Chapter 11 Charms…

Fred woke up. He wanted to see Asheara after breakfast. He went down without waking George up, he found his mum and dad were on the breakfast table discussing something about Harry Potter's security. They hushed up as they saw Fred on the picture.

"Hello Fred, dear" His mother said. "Do you want some porridge, dear?"

"Sure Mum…" Fred said and turned to his Father. "Dad… can I go to the muggle London?"

"You have to ask your mother" Arthur said kindly. Fred looked at his mother reproachfully.

"Mum?" Fred said sweetly. Molly gave an 'if you have to' shrug as she placed a tray in front of Fred containing a bowl of porridge, his tea and two buttered toasts.

So with that, Fred went to dress up and armed himself with a wand. He passed George, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny grouped in the sitting room and looked at him with smugness on their expression. When Fred reached out the door, he heard a shrill laughter from the sitting room. Fred shook his head and apparated.

When Fred reached the subdivision, it was crowded with people. They were watching at Asheara's home gates. Fred's heart hammered as he approached closer; there were police cars and some vans. Fred pushed his was through the crowd and saw the house. There were yellow tapes at the gates and the entrance of the house was splashed with blood.

"What happened here?" Fred asked urgently as he approach a police.

"Murder sonny" Said a middle-aged man waving his police cap.

"Mur—who died?" Fred asked turning pale.

"Mr. Lee, John… tsk he was a great doctor" Said the police sympathetically.

"Where's his daughter?" Fred asked.

"Down at the mobile kid… she refused to go to the police department. Says she's…" Before the police could finish his answer, Fred hurriedly went to the police mobile. Then he saw her, covered with a wool blanket, staring at the ground with her bloodshot eyes. Fred went closer with his pale face. Asheara stared at him, tears poured down on her pale face. She looked miserable.

"Asheara…" Fred said. Asheara jumped and embraced him and sobbed on her shoulder.

"Fred… He's gone!" Asheara said. "He's gone…"

"I'm sorry…" Fred said as he caressed her back.

"He killed my dad…" Asheara said while sobbing. "Max Carlton killed my dad…"

Fred accompanied Asheara to her cousin's flat near grimmauld place. Her cousin, Danise; was a married woman and 5 months pregnant. Danise console with her sympathetically. Fred sat in a corner at the kitchen, watching a distressed Asheara. He always hated to see Asheara looking so depressed. She will stay there until she had found a place to live in. Her dad left her too much fortune to carry on, but it was still useless if her dad wasn't with her.

Time passed by, and Fred has to go home.

"I'll come back tomorrow Ash, don't worry" Fred said hugging a still distressed Asheara.

"Alright… Take care" Asheara said.

Fred walked away, stopping in front of Grimmauld place. He looked back at the flat across the street. It was already closed; it was already safe for him to go inside.

George, Ginny and Ron were playing exploding snap when Fred came in. George looked at his twin with surprise. "What's with you?" George asked. Fred looked at him warily.

"Asheara's dad was killed last night" Fred said as he slouched on one couch. They looked at one another, surprised of the story.

"What happened?" Hermione asked.

"Max, her friend, the one who tried to force her the night I had the accident… visit her with a gun and shot her father when he tried protecting her…" Fred answered; Hermione clasped her hand on her mouth.

"How's Asheara?" Ginny asked.

"She's… she's distressed of course" Fred said.

"Then… what're you going to do now?" George asked. Fred looked at him meaningfully.

"Going to make something" Fred said and George followed him to their bedroom.

"What's up?" George asked as they reached their bedroom.

"Help me" Fred broke off. "I don't want something to happen to her."

"Okay… what do you want me to do?" George asked.

"Protean charm…" Fred said.

Morning came and Fred left early in the morning. He went across the street to accompany Asheara at the burial. He was wearing black coat of course, it was a bright sunny day. Asheara was already dressed, Black dress with a coat. The dress didn't suit her… it was far too depressing. At the moment she saw Fred, she flung herself towards him as though he was her strength.

Danise didn't say anything… she was wearing a black dress also. Then, they rode a car towards the London Memorial Park. Fred was very quiet all the moment. He saw people come and go and made some last words for Mr. Lee. He couldn't hear them though… his mind seemed to blur with anxiety. He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Asheara moved away to tell her final good-bye to her father.

After the burial, they went home with Asheara clutching her father's picture frame. Fred went quietly together with Asheara. Danise prepared some strong tea for the three, appalled to say anything. When they were alone, Fred grabbed Asheara's hand. She turned at him; her eyes were swollen with tears.

"Ash… I want you to have something…" Fred said, he reaches something from his pocket and withdraw 2 chained necklaces with pendants. One pendant was beaded round attached to the heart pendant of the other.

"They're beautiful" She said smiling.

"Which one do you like?" Fred asked as he separated both pendants.

"The heart one… why?" Asheara asked

"Because both of these were meant to attach to each other, so I'll have the round one" Fred said grinning. "If you need me, press your lips against this pendant, and I'll come." Asheara kissed the pendant.

"I love you, Fred" Asheara said.

"I love you too…" Fred said.