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I lie awake waiting for him, tonight I am going to insist on some answers.

George is later than usual, much later. He usually comes back from his little trips- god knows where, at around five a clock. But tonight the hands on the clock move ever slower and even as both hands reach the twelve they are still moving, prolonging my torture.

I know that if he were with someone else sensibility's sake would demand that he be a little more discreet and I know in my heart of hearts he would never do that to me- but I can't help but wonder…

I glance at the clock yet again, Twelve fifteen… why is it when you want time to move slower it goes impossibly fast and likewise when you wish it would speed up, say if you were sitting in a written N.E.W.T exam having finished- it crawls by?

I hear a sound outside the door and lever up in bed. The door opens quietly as George steps in. He looks exhausted and doesn't even notice I'm awake nor that the lights on.

"Where have you been?" The question I have been suppressing for so long falling easily from my lips, my desperation clear.

He starts, turning to the bed and looking flustered.

"What are you still doing awake?" he says moving to sit on the bed beside me and kissing me in greeting.

Much as I liked it I pushed him off quickly, "Don't do that! Don't skirt the issue!"

He sighed, "I guess you want some explanations?"

"Yer as a mater of fact I do!" I said all the uncertainty and anger I'd been feeling those past two weeks flooding to the surface.

"I wanna know why you never talk of coming to Egypt with me, I want to know where you go every day, I want to know why whenever I mention Percy in a negative way you purposely ignore the conversation or change the subject!"

I turned away so he wouldn't see the tears in my eyes.

"I want to know if there is someone else?" I whispered.

I felt a hand on my cheek turning my head back round to him. "Don't ever think that! Now that I've got you I'm not going to let you go and I'm certainly not going to do anything to jeopardise our relationship."

"Then why all the secrecy?" I asked somewhat tremulously (god how I hate my eyes, like damned taps at times.)

"Come downstairs, I want to make sure know one hears this and I could murder a cup of tea."

Sitting downstairs sometime later I sat opposite my much-loved twin with a cup of tea nursed between my fingers, silently waiting for him to begin.

"I hardly know where to start." He said eventually.

"I suppose I should start when Percy first contacted me. It was about a month after you'd left for Egypt… I hardly need to add what kind of mood I was in at the time, sad, depressed ashamed and above all I was missing you. I was walking through the motions of everyday life and throwing myself into work. That was pretty much the only thing I showed any enthusiasm for."

He stopped a moment to sip at his tea and I supposed gather his thoughts.

"It was a complete surprise therefore to come back to find a letter waiting for me from Percy, I mean know one had heard from him since he left saying all those terrible things to dad. It kind of…woke me up I suppose."

Again he paused to sip his tea.

"Anyway in his letter he expressed the wish to see me, he'd given his address and asked if I would go and visit him the next day after work. He also congratulated me on 'finally settling down and making a career for myself.'!

At first I didn't think I would go so I didn't reply, but the next day I found myself pouring over a map in my lunch break in order to find out the exact location of his flat.

I arrived there shortly after I left Gringotts that afternoon. I found him in a terrible state- he could hardly answer the front door and as soon as he had he went back to a chair in his tiny living room and wrapped himself up in a blanket. He was coughing horribly ever so often and had a tray of at least fifty vials of potion next to him.

To cut a long story short he's dieing Fred. He caught some rare wizards illness on a business trip to Africa that Fudge couldn't be" He stopped an angry expression gracing his face as he controlled his anger at the sheer lack of thought and feeling the minister had shown. "… Arsed! To go on! And now he is alone and unemployed and that rat of a man doesn't even have the decency to provide for him in anyway, despite the fact he's the cause of all this!"

He pounded his fist on the table, his fury flying out of control before he reined it in quickly.

"The reason Percy wanted to see me was because he's discovered some things whilst he's been laid up and had free time on his hands. It's given him a chance to research something he's been desperately wanting to for quite some time.

He found out that a long time ago, I can't remember exactly when… two of our ancestors, a brother and sister fell in love. They knew it was wrong of course and they denied it for as long as they could, but eventually they gave in and lived… well cliché as it is… happily ever after away from prying eyes on top of a mountain together, because it was isolated so they were hounded by know one and were able to live a relatively normal life without being shunned.

The brother finding such happiness with his sister and such love, believed that this level of bliss could only be found with a sibling and so ensured that every five generations of the Weasley family there would be at least one incestuous couple- no matter what genders or age."

Suddenly it became clear why he was telling me this.

"Percy's fallen in love with you hasn't he?" I asked fearing the answer.

He looked up at me… his eyes begging me to understand.

"He has been for a very long time, it's part of the reason he left you see, he didn't think he stood a chance with me- didn't know why he was feeling that way. He kept a very close eye on me until he heard how dedicated I had become to work and thought that perhaps given the similarity that we finally shared… he could make it work."

"And did he?" I ground out between clenched teeth, my jealousy over the thought of anyone considering claiming George other than me, making me irrational.

"Of course not! I told him I loved you and he apologised saying it would have been wrong of him to expect anything anyway considering he is dieing. In fact he says that's probably the reason he's dieing- because I chose you and his love is not returned."

I processed this for a while and he let me do so, remaining silent.

"So is that where you've been going everyday?"

"Yes only," His eyes widened as he guessed what I had deducted from this fact, "Not for the reason you think, he needs help and refuses to let the family know for his own stubborn reasons, therefore I've taken over the job, seeing as it's the least I could do."

"That's the reason I clam up when you bash Percy and the reason I clam up about Egypt is because… well I'm not sure I can come I mean Perce' needs me at the moment and there is no way I can be there for him in Egypt."

I jumped from the table my hands splaying out in front of me, "You mean to tell me what you said earlier was bullshit!"

He shrank in the face of my anger,

"W-what?"

"You said you'd never do anything to jeopardize our relationship and yet here you are telling me that you're going to separate us with god knows how many miles for god knows how much longer!"

He to now jumped up, anger showing plainly on his features too, "Why is it me who has to make the sacrifice? Why can't you stay here?"

We stood there facing each other across the table, identical red faces depicting hurt and anger, breathing harshly and staring each other straight in the eye.

Finally I turned away muttering,

"Your wrong! You have chosen him!"

Ooh disention in the ranks!