Not A Coincidence (Fred Weasley)

Ch 30: First Day Back

**Chelsea's POV**

"They're here, they're here!" Ginny squeals rushing in to the kitchen from outside.

From the window I see Errol, the Weasley's family owl, getting closer to the window. I quickly jump up and push their kitchen window open, last time Errol was flying so hard that when he crashed he broke the window- four times he's done that now.

"Good idea hun." Molly laughs as she serves out porridge.

Errol flies in to the room, maybe he'll finally stick the landi- ... spoke to soon. He flew smack-dab in to the wall.

"Almost had it old boy." I say as I grab the letters from his beak, tossing him a dead mouse as thanks. "Alright, here's George's, Ron's, Percy's, Ginny's, mine." I read off the names, tossing the envelopes across the table. "And... and Fred's."

The others go silent.

"Hey, maybe he'll be there when we go back." Ginny says, trying to brighten the mood.

"Yeah, maybe kiddo." I smile at her, scruffing up her hair. The others see the tension deflate and dig in to their breakfast.

Now you may be wondering why I'm at the Burrow. No? You're so used to it by now? Well that makes it easier to tell then. My parents are both working again, insisting they'd take time off to drop me at the station at least. But I told them they didn't have to, that I'll see them soon enough. So the Weasley's are letting me stay over for the week before school again, it's kinda become a tradition really, the Burrow is definitely my second home, seeing as I can walk right in without warning and everyone just goes with it.

"Haha, Head Boy." Percy cheers, holding up his badge.

"Well done son." Molly pinches his cheek.

"Mum, what's 'Wanderings With Werewolves'?" Ginny asks her mother, squinting a her requirements sheet with curiosity.

"It's a book sweetie, you'll be needing it I see. We'll go to Diagon Alley..." Molly's voice trails off as I tear open my letter.

Hah, Dark Art Defence: Basics for Beginner, we're in fifth year so why are we studying for beginners? Fantastic Beasts and where to find them... I've heard of that, sounds like a good book. And monster book of monsters? Interesti- what's this?

I feel something fall out of my envelope, I duck under the table and knock my head on the way up.

"What is it sweetie?" Molly asks, coming over to inspect. "...You're a prefect!" She cheers. "That's another one!"

"She got more excited over you being prefect than Percy being head boy." Ginny giggles.

"Wait, how'd you get prefect?!" George asks shocked, just as shocked as I am about.

"I have no bloody idea honestly." I stare at the badge in surprise. How did I- no it couldn't have been- Albus you sly dog.

"Well that doesn't matter." Molly says patting. "We have another Head Boy and Prefect in the family, we should celebrate."

"You think of me as family?" I look at them all.

"Of course." Bill, George, Ron, Ginny, Arthur and Molly all chorus.

"I guess." Percy says quietly, I smile. Jumping up I wrap my arms around him.

"Oh you love me! Admit it." I laugh, giving him a squeeze.

"Alright, alright, just stop squeezing me to death." He chuckles.

Letting go I smile at everyone, my family, but someone's missing... Fred.

Molly insisted on celebrating though, and that's we did. Brought out the butter beer and exploding snap, stayed up till who knows when and made pancakes for breakfast. Now that may sound lame but when you're hanging with the Weasley's all kinds of crazy unfolds... I'm going to leave it to your imagination.

Molly decided we'll visit the Leaky Cauldron in the morning as we get school supplies, Hermione and her parents will be there, not too sure upon Harry yet. His Aunt and Uncle barely let him out of the house, I sure hope he can make it.

...

"Aren't you a beaut?" I toss the thestral a carrot as I jump on to the carriage.

"Who are you talking to?" Stacey asks, looking around skeptically.

"The things I can see you but you can't."

"Have you figured out why you can see them?" Heather asks, hopping in, residing next to Aerrow, who grins at her with a lovesick smile- honestly, those two to get together even if they keep on insisting they're just friends, I know something else is brewing.

"Mcgonagall said you can only see the thestrals if you've seen death, someone die. But I don't recall seeing anything of the sort." I explain.

"Weird." Everyone choruses.

Definitely, I'll have to look in to it. Maybe Albus knows something.

"I sure missed this big old thing." Aradia says, looking up at the castle.

Heather and Erin start laughing.

"What?" She asks.

"N-nevermind." Heather laughs.

"... Girls! Gross!" I laugh, understanding it. Honestly, those two can be so dirty-minded.

"What? What?!" Aradia starts getting all riled up.

"Don't worry sweetie." I chuckle, patting her head. She frowns up at me and folds her arms across her chest.

"It sure has seemed like forever though since we last were here." Aerrow states as we walk in to the Grand Hall, surrounded in light and warmth from the floating candles above. I sure have missed this place too.

"Everyone please be seated." Dumbledore stands up as his voice booms from corner to corner. I wave up at him and wink. He smiles down at me.

"Umm, Miss Gidget, can you please follow me?" Professor Sprout asks just as I sit down. I spot Gideon behind her, quickly I drop my gaze.

"Certainly." I say as we walk out in to the hall.

"Hey." Gideon says quietly.

"...Hey."

"Do-do you know why we're here?" He asks, not looking me in the eye.

"No."

"Oh.. okay." What's with him? Ever since- no, no I won't bring it up.

"If you could just wait out here." She smiles, like she knows something...

"Maybe it has something to do with the others." I say worried. What if something went wrong like... I don't know, anything could happen!

"I hope so."

I watch him, his timid movements, his expressions. He's acting very... weak.

I'm about to ask when Madame Pomfrey pokes her head out. "Oh, how lovely, you're here."

She slowly opens the doors.

"What? How..." My eyes widen, jaw drops. I spot Gideon spotting a similar expression.

"The mandrakes were very cooperative this season." Madame Pomfrey smiles happily at us.

I can't contain the excitement any longer. "FRED!" I squeal, running up to him.

"Haha, woah." Fred laughs as I jump in to his arms, squeezing him tightly. "How long could I have been gone for?"

I look back at him. "Long enough." I smile thankfully.