"Do you need a minute?" Fred asked. I nodded, stepping in the tent alone. I remember this place, the scent of wooden broomsticks filling the air. I inhaled the smell, bringing in familiar vibes. I knew something happened in here, a crucial piece of information that would put every piece into place. I noticed a certain spot on the bench that had a bit of familiarity to it.
I sat down there, only figuring one thing out: This spot had something to do with Fred. That much I remember. I just couldn't recall what it was that was so important. I sat there for a moment, digging deep inside of myself for the memory, coming up with nothing. I sadly stepped back out of the tent, shaking my head before the twins could say anything.
"Nothing?" George asked.
"No, not a thing," I replied. "Is there anywhere else we could try?"
"Maybe the Three Broomsticks. We go there all the time," Fred answered.
"Excellent," I smiled. "Let's go."
"Hold it, hold it," George said, stopping us. "We can't just go taking her around like we're all of a sudden our happy selves again. If the tent didn't work, which, by the way, is probably the best place for her to remember something and it doesn't work, how are less crucial places going to help any?"
"Valid point, Georgie," Fred said to his brother. "I think we might as well just call it a day and try again tomorrow. After all, we need to go back to the Great Hall for supper. They're just about ready to put out the food."
"How do you know that?" I asked.
"Can't you smell it?" Fred said, looking up slightly and breathing in the cold air. I did the same, taking in the scent of food from the castle.
***
I finished eating before the twins were done, taking myself up to the common room and finding a spot for myself in a big cozy chair. I fell into a deep thought, and soon enough, a deep sleep. I didn't know this at the time, obviously, but when everyone else returned to the common room, Fred and George found me fast asleep in the armchair. Fred had carried me into the girls' dorm, tucking me into my bed, kissing me on the forehead before leaving.
It was sweet moment for him, and when I learned of it, I thought so too.
***
I woke up in my own bed that next morning, confused as to how I had gotten there. I shrugged it off and stood up, dressing in a warm outfit. I walked out to the common room, everyone suddenly covered in sad smiles. Angelina and Alicia even handed me flowers. They must know about everything, that's the only thing I could think of. Yesterday they were all glaring and quite, but now there were apologies and cards all around.
Fred and George made their way through the crowd and found me, taking me away from all of the nonsense pleads from the other Gryffindors. I set my cards and flowers down on a table and left the common room with them. "There's one more thing we need to try," Fred told me. "Remember all the glares from yesterday?" I nodded. "Good. That's all you'll need. Oh, and a coat."
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Obliviate || Fred Weasley (COMPLETE)
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] A love for your best friend leads to a complicated relationship between Fred Weasley and Elizabeth Baker. Follow their journey through the second Wizarding War as they struggle to stay together, knowing only death would truly keep them a...