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Fred watched as Sara walked back and forth inside the living room of their flat, looking at the floor. Every few seconds she would look up at him, furrow her eyebrows, and then back at the floor.
"Love, would you stop doing that? You're making me dizzy" he said softly smiling at brown headed girl.
Sara stopped walking and looked at him "I'm making you dizzy?! You are dead Fred! Dead!" she said putting her hands on her head "Oh my god I'm talking to a dead person, I must be going insane" she muttered to herself and started walking again. After she walked to the flat's door, and then back to the kitchen's door four times, Fred counted them, she stopped. "I need some water" she said mostly to herself. Fred looked at her go into the kitchen and a few minutes later come back out in the living room with a glass of water in her hand.
"You're not going insane Sara" he told her walking towards her. Her eyes widened and she started walking back to the kitchen, never breaking eye contact with him.
"Please don't touch me" she said in a weak voice and Fred stopped walking "I'm going mental, that is the only explanation for this, I'm going absolutely mental" she drank a few sips of the water and looked at the ceiling "I'm going to end up at St. Mungo's just like Mary"
"You know she is not actually mental, she really does see her son" Sara's head snapped back at him.
"Of course, she does...bloody mental that's what I am" she muttered bitterly.
"Oh Merlin stop it!" Fred told her in a loud voice "You are not going mental, I am here Sara, I am actually here, standing in the living room of our flat, while George is downstairs in the shop with Verity"
"How come then? How come you are here Fred?"
"I don't know okay? I mean, I've always been here, always. I've been watching you all this year, how sad you've been, not only you, I've also been watching George and all my family. It's been killing me how sad you all are and that it's my fault, and mostly that I can't do anything about it" Fred said and sat down on the couch with his head on his hands "It kills me to see you all like this, and I can't do anything about it because...because I let myself get killed. And I'm always around you all, but none of you ever sees me, it's been quite frustrating trying to get you to pay attention to me you know? And then suddenly, today when you walked out of the graveyard you looked back at me and waved, so I realized now you can see me! I don't know how or why, but you can" he turned his head to her, while still kipping it in his hands, and looked at those blue eyes he loved "You don't know how much I've miss you love" he whispered, his eyes gleaming with tears.
"I imagine just as much as I've missed you" Sara replied smiling lightly. Ok, she actually knew this couldn't be real, this had to be a dream, like come on, her dead boyfriend suddenly appears in front of her? Claiming he's been accompanying her since he died? And like actually trying to communicate with her? Of course, it was a dream! If she wasn't going mental, then this was definitely a dream, she's been missing Fred so much lately, and mixed with all Hermione said the other day about time turners and the possibility of saving him, she was obviously dreaming this weird situation. Merlin her mind could trick her when it wanted. Well, she should take advantage of this weird, but wonderful dream.
Still smiling she walked to the couch where he was sitting and sat down beside him. "Can I touch you?" she asked weary.
"I don't know" he replied almost in a whisper. For both, the situation was completely new, like seriously how many cases of dead boyfriends returning from the dead to be with their girlfriends did they know? Not many. Slowly Sara raised her hand to the side of his face, not quite touching him. "I can feel the heat from your hand" he said, and Sara frowned.
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