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Orange

Charlie's Memory

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Charlie, we have to. I refuse to keep what I have with you from my family. They know I'm seeing someone. They know that it's one of my classmates, and I want them to know the person I am seeing. And whether either one of us like it or not, Callum is my brother and I'm telling him first; then we will tell my parents."

"Finny, why don't we just wait until after graduation?" Charlie asked desperately, pulling Finny back to him. "We can tell them as soon as we get to Egypt. Put enough distance between them and us."

"No Charlie, I love you. I'm not going to hide you from..."

"Finny don't be daft," Charlie fussed, interrupting him. "This is Callum we are talking about. We are talking about the guy who beat the tar out of Rookwood for simply tracking mud into their room. The guy who hexed Louise Abbott unconscious for two weeks for simply knocking over his ink well. The guy who..."

"But I'm his brother. His twin."

"And it didn't stop him for putting you in St. Mungo's for three weeks for accidentally charming his face green two years ago!"

Charlie was breathing heavy as he watched Finny start to shake at the simple memory of the hex that almost disemboweled him. The fear in Charlie's chest started to thump as he watched Finny shake his head and calmly reply, "I can't run from Callum forever. No matter how much I want to; Father will force the issue at some point or the other. And we shouldn't have to hid because Callum can't be bothered to be a decent human being."

Charlie didn't move as Finny began to move. Realizing that Charlie wasn't behind him, Finny turned and asked, "Are you coming or not?"

He wanted to say no or at least something but he couldn't. His heart and stomach were caught in his throat. Instead, he just nodded and then moved to follow Finny as Finny stepped into the very pit of hell - otherwise known as the bedroom suite of Callum McDuff Parkinson in the Parkinson Estate. His ears filling with the thudding of his heart.

Slowly entering the devil's chambers, he saw Finny and Callum arguing.

Then he saw the end of his world as he realized he forgot to kiss Finny one more time and tell him how much he loved him as a burst of orange, red, and gold flames around Finny. Dancing around him, his screams replacing the thudding of Charlie's heart as they consumed the only man he would ever love.

Charlie tried to move to Finny but he was thrown back landing with a solid thud against the floor.

When he tried to scream, a stabbing pain filled chest.

He heard Callum hiss something but he couldn't make out the words as he started to choke on the blood. Opening his eyes, he saw Pansy standing in the door. Her eyes glowing. He tried to tell her to save herself but he watched as she threw herself towards Callum with green shooting from her hands...

Pansy's Memory

She knew she heard Finny and Charlie's voices. She couldn't believe that they came to the Estate but didn't come to say 'hi' to her first. Especially since she hadn't gotten to she her favorite brother and his former best friend and now his boyfriend since Christmas hols and they would be graduation soon and going to join Charlie's brother in Egypt.

It didn't take long for her to find their voices but she couldn't understand why they were in the hall leading to Callum's rooms. Running down the hall, she wanted to stop them from getting too close to the person she had started avoiding at three when he cut up her arm for even stepping in his rooms. She didn't get far before a piercing shriek sung in her ears. Moving as fast as her ten year old legs could take her, she barrelled into Callum's room for the first time in seven years.

Her mouth sounded a silent scream as she saw Finny encased in red, orange, and gold flames as he fell to the ground and Charlie bleeding profusely from his chest. Callum's maniacal laugh brought her back as he cackled, "What did I tell you dear sister about coming into my room?" as he drew closer to Charlie.

Pansy watched as he raised his wand to point it at Charlie as he snidely said, "I told you to stay away from Finny you poof. Now he has paid and you will too."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw movement from Charlie. Darting her eyes, he saw his brown ones staring back at her.

Looking back at Callum she saw his wand start to move, instinctively she charged him, hands raised as she yelled, "No."

Callum's eyes widened before green light shot out from her hands. Her feet and body came to an abrupt halt as Callum fell over his eyes wide and unmoving. Looking over at Finny's burned body she saw that Callum was as still as Finny now.

She had killed her brother.

"Pansy," a week, choking voice caused her to turn back towards Charlie. Seeing the blood continue to spill from his chest and his mouth, she rushed to him as he whispered, "I'm sorry kiddo..."

She threw herself towards the only person left in the world who could protect her and cried, "No. No. NO. Finny's gone. Callum's dead. I didn't kill him to loose you too."

"Mistress Pansy!"

Pansy looked up to see her nanny staring at her with her bright, bulbous eyes.

"Help me, please!" she pleaded. "I have to get him help."

She watched her nanny's eyes water and whisper, "But you have Mistress Pansy. You have."

Shocked and confused, she looked back down to Charlie only to find the bleeding to have stopped; colour having returned to his face. She had to get him out of here.

"Mistress Pansy, Flopsy will take him to Hogwarts," another voice chirped. Looking up she saw Finny's house-elf standing by her nanny.

"Thank you!" she cried.

Flopsy and Charlie hadn't been gone ten seconds when her father came barrelling in with Mr. Malfoy on his heels, his baritone voice booming, "What have you done?"

"I've done nothing," she screamed as a green light filled the room again.