George and Fred stood together, watching the Order below, putting charms over the school. Fred's mind wandered to Harry, his brother, and Hermione and hoping they were safe.

He clenched his jaw, Hermione. Since he had seen her last that's all that had been on his mind, Hermione bloody Granger, and Merlin he prayed she was okay.

"You okay Freddie?" his brother nudged him. Fred looked at his twin and smiled, nodding his head slightly.

"Yeah." He stated.

George returned the smile, looking back to see the shield charms creating a protective bubble over everything. "Me too." Fred knows that, even if George will never admit it, it's his way of saying if you're okay then I am too.

"Where do you reckon Hermione is?" he blurts out. George looks at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Dunno, probably with Ron and Harry, why?" he asks.

Fred furrows his brow why did he ask? Could it've been that time he had seen her at the Yule Ball and felt his stomach twist. Or the way she had commended him on his magic at the shop?

He recalled her laugh as they had danced at the wedding, the way her eyes sparkled wonderfully under the lights.

"Because I'm absolutely mad for her." He said confident in his answer, looking over at his brother. George gazed back, if he was surprised then he would have to remember to praise his brother on having great acting skills.

George patted his brother on the back. "It took you long enough to admit it there." He grumbled. Fred smiled a bit, it had taken him an enormous amount of time to realize that he loved this girl. The perfect, prefect, know-it-all who had taken so many house points away from him it was inhumane. He loved Hermione Granger. He would tell her, the first chance he got when he saw her again.

The thought of her face made him smile as the first Death Eaters breeched the boundaries and him and his brother were called to action.