Where is he?

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TW. MENTIONS OF DRUG AND ALCOHOL ABUSE. BLOOD

Charlie and I spent ths rest of the day searching hogsmead for any sign of Fred, or this Jack guy or anyone who knew either of them. 

After searching the whole villiage, we made our way to the Hogs Head, I really didnt think that Fred would have gone in here, but we said we would check anyway. 

'Hi excuse me?' Charlie said to the old bartender when we got into the pub.

'Two seconds and Ill be with ya young man. What would ya like to drink?' 

'No sorry. Not here for a drink. Im actually looking for some people and Im wondering if you might have seen them.'

The bartender nodded his head to show he was listening so Charlie continued. 'Well one of them is ginger, and rather lanky, his name is Fred. And the other guy, well we dont actually know what he looks like but his name is Jack'

The bartender nodded again. 'Yeah seen the two of em in here on Saturday I think. Pretty hammered the ginger one was. Kept crying at one point he needed to get back to some girl. And then Jack and him left just as I closed up the bar. In here a fair bit I must say, Jack is, never seen Fred here before and not seen him since.'

'So you havent seen Fred here since Saturday?' he shook his head no. 'And what about Jack, have you seen him around, he might know where Fred is'

'Nah, I do know that Jack lives in Edinburgh. Some muggle apartment he tells me. Thats why he likes it here so much. No other wizards where he lives ya see' 

Charlie leaned over to the bad and shook the old bartenders hand. 'Thank you' he said. 'Honestly, you were a huge help'.

And with that Charlie grabbed my arm and apparated us to Edinburgh where we began to look for Jack. 

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JACKS POV

'Fred will you wake up. Its your birthday man, you told me you wanted to get back to the missus today' 

I kept knocking on the door of the small spare bedroom in my aprtment. 'Godric Fred, will you wake up'

He didnt. So I went to the kitchen to try to make some breakfast. Maybe that would get him out of bed. I made bacon and egg sandwiches and took Freds plate back to his room. I knocked on the door again still no answer. 

I tried the door handle and it was unlocked. 'Fred, Im coming in okay?' still no answer. So I opened the door and Fred was lying face down on the bed. I walked over and shook him, still no answer. 

'Come on Fred. The missus will be getting worried' I told him as I ripped the covers off him. He was just sleeping in boxers so when I shook his shoulders again, I could feel his freezing cold skin.

'Fuck' I shouted as I grabbed him and shook him. 'Fred wake the fuck up right now' I continued skaing him to no avail so I rolled him over. His face was white, his lips were blue and there was blood pouring out of his nose.

'Fucking hell Fred. What have you done?' I asked as I done my best to grab his body and apparate the two of us to St. Mungos. This was fairly difficult as Fred was a good head taller than me and a hell of a lot more built. 

'Help' I shouted when I got into the lobby. 'Somebody help me please. Hes fucking. I think hes dying.'

And old healer came over to me with a trolly, which she instructed me to put Fred on and then started to push him fairly fast into one of the trauma rooms. 

While one healer was working on Fred, saying spells and giving him different potions, another healer came over to me. 

'Hello my dear. My name is Healer Avery' she introduced herself. 'Could you tell me what happened?'

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