Lasting Love (a Fred Weasley Fan Fiction)

Fred's Mind

*Fred's POV*

Piano music, it was faint but evident, a beautiful harmony played that was mixed with a single stringed instrument I believed to be a violin—or at least that's what I thought with my limited knowledge of musical instruments.

"It's a violin."

I groaned, "can't you go away?" I looked over my shoulder at the small figure that appeared, it was a small girl with dazzling green eyes. Her hair was bubble gum pink that reached her waist in small ringlets.

"You don't like talking to me do you?" she stated as she came to sit next to me.

"No! I just want to be alone for a bit," I stated simply.

"But you're always alone, you've been lying in a hospital bed trapped in your own mind for weeks! I'm your only company until they can fix you," the girl stated simply as she took a piece of her hair and began twirling it between her fingers.

I sighed, "they've tried just about everything too...what if I'm stuck like this?"

"They have to find what spell it was, it could be one that the caster invented. You never know what those horrible death eaters were doing while Voldemort tried to do other things."

"Yes, I know that," I muttered as I rubbed my hands over my face.

"Well, I can't exactly give you new information and theories. I am part of you after all."

"Explain to me why my subconscious is a little girl again?" I glanced at her and she smirked.

"I'm not little! You picked what I looked like in your mind, I could've been anything or anyone and you chose me. Don't get so snippy with me," the girl tilted her head to the side as she smiled at me.

I looked out across the vast emptiness. I was stuck in my mind, under something that healers were still trying to figure out, instead of being all alone in my mind I suppose I imagined having someone to talk to. Which brought out my subconscious and only friend I had at the moment, we were sitting on the ground; the surroundings were basically all white—as if we were on a canvas in which the artist only painted us and hadn't gotten to the surroundings.

"I'm happy you're here, but I just want to be alone right now." I smiled slightly and crossed my legs before closing my eyes and letting the music absorb me.

"Hey Fred?"

I groaned silently, I just wanted peace inside my own head, "what?"

"I'll miss you when you recover."

I snorted, "why's that?"

"We won't be able to talk anymore."

I opened my eyes and looked at the girl, her hair was covering her face as she picked at her shoe laces, I took her hands in mine with a small squeeze.

"I'll always talk to you, just....not like this, does that make sense?"

"It has to, I am your subconscious after all," she grinned at me.

The music that had been just background music intensified and I noticed that the tempo had sped up and there was a drumming noise added to it.

"Do you hear that drumming?" I looked around as the girl jumped to her feet.

"Looks like this is it," she gave a sad smile.

"What do you mean?" I got up and looked down at her, I must be a whole foot and a half taller than her.

The girl hugged me tightly, "promise you'll listen to me from time to time?"

I nodded as I hugged her back, "I can't make any promises, you know that."

"Be safe," she stepped away and wiped away a tear.

"Wait, what's going on?"

She laughed, "don't you get it?! They've figured it out! You're not going to be stuck in your mind anymore. You're going home, Fred."

A lump formed in my throat but I smiled none the less, "its not like this is good bye...I'll see you when I wake up. I will wont I?"

"Your guess is as good as mine, remember? I know everything you do and nothing more."

The music increased more and the drumming was getting faster, there was something else too—a sort of static sound had been added to the mix and it almost drowned out everything else, "Thank you Riley. I really did enjoy your company."

"I know," Riley grinned, "if you wouldn't you would've made me someone else."

I smiled at her as she stepped away, the music increased in volume and tempo, the drumming became a rapid crescendo but then everything suddenly stopped. There was nothing, I looked over at Riley who was looking around curiously, I caught her eye and she smiled before prodding me in the chest.

"Go home, Freddie! I swear you'll see the real me when you open your eyes."

"How do I go home?" I asked confused.

Riley pointed behind me, I turned away and found a shimmering door, had that been there the whole time? I looked back at Riley who stood here patiently as she motioned for me to move forward, I stepped through the door.

Since being at St.Mungo's I was able to hear everything that all the healers had to say but I wasn't able to do much else, now there was a strange feeling coming over me. It was as if I had been numb but the stuff was wearing off, I felt tingly everywhere as I laid there for what felt like forever. I tested if I had control over my body again and almost gasped as I felt my fingers move and then my elbows bent, I kept my eyes closed as I tested out each part of my body.

I was back, I wanted to run down the halls screaming at the top of my lungs, I was just so ecstatic to have my body back. All that mattered now was getting back to Riley, my one and only love, I hope she was alright, if I found out that something happened while I was stuck here....I dont know what I'd do.

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I'm totally happy to have done something entirely from Fred's POV...but....I dont know...I think this chapter kinda sucked =/

What did you think?! please comment and express your thoughts!

Last thing. Fred's awake now. So you know what that means? Fred vs. George....just saying :)