Bill and Fred burst through the back door and into the Burrow's tiny, cramped kitchen. Their eyes were immediately drawn to their parents who were supporting George in between them.

Fred's jaw dropped when he saw his twin. George looked ghastly. He was pale and clammy looking and the bandage that was wrapped around his head did not do much to help his frightening look. His eyes were glazed over making him have the distinct look of someone who felt so sick he was unable to stand for a long period of time or concentrate his attention on anything other than how awful he felt.

"Where HAVE you two been?" Molly shrieked.

"Sorry, mum" Bill answered quickly, shutting the door quickly behind him. "We've been doing something important."

"How is he?" Fred asked, rushing over to his brother.

"Not well," Molly, who looked almost as bad as her George due to worry, answered.

"We're taking him to Saint Mungo's," Arthur said, answering Fred and Bill's unspoken questions.

"What! No, you can't!" Fred cried. "If we're seen, they'll take us in for questioning again, and he'll never get better!"

"It's a risk we have to take, love," Molly sniffed. "We've got no choice."

"Yes we do!" Fred shouted. "We've got the answer!"

"What are you talking about Fred?" Arthur asked.

"That's what we've been doing!" Bill answered for him. "We've gone to Hogwarts to get the answer from Snape."

"You, WHAT?" Molly screamed. "How could you be so foolish? WITH ALL OF US RISKING OUR NECKS TO PROTECT THIS FAMILY?"

"Relax, Mum. We weren't seen by anyone. Well, almost anyone. Point is, don't worry about what happened because we've got the answer" Fred said, holding up the old potions book for his parents to see. " Dear Merlin, I hope so at least."

At that moment, George lost whatever little energy to stay awake he had left and Fred and Bill gasped as George's eyes rolled back in his head and he became dead weight, as he could no longer hold himself up. Fred rushed to help his parents and grabbed George from the armpits.

"Alright, let's get him to the sofa" Molly said quickly.

Once George was laid down on the cushions, Fred urgently flipped through the book scanning the pages for the answer to George's strange illness. Soon, he realized he did not know what he was looking for.

"Give it to me, Fred" Bill said. "I'm a curse breaker, I think I can find it."

Bill flipped feverishly through the pages and searched for what they all hoped he would find. He whipped out his wind and muttered an incantation.

"What are you saying, Bill?" Fred asked, now kneeling by his twin brother on the floor while George laid on the sofa, now fully unconscious.

"Shh," Bill said quickly, "It's something I learned in Egypt, for when I need to find something quickly. Uhh, does the name Sectumsempra mean anything to you?"

Fred furrowed his brow. "No, is that what Snape hit George with?"

Bill nodded. "Sounds like it," he said.

"Let me see that," Molly said. "I think I should do the countercurse."

No one disagreed with Molly on that. She took her wand out, gently turned George's head to the side and muttered the incantations that she saw on the page. Slowly, George's color returned to his face and the gaping wound on the side of his head looked like it was slowly healing. George's eyes opened and he looked around confused.

"How do you feel, Georgie?" Fred asked.

"Better," George replied.

"That was a right good scare you gave us, mate" Bill chimed in.

"Oh my boy," Molly crooned, stroking George's hair. "Thank goodness we didn't have to take you to St. Mungo's".

"I'm glad you're feeling better, son" Arthur said.

"You guys were gonna take me to St. Mungo's?" George asked clearly not remembering a thing.

"Yeah, that's kind of why Mum and Dad were practically carrying you out the door, your holiness." Fred said lauging.

"Oh," George said nonchalantly. "Can we eat dinner?"

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Author's Note: I feel like this chapter kind of sucked, but I couldn't think of much else. Please review to encourage me to write more!

Effie xx