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PART FIVE
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" y/n's point of view "
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REACHING THE BURROW by Portkey after what was one of the most terrifying broom flights I had ever experienced was such a relief. We were in the front garden of The Burrow, Fred having returned to his normal self rather than look like Harry anymore.
The Death Eaters were everywhere during the flight. Fred and I were shooting curses and hexes all over the place just so we could get to the safe house.
I looked to Fred and let out a sigh of relief as I hugged him tightly.
"Oh, we're okay." I breathed out as he held me.
I was caught completely off guard when I pulled away and Remus pointed his wand to my face.
"Remus-"
"What was the name of the toad I purchased for Y/N Black her first year at Hogwarts?" He asked, and I had to take a moment to wrap my head around the situation before I answered.
"Um, Stanley." I managed the name out. I missed that toad.
Remus lowered his wand and looked to Fred.
"George has been hurt." Remus said and I watched all the colour drain from Fred's face.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Snape. He's lost an ear."
With that, Fred and I went running towards the house, practically flying through the front door and slowing down as we reached George, who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and the side of his head covered in blood.
Molly was sitting next to him, running her hand through his hair, and Arthur was looking stressed as he kept looking from the window and down at his son.
And Fred was at a loss for words. He gaped down at his twin's wound and dropped to his knees beside the sofa. I crouched down beside him, putting a hand on my fiancé's shoulder and looking over at my best friend.
George had then begun to stir.
"How do you feel, Georgie?" Molly whispered to her son as he started groping for the side of his head.
"Saint-like." George responded, his voice a murmur.
"What's wrong with him?" Fred croaked out, looking more terrified than I had ever seen him as he looked from George, to me, to his mother. "Is his mind affected?"
"Saint-like." George repeated and he opened his eyes to look at Fred. "You see... I'm holy. Holey, Fred, geddit?"
All the colour returned to Fred's face as he started to chuckle. "Pathetic. Pathetic! With the whole wide world of ear-related humour before you, you go for holey?"

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