Epilogue

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The next morning, a not-so-good-looking Fred entered the Great Hall. His nose was bandaged, and he was scouting the tables looking for his other half. Of course, he found him at the Ravenclaw table, grin on his face as he was looking down in adoration at Y/n, who seemed to be telling a story. When she finished, George pecked her nose and Fred could feel himself gagging.

Later that day, Fred managed to catch up to George in the hallways, with no Y/n in sight.

"So, Gred, how did last nigh go, eh?"

"Fuck off!"

"Dear brother, how you wound me!" sighed Fred, hand over his heart dramatically. "I believe you're supposed to say Freddie, my saviour, thank you!

"Fuck off." said George, smiling.

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