B is for Brothers

The next scene was in a meadow with a cottage sized house in the middle.
"Liv, where are we?" Fred knew he'd never seen this place before.
"This is the Weasley family summer house." He could vaguely remember it now that she said something.
"Is that me?" Liv nodded as a little redhead boy came running around the corner.
"I don't get it. What did I do here?" He asked. Liv look sympathic.
"You were young. You didn't understand what you were saying. Watch."
"I hate you Percy! I wish we weren't brothers!" Little Fred ran inside.
"I don't even remember this." He whispered.
"He did. If this hadn't have happened," the scene changed. I was the holiday they'd had without Percy. Only, he was there. "He wouldn't have left. And if he hadn't have left," They were in the hall again. Only Fred wasn't as distracted by Percy's arrival.
"Avada Kadvera!" Percy jumped between the spell and Fred.
"Percy!" the Weasley twin both fell to the ground by the dead body of Percy. The wizard sent a curse at George. He fell as well. Living Fred screamed. Dead Fred turned to Liv.
"Take me away, Liv, please." The girl looked at him.
"It's not done, but, if you wish."

They were back in the hall.

"The dead don't need to sleep, but we can. Why don't you go get some rest. We can keep going when you wake up. Green door." She turned and sadly walked to her door alone.

Liv was cursed to be alone. She would always be alone.