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I glanced down once again at the ring cradled in the palm of my hand. It was white gold with aquamarine stones and tiny diamonds set round it. It was a tad girly for my tastes but still I had to admit it was pretty.

I looked back up at the view from the bedroom window. We were currently at Hogwarts where the entire Weasley family were residing in guest rooms at Dumbledor's invitation.

I smiled slightly as I felt two black clad arms slide around me and a cheek was pressed against the back of my shoulder.

"What's that?"

"Oh nothing" I said slipping the ring back into my pocket and kissing my twin chastely before turning back to the window.

"Lovely funeral wasn't it."

"I don't know about lovely but I know Percy would have liked it… all the formality that is."

"Precisely, it was lovely because it's just what Percy would have wanted. After all if you can't have your own funeral the way you want it, what can you have?"

"Mmm, I wonder why he chose Hogwarts though?"

"Because it was where he was most happy and the rose garden was where w–"

"Where what?" I asked after he didn't complete the sentence.

"It doesn't matter," He said moving away from me suddenly but I could tell it did, I could tell it mattered a hell of a lot.

"George-"

"Ahh boys there you are, I thought perhaps you would like to pick up the few possessions Percy left here – the rest of your family is in a little more of a delicate state and I don't think there ready for it, must be wonderful to have each other, must make the pain a little easier to bear." Said Dumbledor as he stepped into the room.

"Yes, we are." George said looking at me with a beautiful glow in his eyes, transmitting to me how thankful he was.

I blushed and felt a tingle in my belly, I was still not quite used to getting my love for George returned. I always showed him how much I loved him – in any way I could, I would convey how much he meant to me and yet it was strange to be treated in the same way since I couldn't help but feel I didn't deserve it.

Trying not to look suspicious I turned to Dumbledor and said," Sure we'll look through them."

"Excellent!" He said rubbing his hands together almost gleefully, "Well if you'd like to follow me they're in my office."

"Oh gosh I remember these!" George said holding up a pair of glasses.

I looked up from my perusal of one of Percy's old diaries and laughed, "Oh yer, didn't he have to wear them when his pair broke and mum managed to get an old pair of uncle Sam's and Percy went tripping round for weeks because the prescription was wrong!"

"Yer and he was mortified because they were even thicker than his old pair and made his eyes look like dinner plates!" George finished collapsing back onto the bed in fits of laughter.

We'd taken the box back to our room to look through and had found all manner of interesting things. Old arithmancy books and quills and yellowing used parchment. Old diaries, a single white, dried rose that George had laid aside gently, a few feathers from Percy's owl he'd received when he became a prefect tied up reverently in a bit of string. Even an old copy of 'Wizards weekly wankathons' with pictures that made my toes curl and a certain part of me show a little more interest than I'd like.

Smiling indulgently at George still rolling about in hysterics I returned to the diary.

-3rd of June 2000 – 7th year.

Dumbledor sent for me again this year and told me I had to patrol the halls every night now and for longer shifts too because of Sirius Black. I am almost certain somebody is slipping out onto the grounds each night, silly fools! Don't they know the dangers?-

I smiled again at Percy's usual stuffiness, it seemed ironic that all the things that annoyed me when Percy was alive amused me now that he was dead.

-4th of June 2000 – 7th year

Ha! Almost caught them, sneaky bugger, snuck out a window on the ground floor and I wasted most of the night next to it waiting for them to come back. They must have gotten wise because they never did – perhaps I should follow them tomorrow?-

"Fred! Look at this!"

I turned from the diary to see George holding up another, this one form Percy's fifth year.

-2nd of January 1998 – 5th year

I've done it! I finally know all there is to know of the Weasley 5th generation anomaly! Apparently what has eluded me all this time was the myth that the man that fell in love with his sister so long ago forged six rings so that the future generations may where them. When said generations did put these rings on and an outside party said a special incantation then the couples would be bonded forever! He and his sister themselves wore a pair of the rings as they were bonded and it is said that these two rings will only sit on a finger that belongs to someone who's true soul mate is their kin. The rings also have several very strong protection charms weaved into the metal-.

"What do you think?" George asked.

I tell you what I thought! I thought Percy had bonded us together, but I wasn't going to say anything until I knew why George was so interested in the diary entry so I shrugged thinking guiltily of the ring sitting in my pocket.

"Well I have something to tell you that I think might relate to this but first I'm busting for the loo." Said George hopping off the bed and going into the bathroom.

I smiled, only George would thing a trip to the bathroom was more important than the fact that we could possibly be bonded, but then again he might not know.

I glanced back down at the diary I had been reading before and decided to read some more to pass the time 'till George got back.

-5th of June 2000 – 7th year

I followed them like I said I would and found myself in a rose garden I'd never seen before. White roses they were and they must have been enchanted because they kept blooming about once every five minutes, it was amazing!

I tried not to get to side tracked by the beauty of the garden and turned to see who the little fool with no regard of their own safety was. It was George.-

I stiffened. What had George to do with this?

I had a go at him of course, told him he was a troublemaker with a flagrant disregard for the rules and his safety. But I couldn't help but notice how the moonlight brought out his freckles and turned his hair a mahogany colour that helped his skin shine with a pale opulence. He looked so ethereal.

He was sad, I could see and he couldn't help but let the tears flow from his beautiful eyes. I asked him what was wrong but he simply shook his head – so I held him in my arms while he wept silently against my shoulder. I don't know when the embrace changed form comfort to passion, but it did and suddenly he was laid about before me. All mine to explore at my leisure.

I took my own brother's virginity tonight – and I don't regret it for a moment. But it pains me to know that for him it was just comfort and though he loves me it will never be the way I love him because I know his heart belongs to another (though he refuses to admit to himself at this point) and I'm all to glad I don't know who.

After would it wasn't awkward or uncomfortable, the special bond I always knew we had has grown even stronger and though I know I will never be his lover again – I will always be his best brother.

For one night I had my hearts desire and I will always treasure that.-

I think it was then that I finally realised the truth of the saying 'The day my heart broke'!

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