Moments of Insanity

"Callie?" "Are you-"

 "Okay?" Fred and George asked.

"Fine."

"Your lying." It wasn't a question, they had spent enough time with her to know when she truly was 'fine' and when she wasn't 'fine.'

"I know."

They didn't say anything, just envolped her in a big hug, that was just a tangle of limbs. "It'll be okay." Fred whispered into her hair. Callie let out a sob and sank back into George's chest. "We're here for you. You aren't alone." Fred continued to whisper.

"He's dead. My godfather, my one chance of escape is dead AND it's my bloody fault!!" Callie screamed out, tears trailing down her face.

"It's not."  "It's not-"

 "Your fault. It never is."

Callie began to laugh now, a high pitched laugh that put even Bellatrix to shame. "Why do you even stay with me? Everyone around me dies sooner or later."

Fred and George just hugged her tighter. They'd delt with her like this before- delt with her episodes- her moments of insanity. Where she couldn't be resoned with; where every word she said came out in a high pitch laugh; where she would blame herself for everything; where she would question why they stayed with her. It was never a question to why they stayed, they stayed because she was their friend- she was the one person that could tell them apart- she was their lover. And if they had to put up with her moments of insanity, then so be it. They loved her and nothing could make them stop loving her.

"I'm useless. I'm a freak. I'm a useless freak. My relatives are right." She continued her bamblings.

"No." The twins whispered. "Your not. Not to use." But she either didn't hear or ignored them in her currant state of mind.

                                                                                            ****

Callie had calmed down a while ago and was now seated on Fred's lap in the common room, George's head resting on her lap. She smiled, running her finger's through is silky red hair.

Fred smiled, kissing her neck. "Your so beautiful."

Callie smiled. "I know, you both tell me that everyday."

"It's true, though." George said. Callie smiled and laughed- this one not with the tell tell sound of insanity or anxienty.

"I love you both."

"We know." They said in unison. "We love you too."

George closed his eyes, nuzzling into her stamche; and Fred started to gently bite and suck at her neck, leaving a trail of love bites. Callie smiled at their antics.

"WHY'RE YOU WITH MY BROTHERS!" Another red head yelled, drawing the attention of several others

"I think that would be obvious." Callie said, dully. "Anyone with a brain could figure out that we-" she gestured to the three of them "-are dating. Oh. but I forgot you don't seem to have one of those; do you, Ronald?"

Ron turned beat red, glaring at the three of them. "Why?!"

"Because, dear Ronnikins-" "We like each other."

 "In a romantic way."

"How can you like them, Callie?!" Ron screamed at her. "They're obnoxious!"

"I don't think so. I find it cute, adorable really." Callie said. "Plus they don't yell at me."

Ron turned even more red- if that was even possible- and stormed off.

"What-" "A-" Fred and George said.

"Prat." Callie finished. "Honestly. I think he's even worse then my moments, at least they're only temporary."

Fred and George smiled. "Yeah. We agree and he's our brother."

Callie grinned and pulled Fred into a passionate kiss.

"Hay! What about me?" George mock yelled.

Callie smiled and kissed him just as passionately.

                                                                                        ****

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters. I'm only borrowing them and gender swapping Harry.