Undying Devotion: A Weasley Love Story.

Chapter 23: A turn for the worse.

 It’s going on midnight and I can’t sleep, as usual. I feel completely worn out and crazed by the lack of sleep. I trudge down the stairs trying not to wake anybody. I didn’t want to see anyone anyways, not after I threw that fit because mom wouldn’t let me join the Order. I feel quite stupid now but it was my one shot at avenging Cedric, or at least that’s what my patience is telling me. I thought by now I would have done something useful yet here I am, some pathetic child incapable of anything.

I look around the house, trying to find a sitting room that will conceal me from anybody wondering around the house. At last, I find one. It is completely empty. I plop down in my seat and am immediately surrounded by a cloud of dust that nearly strangles me. After my fit of coughs I hastily look around to make sure nobody was going to intrude on me. I sigh in relief. I sit thinking about Cedric and Fred. I half wonder if this is what Cedric would have wanted. I feel like I moved on too soon yet at the same time, I feel as though I’m cheating on Fred with all these thoughts of revenge for Cedric. I am lost in thought until I feel a stabbing pain in my head. I clutch my head as I feel my eyes grow red.

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 "Kill me. I will do anything.” An older man is pleading with the Snape. His hair is long, yet thinning and heavily lined with gray.

“You know I can’t, Bobby. It would blow everything.” Snape tells the man who is now sobbing in his hands. He looks sympathetic until a tall blonde man enters the room, I recognize him from the day I saw Mr. Weasley get into the fight in the bookstore. It was Draco’s dad.

“The scum.” The blonde man sneers down at the man. “What does he want, Severus?”

“Death.” Snape replies face turning cold once more.

“And what did you tell him?” The blonde man asks Snape.

“To lure that seer of a daughter to us.” Snape replies impassively.

The blonde man kicks the prisoner. “We have had you for years. We even imperiused you to kill your Seer of a wife knowing that your daughter would be of great use to us one day. Now she thinks you are a murderer and would probably kill you on sight. Now tell us where we can get Guinevere and your life will be spared.”

“I will never betray my daughter.” The man, my real dad, tells the blonde man with a look of sheer conviction.

“Crucio!” The blonde man yells and the room is filled with screams of agony.       ’

**Fred’s POV**

I am sleeping, having a wonderful dream that I am rich wearing an expensive dragon hide robe. Guinevere is at my side sporting one as well. George, Guin and I are running an enormous joke shop. I am interrupted by screaming and the thrashing of objects.

“What the blood hell is that?” I yell bolting straight up. George is already throwing on his robe and running out of the room. I follow his lead without hesitation and ignoring the fact that I’m in my underwear. The portrait is in the hall starts screaming waking everyone who wasn’t already up, up.

I scan the area looking for maybe some kind of ambush, maybe Voldemort had found our hideout. George continues to run into the noise and I follow him. Soon I realize the screams are Guinevere’s. I push George aside and run into the room. Hey eyes are blazing red and she is screaming her voice hoarse. She looks absolutely mad. I watch her grab everything she can reach and throw it. Most of the room is in complete ruins. I watch in horror, and I’m not the only one. Mom, dad, Sirius, and Ron are standing in the doorway.

Before I realize what is happening I see George run over to restrain her. She throws him off and he busts his head on the concrete floor, but he gets back up, blood running down his head. I run to help him and we both grab Guin, wrapping her tightly in our arms. George is soothing her.