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After less than a minute, green flames appeared in one of the fireplaces and angry looking Molly followed by green-faced Arthur who looked good ten years older run across the room stopping by the counter.

Heated discussion with the lady at the counter and then healer who came back looking for the family of Fred followed.

Molly was partly sobbing as she leaned closer to the young healer, grabbing him by the collar of his white robes.

"How is my baby? Is he going to be alright? I need to see him." She exclaimed, leaving no place for discussion.

"He is stable for now, we are still waiting for the antidote to kick in." explained the healer Robbins and turned to look at Arthur. "You can both go inside, but only for a while, because we're still in the process of healing the wound and it's complicated. You may go inside one at a time."

"You go first Molly, I'll get the kids and we'll wait in front of Fred's room." Arthur squeezed Molly's shoulder and watched as she almost run across the hospital corridor.

George was still crying as he looked up at his dad with fear in his eyes.

Arthur kneeled down on the floor, holding George's hands in his own and looked deep into the boy's eyes.

"Fred will be alright, understood?" he whispered and gently shook his son, trying to make him understand.

"But you don't know that!" yelled George and started to cry again, catching attention of other waiting patients, who looked at the family with curious stares.

"Let's go wait in front of Fred's room." Said Arthur firmly, looking around the waiting room at all the prying eyes.

They'll need more privacy soon if some bad news… but he shook off that thought and grabbed Jade's hand, pulling her gently from the chair, while he pushed George in the direction of large glass door.

Arthur sat down on a blue plastic chair in front of a room with polished silver plate saying it's a room for treatment of dangerous bites.

George climbed on Arthur's knees and cuddled close to his dad's shoulder, finding comfort in the strong hands which held him together.

Jade sat next to them, again pulling her feet up and hugging her knees.

"It will be alright, don't worry." Repeated Arthur, more to himself than his kids.

Molly came out of the room, with red puffy eyes, talking to a healer who was leaving to get more of the antidote, because the venom infecting the wound was still keeping it from healing properly.

Arthur gently slid George down from his lap and seated him on the chair.

He opened the door to the room, closing it immediately. George and Jade didn't need to see this.

Fred was lying on a white hospital bed in the middle of the room. The curtains around his bed were still pulled away and a medi-witch was still standing by his side, labeling the vials filled with potions which were on a table close to Fred's head and constantly checking his heart-beat and respiration.

Fred was pale, propped by hard white pillows, so he was lying on his side with the injured hip, shining with blood and potions high in the air.

Someone dressed him in hospital gown, the grayish fabric almost identical shade of Fred's skin, was hanging loose from his shoulders.

Red hair, combed out of his eyes ( this had to be Molly's work), wet with perspiration in deep contrast with the whiteness of his cheeks and pale purple eyelids.

Arthur let himself fall down on the chair which was standing by the side of Fred's bed.

He could do nothing, just wait.

Right now he wished there was something, anything which would allow him to exchange place with his son and leave him almost dead lying on the hospital bed, and Fred would be healthy and happy again, running around the room, finding an opportunity for mischief.

"I'll have to ask you to leave the room for a while." Said the healer, gently touching Arthur's shoulder.

It was time for another round of potions, which could only mean Arthur was sitting there for more than an hour already. He didn't realize how the time flew by.

Arthur kissed his unconscious son and realized how strange it feels to see Fred without George. He was used to see the two of them together, all the time, every minute of the day.

He walked out of the room and found Molly furious, yelling at Jade and George who were still sitting on the chairs side by side, looking on the verge of tears.

"What were you thinking?! I don't believe someone could be this stupid! You could have died! All of you! Do you even think about what you do? Did you ever try to stop and say to yourselves how crazy that is? Wandering around the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night!" yelled Molly, tears in her own eyes.

"Molly that's enough." Said Arthur calmly and tried to hug her but she shook off his arms.

She just looked at him with furious stare and started to pace up and down the corridor.

It was some time after lunch when the healer finally came out of the room and smiled at Molly who run to his side.

"We were able to stop the bleeding and almost all of the venom is out of his system. We will just wait for the rest of the poisonous substances to decompose naturally. You may go inside for a while now, but let him rest. We are expecting him to wake up some time tonight or tomorrow morning."

Molly run inside the room and didn't come out until she made sure her baby boy was all well and comfortable.

Arthur want inside too, taking George and Jade with him when Molly came out, looking much better.

The room was quiet, curtains around Fred's room were closed so they didn't see him from the door.

George run instantly to his brother's side and pulled away the curtains, revealing Fred, still lying in the same position, but looking much more like sleeping instead of dying.

George started to talk to him and he was laughing with relief, although his voice was still a little bit shaky from the shock.

Jade was frozen in place, leaning against the wall by the door.

She was pressing her back against the cold white tiles and looked positively sick.

There was Fred, motionless on a sterile hospital bed. All because of her.

Arthur looked back at her and waved his hand, beckoning her to come closer.

She shuffled across the room, stopping by Arthur.

Jade wasn't sure what she's supposed to do?

Fred was still asleep, but once he woke up he'll realize it was all her fault and then the equilibrium of their relationship will be ruined for good and they'll want nothing to do with her.

But as she stood there, she couldn't help herself, and reached out with her trembling hand, gently touching Fred's arm.

He was alive, and that's all that matters.

They walked out of the room, leaving Fred behind with a healer by his side.

Molly was standing by the door, waiting for any updates, but there was no change in the state of their son so instead of saying something, Arthur just let go of George's hand and hugged his wife.

"I'll take the kids home, they didn't sleep at all last night, and it's already afternoon." Whispered Arthur as he kissed Molly's hair.

"Alright, I'll stay here with Fred." Said Molly quietly. She wasn't leaving the side of her son. Of course her other kids still needed her, Ron and Ginny were probably freaking out by now, and she told Lovegoods that they'll be only gone for one night, it was probably time to pick them up, but right now, Fred needed her the most and so she was staying with him.

"Ron and Ginny…" she wanted to remind Arthur but he stopped her with another soft kiss and reassuring hug.

"I know. Don't worry." He said before turning around and dragging Jade and George with him. They were too tired to protest.

Sun was low above the horizon, coloring the sky in shades of orange and purple, casting shadows on the ceiling of Jade's room, as she was sitting on her bed, wearing flannel PJ pants and old Fred's tee blue and white with stars. She wanted to feel close to him.

Ron and Ginny were still in the kitchen as it was early and they slept the last night, so Arthur let them stay up.

He was explaining what was happening with Fred and repeated "He will be fine" many times during that conversation.

George was already asleep in master's bedroom. He didn't want to sleep in his room where Fred's empty bed would keep reminding him they are separated, so dad let him to the parent's room. The heavy comforter which had a lingering scent of mom on it, made the boy feel safe and it lulled him to sleep.

Arthur came upstairs to check on Jade and George and he found her sitting on her bed, eyes wide open.

It was true that Jade was used to staying up for long periods of time as she often skipped sleep, to avoid nightmares, but now she was exhausted. The only reason why she didn't fall asleep yet, was all the adrenalin pumping through her veins and the awful feeling of guilt which settled in her chest.

"Go to sleep Jade, we'll go check on Fred in the morning, and I'm sure mom will let us know if he wakes up earlier." Said Arthur, adjusting the covers around Jade.

"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have… I know you're angry with me and I'm so sorry, and I promise to never do anything reckless again, just…" Jade blared out, choking on the new wave of tears.

"Honey calm down. Of course it's not your fault and no one's angry with you." Said Arthur firmly, looking into Jade's eyes.

"It is! Of course it is my fault!" sobbed Jade, dreading the moment when Arthur will finally realize she was right. "I told them about the licorice plants in the forest, if I didn't…" she cried.

"Jade, Fred and George would get in trouble before you even came to this family. They would do stupid dangerous things all the time, even before Hogwarts. How do you think Molly learned all the healing spells?" chuckled Arthur. "No one would ever blame you for what happened. The only thing which makes me angry is that you went with them and got yourself in a very dangerous situation. I'm used to seeing boys do silly things but I guess I just wasn't prepared to see you with them." He stayed silent for a while.

"Jade, I just want you all to be safe, and I'm glad you are all ok, but please…" he held her hands " please next time, think before you do something and put yourself in a dangerous situation."

"I'll never do it again, I …" started Jade, tears still running down her face.

"No, I'm sure you will. Having Fred and George for brothers and being accepted by them in their little gang of mischief makers, I'm sure you'll find yourself doing something silly sooner than you could say quidditch, just promise you'll try to be safe."

"I promise." Jade blushed and looked down on the crocheted blanket.

"Now go to sleep. Tomorrow will be brighter day." Arthur kissed her forehead and left, leaving the door open just a crack.

It felt odd to be back home in the middle of semester. The light was silver now, and her ceiling changed to beautiful ink blue.

Jade snuggled under the covers, hiding her face in the pillow. And there it was again, the same mustard yellow pillowcase with patch in the middle. She remembered it was there the first time she came to the Burrow.

And with that strange feeling, mixture of guilt and happiness from knowing Fred will be ok, Jade fell asleep.