A/N: Freddie's fear of traveling by floo powder is pretty much inspired by my fear of escalators. I just think it's funny how George made her use the floo powder and my best friend makes me go on the escalator every time we go to the mall. He's nice about it though and holds my hand all the way up or down. He doesn't even make fun of me for hyperventilating. 3 I couldn't ask for a better best friend because I really don't think there is such a thing. 3

Disclaimer: I own nothing… except for my love of concerts… and my thoughts about what's going to happen when they finish making the Harry Potter movies and the theme park gets old… What's the world going to be like after all things Harry Potter are just a thing of the past? … Oh no. What are the Remus Lupins going to do? And Harry and the Potters? Or the Moaning Myrtles? What will become of wizard rock? … I'm sorry. I'll shut up now…

:Nothing Left of You:

:6:

Freddie stumbled out of the fire place in the Leaky Cauldron. Gravity had never been her best friend and, taking that into account with the fact that her eyes were closed tight, it didn't make for a promising entrance. George had to step in front of her to make sure that she didn't fall. The poor girl was shaking so bad. Was she really that scared of traveling by floo powder? George had never seen someone so shaken with fear. Although, considering that most of the people he knew were members of the Order of the Phoenix or would-be members of the Order, it wasn't really that surprising.

"Freddie… Calm down. It's alright. You're perfectly fine," George said wrapping his arms around Freddie in what he hoped was a comforting gesture.

"George Weasley…" Freddie said burying her face in George's chest, "You are positively evil."

Before George could apologize he heard someone call his name. "George! It really is you, isn't it?" the person said, "You're probably the last person I thought I'd see here tonight, but I'm glad you came." George didn't need to look to know who was speaking to him. The young man's voice was as familiar to him as his own. He could pick it out of noisy room without a second thought.

"Lee," George greeted his friend, "It's good to see you again." Was that a lie? George wasn't sure. It was good to see Lee but George would've preferred a reunion under different circumstances.

"You're lying," Lee said. Lee had always been one of the few people that could tell the twins apart without guessing. He knew them just as well, if not better than, they knew themselves. That meant he could tell if they were lying without having to resort to spiking their drinks with veritaserum. "You don't want to see me now," he went on, "You just want to spend the night with your girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend," George corrected Lee, although the fact that his arms were still wrapped around Freddie made the statement a more than a bit unconvincing. George released Freddie from his embrace but one arm was left wrapped around her waist. He knew what it looked like but George didn't care.

"Who is she then?" Lee asked.

"This is Fred," George introduced the pair, "Fred, this is my friend Lee. We went to school together."

"Hiya," Freddie said with a smile.

Lee didn't smile. Instead, he gave George a questioning look. "Have you taken a bludger to the head or something?" he asked, "That isn't Fred. That can't be Fred." Lee didn't get it. The color drained from George's face. This was it. Lee was about to say something about his brother. It couldn't happen, not like this at least. Sure, George knew that he'd have to tell Freddie about his Fred soon. He just wasn't ready for her to find out now.

Fortunately, George didn't have to worry. Freddie misunderstood what Lee was saying and before Lee could go on Freddie spoke. "Actually, my name is Frederica," she said, "I go by Fred or Freddie… I know, it's odd but that's just how I am."

"Actually I was talking about-" Lee began and while he was talking a girl with pale blue and green streaks in her silvery blonde hair walked by.

"Sorry," Freddie said interrupting him, "Hold that thought. I just saw Mel and I have to go see if she knows where I can find my brother. We're really close and I haven't seen him in more than a year." Freddie left to follow the blonde-haired girl. George guessed that must have been Mel.

"So… Your girlfriend's name is Fred," Lee said after he and George lost sight of Freddie, "And she has red hair… What does she think of that?"

"She doesn't think anything of it," George said, "Why would she?" George knew that he was going to have to tell Lee that Freddie didn't know about Fred. How would Lee react to that? Disgust probably. Being with Freddie was like pretending Fred didn't exist. He would have to tell her, but he didn't want the charade to end just yet. George liked the fact that he could be happy with Freddie because he wasn't someone mourning the loss of their brother. He was just a regular happy person with her. He needed that at least for a little while longer.

"Maybe because it's a little strange all things considered," Lee said, "I mean, she doesn't think it's weird that she has the same name as… You know…"

"She doesn't even know," George admitted.

"What do you mean she doesn't know?" Lee questioned. He knew the answer of course. He had to.

"I just haven't told her about Fred yet," George admitted.

"How long have you known her?"

"The first time we met was before Christmas… We only started seeing each other a few months ago though." Lee gave a George a look and George immediately regretted his choice of words. "I mean, we only started getting together-" Lee shot another look George's way. It was obvious that he was enjoying this. "We aren't together," George said finally.

"So, if I ask her out you'll be okay with it?" Lee asked.

"No!" George snapped. Lee laughed at his quick response.

"That's fine because I'm not going to ask Fred out," he said, "She wouldn't have me anyway."

Now it was George's turn to give Lee a look. He had never known Lee to have trouble getting a girl. "What do you mean she wouldn't have you?"

"You haven't noticed? Aren't you supposed to be some kind of smart?" Lee said, "Fred likes you. She likes you in the serious kind of way and you really haven't noticed?"

"I guess I've just been focusing on other things," George admitted. Looking back on all the time he had spent with Freddie, George could see what Lee saw.

"What has there been to focus on? Keeping her from finding out about your brother?" asked Lee. That was exactly what George had been focusing on. He was so afraid of Freddie finding out about his Fred from anyone other than him. It was harder keeping the truth from her now that she was staying at the Burrow. Every day George woke up wondering if it would be the day that someone said something about Fred, but that wasn't the only thing that haunted his thoughts. It had been a few weeks since George had realized that Freddie was not only dreaming about him, but dreaming about things she couldn't possibly know. George hadn't made much progress in figuring out the reason behind Freddie's dreams, although he had sent a letter to Hermione to see what she thought. He was still waiting for her response.

"It's not just keeping her from finding out about Fred…" George said, "There's something strange about her that I just can't figure out."

"What's that?" Lee asked, "I didn't think she was so crazy."

"She's not crazy… She's just dreaming about me," George explained, "It's not just random dreams. She dreamt about playing quidditch with me."

"Oooh, she dreamt about playing quidditch with you," Lee said sarcastically, "That's really strange." He didn't get it.

"No, I mean she dreamt she was beater playing for a team whose colors were red and gold. She's American, Lee. She's never heard of Gryffindor and she doesn't really know much about Hogwarts," George said.

"Alright," Lee decided, "That is a bit out of the ordinary. Have you talked to her about it?" George let out a sigh of relief. Lee didn't seem to think George was crazy.

"How can I? I can't ask her about the dreams without telling her about Fred… I don't think I'm ready to do that."

"Ready to do what?" Freddie asked. Standing next to her was the blonde girl from earlier and a boy with bright green eyes wearing more make-up than George had seen on anyone. Freddie's sudden appearance startled George and he visibly jumped. Freddie shot George an apologetic look while the boy next to her started laughing.

"Is he always so jumpy?" the boy asked.

The blonde girl punched the boy's shoulder when he started laughing again. "Jacob," she scolded, "Don't be mean."

So this was Freddie's brother. The boy wore a confident smirk that reminded George of Draco Malfoy. Hopefully his personality would be more pleasant than Malfoy's.

"George, this is Jacob and Mel," Freddie said making introductions, "Guys, this is George and his friend Lee."

"It's Melanie actually," Mel corrected, "I just can't shake that damn nickname." It took George a moment to realize that Mel had spoken and it wasn't because he hadn't been paying attention. It just didn't seem right to hear her curse. She was a fragile looking girl with a soft voice and wide, innocent blue eyes. Her appearance didn't match the way she spoke at all.

"So, you're Fred's new boyfriend-" Jacob said.

"We aren't dating, Jacob," Freddie corrected.

"Okay, fine," Jacob said rolling his eyes, "So you're Fred's next boyfriend. Better?" Now Freddie rolled her eyes.

"Jacob, we have to make this quick," Mel said looking at her watch, "We have to start getting ready for our set soon. Parker and Denny will freak if they have to set up without us."

"Okay. I just want to tell you, George, that you'd better not hurt my sister," Jacob warned, "I don't have any problems with cursing you if you do and I won't show you the mercy that my brothers would." There was a look in Jacob's emerald eyes that told George the boy was dead serious.

Freddie on the other hand didn't find his threat so threatening. "Jacob, you're being over-dramatic," she said, "Now go help Parker and Denny get set up because they really will curse you if you don't help."

"See ya later, Fred," Mel said and then to Lee and George, "It was nice meeting you two."

"Bye," Jacob said as he walked away, "Remember what I said, George…" Mel rolled her eyes and left to catch up with Jacob leaving silence in her wake.

"So, that Mel was pretty cute," Lee said breaking the silence, "Is she dating anyone?"

"The answer is no," Freddie said to Lee's obvious intentions, "You can't even think like that. She's only sixteen and you aren't even really attracted to her."

"She didn't look sixteen," Lee argued, "And how do you know what I think?"

"I know that she's part Veela," Freddie said, "I also know that she doesn't like people she just met to talk about dating her."

"Oh," was all Lee could say. It was obvious that he was pretty embarrassed about the whole thing but he played it off pretty well.

"Come on," George said changing the subject, "Let's see if we can find Ginny and Harry before the show starts." Freddie nodded in agreement as she began to scan the crowd for any sign of the girl and her boyfriend.

:x:

My Magic Riot's set ended and everyone watching them cheered and applauded them. Someone in the crowd started yelling for an encore but their cries had to be ignored. Since My Magic Riot was traveling the muggle way they had to leave immediately after the show to get to the next stop on the tour. Unfortunately, that meant Jacob didn't get a chance to properly say good-bye to his sister.

Freddie was upset by it but she was obviously more upset about how she was getting back to the Burrow.

"We can fly back to the Burrow," George told her after she glanced nervously at the line of people waiting to use floo powder to get home for a third time, "They have brooms here that we can rent. They're charmed to come back here when we're done with them."

"We can do that?" Freddie asked. There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice. "I've never used a broom that isn't my own… I don't even know if I can fly on anything other than an Orion."

"An Orion?!" Lee said in disbelief, "You have an Orion? That is one of the fastest racing brooms ever made and there are only three of them in the world. How did you get a hold of one?"

"My daddy made it for me," Freddie told him, "He made ones for Ryan and Telle too. He was making one for Jacob when he got sick… Telle is working on completing it, but he doesn't have much time for anything other than work these days."

"That's just too unreal," Lee said shaking his head, "Well, I'd better get home. George, we really should get together sometime… For old time's sake, at least." Before George could agree or disagree to see him again, Lee wandered off while muttering something about Freddie's broom.

"Come on then," George said to Freddie as he started in the direction of the place they kept the brooms, "It'll take us a while to get home if we fly, and I don't want to make my mum stay up any later than she is already."

:x:

I'm so sorry this took me so long to get up… and that it's really kind of lame. I would've had it up last night, but I had a photo shoot with a local industrial band and after I got home I spent the whole night and most of today photoshopping the pics I took. I'm still not even half way done with them. I promise I'm going to try a lot harder to update when I say I'm going to. 3

Oh, and I should warn you that I'm crazy and the constellation Orion has a very special place in my heart. That means it's going to be mentioned a few more times and y'all will probably be sick of it by the time I'm done with my story.