Vague

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All three of us jumped out of our skins, Fred and I letting go of each other and turning around to find the source of the noise. "FREEEEEDD!!!!" The same voice yelled out.

Another voice chimed in, "GEOORGE!!!"

The first voice called again, "ELIZABEEEETH!!!"

"WHERE ARE YOU?!?" A third voice added.

"O-!" Fred covered my mouth with his hand before I could say anything. None of us could really tell who it was.

The voices got closer to us and the second person yelled again, "FREDDIIEEEEE!!!!!"

"ELIZABEEEETH!!!" The third voice yelled.

"GEOORGIIIEEEEEE!!!!!" The first voice yelled.

"GUYS, WHERE ARE YOU?!?!" The third voice yelled, and it was clearer than before. Bill?

I moved Fred's hand off of my face and yelled back to them, "BILL?!?"

"ELIZABETH!!" It was Bill! I ran away from the twins and up the hill as best as I could in heels. At the top of the hill, I spotted Bill, Arthur and Charlie. Bill spotted me, and the twins after a second, when they had followed me, and he came running towards us with his dad and brother. "Thank Merlin you guys are okay." Bill hugged me first, and then the twins.

"Good lord, I was worried sick," Arthur said, wrapping me, Fred and George into a giant group hug. He let go of us and continued what he was saying, "I'm so glad you're okay."

"We didn't know where you three had gone off to," Charlie said, brushing a lock of hair out of his face. "Where are the others?"

"Harry, Ron and Hermione, you mean?" I asked, Charlie nodding in response. "I don't know. I saw the three of 'em with each other and they disapperated. I 'ave no clue where they've gone or what they're doing."

"Well then," Arthur said after a brief pause. "Let's get you inside and calmed down a bit, shall we?"

"Fleur is in the house, is she not?" Bill asked Arthur. Arthur nodded, causing Bill to give a silent breath of relief.

***

Six months later, in February, I decided to go looking for Harry, Ron and Hermione.


I threw my clothes into the bag with an undetectable extension charm that Hermione had given me. A tear slide down my face as the last of my things had finally gotten into the bag. The bag was small, kind of like a small backpack. I threw it over my shoulder quietly and looked at Fred, who had fallen asleep in his childhood bed. I smiled gently and sadly, knowing that leaving him was going to be hard. But I had to. I knew what the trio were up to: they were hunting horcruxes. And I needed to stop them before they get themselves killed.

I slipped out of the twins' bedroom door and tiptoed downstairs. I hoped that no one was awake, so I could leave without a fight. No one was downstairs, to my luck, so I walked out the door and took a few steps outside. I stopped in my tracks, and said, "You can't convince me to stay."

"Why should I have to, in the first place?" George asked. It took every piece if courage I had to turn around and face him.

"If no one else is bothering to search for them, then I will," I replied. "Your brother is missing, George. And no one is trying to do anything to find him. Not only him, but Harry and Hermione too. I know what they're doing and I'm not about to let them die."

"What could possibly be so dangerous that it could kill them, Liz?" George asked, his arms crossed.

"They're hunting Voldemort's horcruxes," I said to his surprise. "They can't do this alone, Georgie.... So be sure to tell Fred that I love him.... Just in case I don't come back."

"Don't leave, Liz," George said. "If you don't leave in the first place, there would be no need for me to tell Fred anything. You can tell him yourself. Not only that, but they are only two years below us, and you can get killed just as easily as they can."

"But would you rather lose me than your brother?" Both of us were crying silently at this point. Especially George.

"You are my sister now, Liz, and I can't lose either one of you. But if I lost you both...." He rubbed his arms because of the cold night air. He looked to the floor and back at me. "Don't go, Lizzie..... Please."

"I'm sorry, Georgie." And then I disapperated.

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