Chapter 6: When heart speaks…

Asheara woke up the next day with weird noises. She could hear some whirring of some equipments, television on, splashes of water, radio was on, and others. Asheara immediately sprung up from her medium-sized soft bed and went for the door. It was downstairs, she immediately run downstairs and was almost to pass out. She saw every appliances in their house was on, water was sprinkling from the ceiling because it detects fire and everything was in complete mess.

Then she looked at the center of the living room… Fred standing examining the picture frames, shaking them as though he was mad. She's dead meat… the furniture were all wet thanks to Fred.

"What the hell have you done to my house?" Asheara yelled breathlessly looking at her surroundings. Fred startled and looked at the horrid-looking Asheara.

"Examined all the things you have here. It's pretty admirable" Fred said approvingly thinking his statement was a compliment. But Asheara looked at him and to the things around him.

"Get out—NOW!" Asheara said. Fred looked at her in horror.

"But where will I go?" Fred asked her still holding the picture frame.

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN CARE WHERE YOU'LL GO! GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" Asheara yelled, Fred accidentally let go of the picture frame and the glass broke. This aggravated Asheara more and Fred immediately gets out.

Again, Asheara looked at her surroundings and give a groan. "I have to clean the house…"

Back at number twelve grimmauld place; Sirius, Lupin, Ron, Ginny, Tonks, and Hermione volunteered to look for Fred. Tonks has been acting as Fred with her metamorphmagi abilities so Mundungus has free time to search for Fred. Ron, Ginny, and Hermione have been covering up Fred's disappearance to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Sirius and Remus are both covering Tonk's work for the order.

Later that morning, Mundungus arrived home, still no sign of Fred. George was getting quite anxious everyday and he was pale that his mother was already worried about him.

"What if you-know-who got him?" Hermione asked Ron as they sit on one couch near the door at the drawing room. "I mean, it's been already 2 weeks"

"He's not dead nor in danger." George said simply.

"How would you know?" Ginny asked

"As a brother and a twin, I would feel it" George replied. "I've got a feeling that its muggles that took care of him. He just can't come back yet because maybe he's still recovering." George stared at the window still thinking of his twin. 'If something's happened to him, I would know' he said in his thoughts. But then a horrible thought came to him… what if he won't know?

"Which reminds me, I got to go to my home city, its mum's birthday you see" Hermione said breaking off the silence. Ron frowned at her.

"When?" He asked

"This day, I already told the order about it. Dumbledore said I'm allowed to go" Hermione said. "I'll be back by tomorrow though; it's just on the other city."

It was half past 12 as Asheasra finished cleaning the house. She thought of cooking, and she was off to cook for Fred and for herself again. When she was done cooking she went out in the garden to look for Fred. She called him several times but he didn't answer for her calls. Then she thought what happened, this gave her some uncomfortable thoughts.

Ashera peered outside the gate and went through all the corners of the house to find him. But still, no sign of him.

What would her father say if he knew Fred was gone? Asheara thought what she did this morning. She yelled at Fred to get out of her sight. Then her stomach gave a horrible squirm, what if Fred gets out of the house? Asheara looked at the gates, it was slightly opened.

Asheara sat on the couch and thinks what she'll do. Then she thought why would she go and try to look for him? It was his fault he decided to get out of the house, she didn't tell him to. Then she looked at the picture frame Fred broke. It was now free of splinters. That picture frame contains her mother and her hugging. She died when she was just 5. Then she thought what her mother last said to her: 'child, pride will take you higher beyond your wildest dreams… but it also takes you to things unexpected and will eventually lets you lose everything.'

Asheara thought of it again and felt a pang of guilt crept on her. She shouldn't have yelled at Fred like that. It's like what her dad said, he might have come from the mountains and had never seen gadgets in his life. Asheara rushed to get her jacket and ran towards the gates muttering the word "Fred" desperately. She ran down the streets to find him, yelling his name.

Hermione was already stepping outside a certain perfume store to buy her mom a brand new perfume. Although she could have bought her mom perfume from Diagon Alley but she preferred those that are made by muggles. She turned to a street when she saw a red-haired guy, walking briskly at the other side of the road.

Hermione's heart gave a leap and she immediately ran towards the other side of the street. But then, a bus passed in front of her and covered most of her view. As bus already passed, Fred was nowhere to be found. Hermione continued walking towards the other side and went looking for him.

Asheara reached downtown walking briskly asking people if they saw a red-haired guy about 6 feet tall passed by. Some of them answered they haven't seen him but others positively saw him. She continued walking, not minding where she's looking until she bumped a girl with brown bushy hair.

"Oomph" Said the girl. Asheara immediately grabbed her and let her stand on her guard.

"I'm so sorry!" Asheara said.

"It's okay" Hermione said.

"I'm sorry, I have to go, and I still have to look for someone" Asheara said and move on walking.

Hermione looked at her and heard the girl muttered "Fred" under her breath. Hermione decided to follow Asheara to look for Fred.

Asheara walked more briskly until the sun was already setting. She was in the middle of nowhere still looking for Fred. The numbers of people were already thickening for night shopping. She stopped walking and looked everywhere. She broke down, apparently crying. Hermione was keeping her stand against the passing people towards her.

Asheara felt her sleeves wet with tears. Apparently, she was crying. She doesn't know why she was crying, it was her first time to cry for someone whom she was annoyed and irritated. But still… what if she couldn't see Fred again? Then why would she worry?

It's all in your brain Ashie.

No… no… I shouldn't have yelled at him…

Let him be! At least he's not a pain in the butt anymore

What if something got him and it's my entire fault he's gone…

Asheara continued crying. Hermione still stared her though in distance, gave a little gasp as she saw a young man approaching Asheara. "What are you doing here?" says a familiar voice in front of Asheara who raised her head and looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

Hermione was about to call Fred when a large group of muggles carried her away from the scene. "What—what's wrong?" Fred said in bewilderment. Asheara stood up; no words came out and embraced Fred tightly.

"I'm so sorry…" She said in her muffled voice. "I shouldn't have yelled at you! I thought… I thought… something's got you and—and"

Fred placed his fore finger on her lips to prevent her to say anything else. She looked into those beautiful gray eyes. He looked at her with those kind looks and smiled. "I'm sorry to worry you… I was walking here just to see if these includes in my memory. I'm sorry I haven't told you I'm going here…" Asheara just embraced him tightly tears still pouring from her cheeks.