want? Just leave me alone.." Harry went back to smoking the joint in his hand, completely ignoring Fred.
"Harry give that to me and lets go home. Okay?" Fred said walking towards Harry once again. Harry backed up as far as he could.
"Leave me alone, you just want it for yourself. LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!" Fred continued to walk towards him and pulled out his wand. "Just stay back!!!" Harry continued to yell as Fred walked up to were he only stood a few feet away.
"Accio Drugs!!!" Fred yelled and not only did the joint come to him but so did an almost empty bag from inside his jacket. Fred looked at the items he just got off Harry, then looked at Harry and shook his head. Harry was looking in all of his pockets. "Looking for your wand Harry?" there was no answer. "Funny things, drugs. They tend to make you forget things. I wouldn't have suspected you of all people doing drugs. I mean I could see anyone else with this" He held up the bag. "but not you. I always thought of you as being pretty smart."
Harry had had enough, He ran at Fred and tried to knock him over, but missed and fell on the ground. He got back up and flung his fist forward to hit Fred in the nose and caught him in the jaw, but was so unstable while standing that he barely put any power into the swing. He did however feel, and at that moment he felt a fist making direct contact with the side of his face. He hit the ground hard, but got back up. Fred stood there breathing heavily, his fist clenched. "I'm trying to help you Harry, I don't want to fight." but he was cut off by Harry charging at him again, he pushed him away and Harry fell to the ground again, but he got back up.
"Give it back NOW Fred!!!!!!" Harry yelled at the multiples of Fred. "I need it please, give it back!!!!!!!"
Fred stood there and looked at the very angry Harry standing in front of him, but knew well enough that this wasn't the true Harry. He knew the true Harry was buried down there somewhere, he just had to find him. "Harry you can't keep doing this to yourself. It....." He was cut off once again though with Harry swinging at him. "FINE, YOU WANNA FIGHT??!!!!!"
"YES!! I WANNA FIGHT!!!!" Harry yelled back and swung at Fred again and caught him in the eye, hard. Fred threw a right hook and hit Harry in the mouth. Then another and hit him in the nose. Harry swung as hard and fast as he could, Fred jumped back and Harry fell over. Harry got up and tackled Fred. This time however he successfully knocked Fred down and sat on top of him. He punched him and Fred pushed him off of him and punched Harry. Harry lay there a moment trying to push Fred off of him but was pinned to the ground. He finally gave up and lay panting and bleeding. Fred shot sparks into the sky and went back to looking at Hary.
Fred still had Harry pinned to the ground with his hands and body, sitting on him, holding him still. He decided now would be a good time to talk to Harry. "Listen Harry... I know you hate me right now, hell I hate me right now, for having to do this. But you can't keep doing this to yourself because your not just doing it to yourself, your doing to everyone else around you. You are supposed to be trying to save the Fucking world, Remember??"
Harry who was previously looking off in a sort of daze, snapped his eyes to Fred's "Yes I FUCKING KNOW THAT!!!!! AND I'M FUCKING SICK OF IT!!!!!!! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME????!!!!! WHY CAN'T SOMEONE ELSE TAKE THE JOB?????!!!!!!!!! I DON'T WANT IT!!!!!!!!! I LOST EVERYTHING, EVERY FUCKING THING!!!!!!!!! VOLDEMORT GOES AND KILLS MY PARENTS AND I FINALLY FIND OUT THAT I HAVE A GODFATHER AND....AND HE KILLS HIM TO!!!!!!...I can't take it...I just feel like my head is going to explode...I'm just alone...forever.." Harry's voice slowly faded away and he went back into staring into the distance, in silence.
Fred heard footsteps running behind him and looked up to see his father. "Oh gods what happened to him?" Mr. Weasley asked looking at the beaten and bleeding Harry lying on the ground. "Where are the drugs Fred?" Fred pulled the drugs out of his pocket and handed them to his dad. "Is that all of it Fred?" He added looking at Fred questionably.
"Yes dad, I don't do drugs anymore. That's it." He wiped his nose with the back of his hand and looked at his hand to find blood smeared across it. "Great. Now I'm bleeding all over the place."
"Sorry I questioned you Fred. Help me get Harry up. We'll get him to the house and floo Dumbledore here. He'll know what to do." Fred helped his father with Harry and they headed back to the house.
A/N: I hope you all liked this chapter. Review!!!! Oh and if you were wondering why I have been updating so quickly, its because I am copying my story from one Harry potter fan fiction site to this better one. Updates will slow down now. Review and I'll update faster though!!!
