Chapter 13: Fred's Idea

-GEORGE'S POV-

"George, aren't you coming to dinner?" Fred asked from above me. I shook my head. Fred frowned and turned to Lee who had asked if he was coming. Fred muttered a response and turned to look at me again. "C'mon, George, you haven't moved all day."

"Leave me alone," I said and rolled onto my stomach.

"Don't make me use this," Fred said in a warning tone

I didn't have to turn around to know that he had pulled out his wand and had it pointing at my back. A few seconds later he was jabbing me near the spine. "Knock it off," I grumbled.

"Georgie—"

"Don't call me that!" I snapped. I grabbed his wand and threw it away from me before flopping back down on my bed. Why couldn't he see that I wanted to be left alone?

"I don't understand why you're so upset."

"It's nothing." I sat up and wiped at my eyes with my back to Fred. I don't even know why I was crying, I wasn't a bloody child. "Let's eat."

"No." Fred grabbed my arm and held me in place. "What's wrong?"

"I just—why didn't they want me?" I demanded. "They…they split us up—if we've even related—and then had two more kids after you. Why did they get rid of me?"

"Would you rather they got rid of me/" Fred asked, lifting his eyebrows.

"I hardly think that our situations would be any different."

"You still think we'd end up meeting."

I nodded. "Of course. It's fate or something."

Fred nodded as well and fell silent. He kicked at something on the floor and then spoke again. "I want to know…why they tried to keep us a secret from each other. I mean…we would've figured out that we were related eventually. We're not that thick."

I cracked a smile and he punched me on the arm. "They must've known we'd run into each other. I mean, there's no other wizarding school around that I could have gone to. This wasn't just a coincidence." I flopped back down on my bed. "What's your family like?"

"I have a lot of brothers and one sister," Fred replied and shrugged. "It's no picnic but it's not borning either. You?"

"I have a sister and a brother. My brother hates me, though."

"Why?"

I shrugged. "I'm strange, I guess."

"He's strange, he's the Muggle."

"Right."

Silence fell between us once more. Fred then suddenly snapped his fingers and jumped onto my bed so hard it startled me. I sat up and turned to look at him and saw an eerily huge smile on his face. "What?" I asked, even though I have a very strange feeling deep down that I was later going to regret asking such a simple question.

"I just got a brilliant idea," he replied slowly.

I lifted my eyebrows. "Well, come on, out with it then."

"What if…on our break…we switch places?" Fred asked excitedly.

I blinked at him. "I don't follow," I replied.

"It's simple, Georgie," Fred said eagerly. "Once break arrives I'll go home to your parents and you go home to mine and then we'll come back here. No one will ever know."

"What about Charlie?"

"We can get him in on this too," Fred said with an impatient wave of his hand. "It's practically fool proof."

"I don't know…"

"Don't you want to meet my-our—family? Maybe you can find out why they split us up. Merlin knows Mum wouldn't tell me about this voluntarily. She thinks I'm up to something even when I'm sleeping."

"If I went…I'd have to act like you," I said slowly. "And…and you'd have to act like me."

"I don't think it'll be that hard," Fred commented. His head suddenly turned and his palm smacked against the little dresser by my bed. I jumped at the sound. Fred grinned triumphantly as he flicked the remains of a dead spider off of his finger.

"Yeah, I don't think it'll be that hard," I muttered sarcastically.

You can hate me all you want. Hate me because I was MIA. Hate me because of the length. Hate me for whatever, I don't care. I updated and I'm back.

~Crystal