A/N: Sorry it's been a while, I've had a load ofmock exams and a bit of writers block so I haven't been able to think properly.

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K Rowling, blah blah blah.

Finding Fred

Summery: "I HATE YOU" Fred shouted at his twin. In his anger, George spat "I wish you'd never been born" From that point on, life was change forever and only George knows. Will he be able to undo his mistake? And how can Ginny help?

Chapter 2:

My imaginary friend Fred

George awoke late that morning, as usual. He rolled over to get out of bed and wake his brother with the traditional 'Weasley Twin fight' but found nothing there, not even a bed.

Oh George thought sleepily I must have really hurt his feelings yesterday if he's moved out

Now feeling bad, George slipped out of bed onto the cold wooden floor to find Fred and apologise (but first go to toilet because he felt like he would burst if he didn't). He grabbed his wand from the bedside table then barged though the bedroom door and traced the normal route to the bathroom, paying no attention to anything around him. He got to the place where the bathroom was meant to be but found nothing but a wall.

Strange. I must have taken a wrong turning. Stupid house has to be so big.

He turned back and retraced his steps to his bedroom, hoping to find the bathroom on the way. After about twenty minutes of searching (It felt like twenty but it was about three), George gave up and collapsed against a wall.

"Bloody brilliant" He said crossly. "I've been living in this house for all of my life and now I decide to get lost, when I'm DYING for the loo."

"Well, unless you're five then you haven't been living here all your life" said a familiar voice. Ginny sat down next to her brother and smiled.

George stared at her a minute. She looked like Ginny, right down to the last freckle across her small nose, but for some reason George felt like he didn't know her at all.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"I'm on about how bad you are at counting." Ginny said, rolling her eyes. "God, you're meant to be the smartest in the family."

George snorted. "Yeah right, me, the smartest. You've got more chance of finding out that Fred and I aren't related. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to toilet."

George got up and was about to walk away when Ginny said "Whos Fred?"

"Very funny Ginny." George laughed as he walked to the door across the room. "But I've got no time to play, unless you want me to burst"

He put his hand on the door knob ready to open the door but Ginny dived in front of him.
"I wouldn't go to toilet in there if I were you"

"Why not?" George said, trying to push past her.

"Because I doubt Percy would appreciate you peeing in his room."

George notice for the first time that he was no longer in the house he was so used to. Sure enough he was outside Percy's room (he could tell because of the door sign saying 'Percy's room') but Percy's bedroom was on the first floor not the fourth. He also noticed that the landing was a lot bigger. The walls were a deep crimson colour, like the fluffy carpet beneath his feet and there were a lot more doors then usual.

"Where are we?" George demanded.

"At home, you idiot" Ginny grinned "Why, did you think we were still at The Burrow?"

"The Burrow is our home!"

"We haven't lived at the Burrow for five years, not since dad was made Minister for Magic. Anyway, don't you think you're a bit old for imaginary friends?"

George stared at his sister, completely confused. Then a smile slowly crept onto his face. "Fred has put you up to this, hasn't he? Where is he?"

"In your head with all your other little imaginary friends"

George grin grew wider. "Very funny. But seriously, I need to see Fred to apologise to him"

Ginny was watching George with a smile on her face. George stared right back with an equally stupid smile on his face, waiting for Ginny to crack and tell him where Fred was. But that never happened.

"I'm taking you to see mum" Ginny said "Your starting to scare me"

She grabbed Georges hand and dragged him down the stairs. She knew George would stop this stupid joke if their mother got involved. They pasted though an enormous room with a huge fireplace on one wall and a large, oblong window on another. Thought the window George could see a long, lush green garden surrounded by tall trees. At the far end of the garden was a full sized Quidditch pitch complete with fifty foot goalposts and a broom shed. Near the pitch was a small lake with a couple of pure white swans floating around on the surface and ducklings waddling about. Ginny pulled George past the window to a wooden door that lead into the kitchen. In the kitchen was a tiny house-elf with a tea towel wrapped around its middle. It was making a cup of tea for their mother, who was sat at the table.

"Hello George, Ginny" Mrs Weasley greeted brightly when she saw two of her children enter the room.

"Hiya mum" Ginny smiled, sitting down opposite her mother and dragging George to sit next to her. "I think there is something wrong with George."

"Theres nothing wrong-" George started, but he was cut short by Ginny.

"He thinks we still live at the Burrow and claims that there is someone in this house called Fred. He also thinks he's five"

George opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Mrs Weasley. "I'm sure he's only joking darling, aren't you George?"

Once again George opened his mouth to speak but Ginny talked over him. "He's serious Mum"

"FRED ISN'T IMAGINARY" George finally blurted out "HE'S MY TWIN BROTHER!"

Mrs Weasley and Ginny exchanged worried looks in which time George noticed that he'd gotten to his feet. He sat down slowly, anger got him into this mess, what if it made thinks worse?

Everyone sat in silence. Mrs Weasley and Ginny were watching George closely as he busied himself by looking around the room. Wooden cupboards were placed at equal distances on the off-white walls. There was a dark oven on the wall opposite him; he could see the eggs sizzling in the frying pan that was being supervised by the house-elf. George observed as the house-elf tipped the eggs onto three plates which already had sausages, bacon and fried bread on. The elf placed the plates in front of the three at the long wooden table then said in a particularly high voice "Would sir and Miss's like anything else?"

"No thank you, Kovu" (A/N: I don't own the name Kovu, I borrowed it from The Lion King II Simba's Pride (I love that film)) Mrs Weasley said. She continued to stare at George.

George looked down at his plate. The smell was making his mouth water but he wasn't hungry. He usually shared his food with Fred but now, according to Ginny, Fred didn't existed. He realised that tears were steadily streaming down his face and he hurriedly wiped them away before his mothers voice broke into his thoughts.

"I think you're under too much pressure" She said in barely above a whisper. "You were made Prefect, Quidditch captain and now you're waiting for you OWL results. I don't know how you made it thought the year!"

"He had Fred to help him" Ginny said sarcastically.

Mrs Weasley scowled "The same thing happened to Charlie in his fifth year"

"But he didn't have an imaginary friend" Ginny reminded her.

Mrs Weasley ignored her daughter "I think some bed rest will do the trick. I'll send Kovu up with something to eat later."

George reluctantly removed himself from the table. But instead of going to his room (mostly because he couldn't remember how to get there) he sat on the sofa facing the window and stared into space. Slowly, everything that happened the night before came back to him.

"I HATE YOU"
"I WISH YOU' D NEVER BEEN BORN!"

This is all my fault He thought angrily I wished Fred had never been born and now he's not here. He kicked the sofa and, for the second time that morning, felt warm tears trickle down his cheeks. I wish I had my brother back.

Then it dawned on him. He'd wished Fred hadn't been born; all he had to do was wish him back. He found his wand in his pocket and gripped it tightly.

"I wish I had my brother back" nothing happened "I wish Fred had been born." still nothing.

George fell back onto the seat and allowed the tears to roll down his face.

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Ginny slammed the kitchen door behind her after having a stern talking to from her mother about how she shouldn't make fun of her brother while he's under a lot of stress and how she should apologise to him right now. She was about to go upstairs when she heard a loud grunt from behind her. She turned to find George asleep on the settee, his wand held loosely in his left hand and muttering under his breath. She watched her brother sleep for a bit before gently prodding him awake.

"George, George, wake up you lazy git"

"Fred?" George asked hopefully, keeping his eyes closed.

"It's Ginny" Ginny whispered "Mum said I had to say sorry to you"

"Oh" George sounded disappointed.

Ginny sighed "So I'm sorry for what I said and I hope you forgive me"

George smiled and raised his arms for a hug. Ginny hesitated, but before she could decide whether or not to hug her brother she found herself being pulled onto the sofa beside him and being embraced in his strong arms.

"You can help me, can't you?" George muttered into her shoulder.

"Sure" Ginny said, pulling away from George as he began it sniff. She smiled and backed away to the stairs.

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"He's lost it" Ginny concluded as she closed her bedroom door behind her.

Back downstairs, George was happily tucking into the food that Kovu had just brought him.

Yes!He thought triumphantly Stage one of my plan is go!

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