Christmass holidays are an ass.

But im back once more and quite happy to continue my stories.

Please review, or else I will loose confidence.

The Hogwarts Express came to a shuddering halt in front of platform 9 ¾ . Soon enough the students went flying out of its doors, others taking their time to say goodbye to friends. Fred and George sat in their seats silently starring out the windows, in which a dark thunderhead rolled in the sky. Angelina stood up merrily, but when her eyes fell on Fred, she frowned, he seemed so silent now a days. Why wasn't he happy? This had been his last year at Hogwarts, and as of tomorrow, their shop would be a hit successs. They would be making a profit worth dying for, and their parents would be so proud! So…………why? Why was he so gloomy?

"Fred?" Angelina sat down beside him, and took his hand in hers. He jumped, and his head spun around so fast that his neck cracked a bit. "S-s-sorry." He mumbled, and kicked George's foot, making George wince in pain, and wake up from his daze.

"Is there something you want to tell me?" Angelina gave him her puppy eyed look, and he let out a laugh, but it was a fake one that was meant to make her feel better. "Of course Angel! I want to tell you how much I love you, and that if you ever want to see me again, you will haul your sexy ass over to my joke shop! …….and there is something else." Fred took in a breathe, and let it go out nice and slow. 'Relax!' his conscience screemed. 'take it easy!'

George looked at Fred, very confused. What was he about to say to her? Was he about to tell her that their Aunt was nutts? Or was he going to…. No …. He wasn't going to!

But he was.

"Angelina, I'de love it if you came over to my house tonight and met our parents, and stuff…. And…. Well……my relatives are nice…. And ….. wellwillyoudoit?" Fred's breathing was becoming irregular, that had all come out wrong! He was supposed to be relaxed, and cool. He was supposed to be laid back, and easy! He was supposed to-

Why was Angelina on his lips?

" HEY! THAT'S MINE!" George grabbed Fred's upper arm and yanked him away, sending Angelina into a fit of laughter. " MY TWIN! NOT YOURS!" George howled and tried to tug him out into the corridor.

"You idiot! I just had a hot sexy girl trying to make out with me and you have the nerve to tug me away?!" Fred aggresivly kicked out a foot, and hooked himself onto the door.

" 'scuse me folks… but the trains about to leave. You need to hurry!" the conducter looked onto the scene with mild humor. Two twins were trying to fight over one girl who was giggling madly. " I suggest you leave." And he strode away, leaving both twins embaressed, and Angelina still laughing.

"Okay okay, so will you do it?" Fred picked himself up and brushed off his shoulders, George sulked on the opposite wall and tried to amuze himself with the students out the windows. "Of course I will! And don't worry, I'll just ask Lee for where your house is!" She gave him one last kiss, sending the color riseing to his face. "Now I have to run!" she flew out of the corridor, and onto the platform. Fred followed after her, and George ran to catch him up.

" wait!" Fred gazed around the platform, and saw Angelina on the opposite side, leaving with a tall black man Fred guessed was her father. She blew him a kiss and dissapered from site.

"Tell me deary, you have a girlfriend?" a croaky voice sounded from behind George. He turned around and let out a yell that shook the remaining students. Many people turned their heads to see what had happened, and Fred stood daydreaming about Angelina.

"I-I-I…. NOTHATSJUSTAFRIENDBUTWEHAVETORUNNOWSOI'LLSEEYOULATERBUTDONTWORRYABOUTWRITINGBECAUSEWECANTREADTOBEGINWITH!" he heard George let out a stream of words, and felt his tight grip tug him away. "Wah?"

he began to run with his twin, as they flew out of the platform, and ran through the barrior, out of the station into the street, across the street into some bushes, where George began to pant. "what?!" Fred stood up, yanking his arm away, "IS YOUR DAMN PROBLEM?!"

" DID YOU NOT SEE HER BACK THERE?!"

"ALL I SAW WAS A CROWD OF PEOPLE LOOKING AT US LIKE WE WERE CRAZY!"

"YOU'RE THE CRAZY ONE, FOLLOWING ANGELINA LIKE SHE'S SOME GODDESS!"

"YOUR JUST JELOUSE!"

"YOU JUST STUPID!"

" TYPICALL YOU TO JUST RUN AROUND LOOKING FOR SOME WAY TO GET A GIRL!"

"I ALREADY HAVE A GIRL!"

"NO BUT YOU DO HAVE A WHORE!"

"boys….boys… enough… lets all go to your NEW home."

Fred and George starred at their aunt who had appeared out of no where.

"what do you mean our NEW home?" fred gaped at her, reaching behind him for his twins hand, but George stepped away, still furiose from their argument.

"why my home of course! You'll love it there!" her deep voice made fred think of black smoke, almost suffocating him.

" we don't have to go anywhere!" Fred yelled, backing up and bumping into George. George growled, and backed away even farther. Fred turned around, gazing into his twins eyes for a reason he was desserting him. "Come with me deary…. Soon you'll be home again." The aunt stretched out her jewled hand, and took Fred's upper arm. "Forget about him… forget about your twin."

"………fine then…….." Fred began to walk to a blue mercadies. "Its better with you than with him."

George did a 360 degrees turn, his mouth dropping, eye browes raised, and let out a squeak. WHAT WAS HE THINKING?

"fred?" his voice growing very still, it felt like all the air was being sucked out of him.

"Surely you don't mean that!" George's shaky voice began to break. He started to move forward, but Fred held up a hand as the Aunt started the car. Fred gave him a deadend look, and took his locket off his neck. It held a picture of them.

"I remember when we were little, and lying on the lawn at night, we used to ask these silly questions. And I felt so happy being with you. But then one night, I was sad from an argument with our mother."

The rain began to pour heavily.

"And I asked you how many stars there were. You said you didn't know."

A tear trickled down George's face.

" then I asked you the difference between fire and ice. You said you didn't know."

The rain was soaking George to the bone. Freezing him.

"once more I asked you how many twins there were like us. You said you didn'know."

George began to sob hard. As fred continued speaking with a broken heart.

"then you told me one day you'd find all this out. You told me that one day I'de know…"

Fred threw the locket at George, who caught it, holding it close to him.

"Now I guess I'll never know."

Fred got into the car, the aunt began to pull away.

As the car turned around the bend, George sank to his knees. He cried for hours on end.

He was gone from his side. His own twin. As the stars began to come out. And the rain stopped pouring, George felt a hand on his shoulder. "George? Honey what are you doing out here?" George shakily turned around, shivering from the mud and rain. It was his mother, his mother had come to find him.

" He's gone to live with our aunt. To live in hell…………HE'S GONE!!!!"