Chapter 2 - Holey Secret
Just after lying down for a few minutes, George became restless. The voice he had heard, his own dead twin’s voice, he couldn’t get it out of his mind, try as he might. And yet again, tears welled up in his eyes, and yet again he didn’t try to put a stop to them.
“Hello Georgie! I am here again. You want to talk to me, right, don’t you?”
“Yes, I do want to talk to you, Fred, but where are you? Why can’t I see you? And if you’re dead, then how can you talk to me?” asked George, surprising himself, because his twin brother had died, and he had an inkling that this was some prank.
“Oh, I don’t think I will tell you how I am doing this, hahahaha! But rest assured, the medium I have found to talk to you, is quite reliable and permanent,” replied Fred’s voice, which made George strengthen on the point that this was no joke, and was indeed Fred speaking from somewhere.
(Note: I made these drawings myself :D)
“Wha-!?”
“-Listen,” Fred interrupted, “ What the hell are you doing, lying down here in the Common Room, when the whole Wizarding population is battling? When Voldemort, himself is inside our Hogwarts! A war is going on, you idiot!”
“Oh Fred! You know, it came as quite a shock that you died, but-“
“Ok, I get what you mean. Now go, fight!”
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