George's Kindness

CHAPTER 21

Anna and Fred fell asleep and the next morning it was weird, they didn't remember exactly what happened last night, she was lying on the floor when she opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw was Fred on the couch, he looked pale and wasted.

She rubbed her eyes and yawned, stretching her arms, she said, "Fred, are you okay?"

He did not answer, he was still asleep, his hand was hanging from the couch and he was lying on his stomach.

She grabbed her aching head and straightened up, seeing Fire Whiskey on the table.

"Fuck," She whispered and slowly stood up, approaching Fred.

She shook him a few times until he woke up and turned his head toward her, his eyes still closed, "What is it?"

"How are you feeling?" She held her forehead with her hand and sighed.

"Kinda sick, weird, I-I don't know," He said in a hoarse voice and straightened up, resting his elbows on his knees and looking at the floor, "What happened?"

She walked around the broken glass on the floor and sat down next to him, "I don't remember exactly, maybe we just got a bit too drunk last night," She laughed weakly.

He laughed back and looked around, "Where is George?"

Her heart dropped at his question and she stared blankly for a second, "George? Oh Lord."

She grabbed his shoulder and stood up, heading up the stairs, she remembered that George had left the house late last night, so her heart was pounding, all in fear and hoping he was in the room.

She went in and saw an empty room, only with Felix huddled asleep on George's pillow.

"FRED, COME HERE!" She shouted but her voice seemed to fade.

Fred came quickly upstairs and peered into the room, his face frowning, "What is it?"

"George is gone, he left last night," She sobbed and put her hand to her chest.

"Why would he leave?" He leaned against the door and crossed his arms.

She looked him straight in the eye, she swallowed the dumpling before saying, tremblingly, "Last night, you and I," She stopped when Fred gasped.

"Me? You? Anna you must be dizzy still," He smiled in fear, clenching his jaw.

"I'm not Fred," She leaned against the other side of the door, her knees weakened, she put her hands over her face, "I didn’t want to, I really didn’t."

"Anna..." He blushed with embarrassment and felt very strange, he looked into the room once more and saw George's wand on the dresser, "I-I don't know what to say..."

He heard her soft cry, he didn't know what to say or what to do.

"He certainly didn't go far, did he? He must be broken now and doesn't know what to do," She started crying with her hands over her face, sliding to the floor, "Fred what are we going to do? I can't belive... First Remus, now him."

Fred breathed briskly and watched her, squatting next to her without any touch, "Please don't cry, I promise you, we will find them, you know we will."

"Fred what if he..." She looked up at him, her eyes as red as her cheeks, she couldn't even speak.

"What?" Fear appeared in his eyes.

"No, no, no, he can't hurt himself, we need to find him now, and Remus, I can't handle this, I can't," She said everything in a panic without a pause for air and stood up.