While George was sleeping a nightmare of his own crept in. He saw the shadows getting closer. He imagined it was like what Fred had been seeing. Long dark figures growing from every corner, whispers flooding in, increasing every second, and in the middle of it all was the creature. The one that snuck into their world and stole the body they had buried so many months ago. George stared at its purple eyes, no trace of his brother left. The longer George stared, the more he realized his surroundings. He was back at the school, where it all happened. George felt frozen, but the creature too did not move. They both just stared at each other, one trying to figure the other out.

Meanwhile upstairs, Fred was having a similar nightmare, only he was speaking to this creature while it threatened him. Fred felt lost, with no idea as to how he would stop this.

"Just leave us all alone!"

"I can't do that, I need to be here in order to survive in this world."

Fred glared. "Then just go back from where you came from!"

If the creature had more to its face than just eyes, Fred would be able to see it smile. "What fun would that be?"

In a wisp the creature was gone, leaving Fred to awake in a sweat. Before Percy could ask Fred if he was alright, George burst into the room, looking like he had just awoken in a sweat as well. The other boy stopped before he got to Fred's bed seeing the state his brother was in.

"You just had nightmare too, didn't you?" George came closer and sat on the edge of the bed.

Fred nodded. "It was at Hogwarts again, it wants to hurt everyone I think."

"I was at Hogwarts too, but it just stared at me. I couldn't move."

"Wait, you too dreamed the same dream?" Percy gave them an odd look.

"Guess so." George looked at Fred. "It's good to see you here."

Fred knew what he meant, and looked around the room. "For now at least, not sure when this thing will try and get me again."

"What does this mean?" Percy was trying to piece things together.

"I keep seeing Hogwarts, and now so have you." Fred looked at George.

"Maybe that's where we need to go, makes sense that was where…maybe that is the only place we can destroy that thing." George was hopeful.

Percy sighed. "But school starts back tomorrow. Ginny's seventh year. That's a lot of people if something were to go wrong."

"Especially when we have no idea how to take this thing out." Fred stared out the window.

"What is it?" George knew the look in Fred's eyes.

"Why would it tell us where to go? Yeah it wants to trade places, but maybe it can't just do that anywhere. Maybe this has to be done a certain way. It wants to cause ultimate damage by the sounds of it, what better place than a school full of students and teachers?"

"It would be like the battle all over again, only this time no one would know it's coming." Percy realized what Fred was thinking.

"Fred?" George could still see his mind working.

"The woods…"

"What?" George could almost not hear him.

"The shadows keep getting worse by the woods, and I keep seeing the school like I'm meant to go there."

"But that's what it wants you to do, isn't it?" Percy leaned forward in his chair.

"It came out of your grave." George looked at Fred.

Fred mirrored the look. "What if we can put it back in?"

"It would have been trapped there if the Ministry hadn't disturbed it wouldn't it have?" Percy sometimes hated the people he worked for.

"I think it was meant to be a trade, but instead it took my body and escaped when they opened the coffin, but if we can figure out a way to bring it there and trap it, then maybe that's how we stop it." Fred hoped he was right.

"But what happens if we can't trap it? What will it do to you? We haven't figured out a way to fight it." George worried this would be worse in the end.

Fred shut his eyes for a moment as if he was trying to ignore unwanted voices. "You know I've never been patient. So let's just act. Let's just go and be done with all this."

"And I've always been the patient one, Fred." George gave him a hard look. "We can't just risk that, not when so much is at stake."

"You don't see how much this is killing me already do you? If we don't do something soon, I'm not sure I'll be sane enough to do anything at all. The longer we wait, the more powerful it becomes, and the easier it'll be to take me out. We have to act now." Fred had a desperate look in his eyes.

George looked at Percy, hoping he'd have a bright idea.

"Was there anything useful at all in that diary?" Percy nodded towards the book on the dresser.

George picked it up and sighed. "Not really. Mostly just a reminder of the state of everything right now. Fred's right about it driving him to insanity though, that's what happened to this guy and…"

"What is it?" Fred waited for George to continue, but he looked lost in thought.

"A news clipping Hermione put in here." George flipped to the back of the book. "It's about this guy's death, but there wasn't a body, they just assumed he died and exploded or disappeared or something."

"So what happened then?" Percy was afraid to know.

"He got sent to where that thing came from, that's what it'll try to do, open up a portal back to that place." Fred was piecing it all together.

The twins met eyes as if they both realized what they needed to do. Percy noticed the look, but before he could ask, the two were heading out of their room. By the time he got downstairs, Fred and George were out the door. Bill was in the only person in sight once Percy reached the bottom floor.

"Come on!" Percy led the way out the door, and Bill, without hesitation, followed.

Fred and George were at the edge of the woods before they both stopped. The shadows were growing from the trees, and even George could see them now. George put his hands over his ears as whispers came into his head. It reminded him of the battle, when Voldemort kept getting in their heads, he hated that feeling. The two backed away from the shadows as they seemed to increase with anger.

"Lumos Maxima!"

The two turned to see Bill shining a bright light from his wand, causing the shadows to shrink back.

"Go, we'll catch up!" Percy now had his want out as well.

Fred and George ran through the woods and did not stop until they got into the family cemetery. Everything was quiet then, and they had a moment to catch their breath.

"Is that what it's been like all the time for you?" George looked at his brother.

Fred nodded. "Not to pleasant is it?"

"I'm glad you're still sane."

Fred laughed a little. "Me too, though honestly I think I'm only just. Come on." Fred continued to lead them to his grave.

Once there they stood over the plot. George's eyes remained fixed to the headstone. "You sure about this?"

"Not at all. Let's dig this thing up." Fred nodded at George, who took out his wand and waved it over the dirt.

The earth began to vibrate as the particles shifted. Soon enough the casket under the ground had surfaced. Memories of the day they had put it in the ground flooded George's mind. He did not want to think about his lifeless brother anymore. George walked up to the casket.

"Let's just get this over with, yeah?" George looked at Fred before opening the lid.

"Whoa." Fred knew Bill said it looked bad inside, but the entire lining of the coffin was ripped to shreds.

Fred stepped closer to the plot, and gave George a hesitant look. George held up his wand and the two put their palms out.

"Okay, come and find me, this ends now." Fred took a deep breath before he let George cut open his palm, George mimicking the cut on his own hand.

The two held out there hands and let the blood drip into the inside of the coffin. At first nothing happening, but then Fred noticed a slight tear appear around the blood. He realized something was about to happen, so he grabbed George and backed away. The two almost fell over as a portal opened, and screeching sounded around them. George gripped his wand tight, ready to fight if anything came after them.

"Fools."

They both turned to see the shadowy creature standing before them. It was exactly like the dreams. Anger flooded through George, he pointed his wand and ran at the creature, but keeping his eyes on Fred, the shadow threw George against a tree.

"George!" Fred's eyes widened as the creature approached him. He backed away, but the portal they had opened was too close now.

Fred tried to run, but the creature grabbed him by the throat and held him up. George was trying to regain his bearings after being thrown into the tree, so had not noticed the creature grab Fred yet. Fred struggled as the shadow gripped tighter around his neck. He tried forcing Fred closer to the portal. This was it, they had run into this without a plan, and now he was going to pay the price. Fred did not want to go back to the world he had clawed his way out of, but here he was. Fred squeezed his eyes shut as he heard someone scream something and soon he was out of the creature's grip, and on the grass.

Fred looked up to see Percy with his wand pointed at the creature. He gave him a nod of thanks before scooting further from the shadowy creature. He was looking around trying to figure out what to do next, while Bill ran up to check on George.

"You alright?" Bill helped George sit up.

George said nothing, but also looked around trying to survey the situation. The creature seemed to be growing like it would swallow them all whole. His eyes met Fred's and in one look he realized what he needed to do. George pulled Fred's wand out from his inside pocket. He had never set it down since Fred came back. He tossed the wand to Fred, who caught it and stood up.

Fred took a deep breath and closed his eyes before letting out a scream. He pointed his wand at the creature and sent a blast of magic so strong everyone felt it. George had never seen Fred use magic that powerful before, so he continued to watch in awe. The blast of magic hit the shadow creature and erupted in a bright purple light. Something was happening to the creature.

The portal seemed to be going crazy as the shadows and voices pulsed and grew louder. They were fighting back. Fred pushed on, but then George, Bill, and Percy came over and forced their wands onto the energy spilling out of the portal. A seam began to show in the middle of the creature as if all the darkness was being sucked away. Fred was watching now, and could begin to see something changing in the shadow. A bit of red hair and pale skin was showing as the darkness continued to pull. The dark cloud swirled around what Fred realized was his dead body, the world screeched and shook as he continued to fight the monster, but he was so close to ending this, he could not let go of his hold. His brothers were keeping the other things in the shadows at bay just long enough to let him finish was he started.

In one big woosh Fred had successfully pulled the darkness away and was holding it with his wand. George saw this and broke away from his brothers to help Fred. They forced the shadow cloud into the portal, and once it was close enough, the portal sucked it up like a vacuum. As soon as it closed everything froze. Silence replaced the deafening sounds that were there a moment before. Fred turned to where the shadow creature had been before, and there on the ground was his decaying body. His eyes grew wide as he looked at it, ruined by the creature inhabiting it.

He heard a gasp behind him and looked around to see the rest of the Weasley's standing just a few feet away. Everyone's eyes on the body by his grave. Before Fred could react on what they should do about this, he noticed the skin begin to crack and dry out. It was like he was dissolving into dust. In a few seconds, any evidence of his corpse was gone in the wind. Fred fell to his knees. George rushed over and put an arm around him.

"Are you okay?"

Fred nodded, eyes glued to the spot his body just was. "That was unexpected."

George too was looking. "Is it over?"

Fred processed that for a moment and looked at his coffin. The portal was gone. The creature was gone. Silence was all that could be heard. The shadows did not move around him, nor did the faces of everyone near him. His body was gone, the vessel that fed the creature. Everything really was over.

Fred nodded.

A sigh of relief came over George. He smiled a little. "At least we know you can still do magic."

"Damn good magic too." Fred smiled back.

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