"Can I call you Tori? You know Tori, I'm a great friend."
"I don't get it, why are you being nice to me?"
"Maybe I don't want to see you friendless."
When Victoria Silvers, who comes from a long line of Slytherins, is sorted into Gryffindor her life...
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When Fred and Arthur touched down, they both immediately put their arms around the other as Fred's Harry face transformed back into his own.
"Gideon. Where's George?" Fred asked Kingsley, who had asked him what his middle name was. Kingsley paused for a moment before calmly telling them about George's accident.
"He's inside. Arthur, I need to you answer a question before you go in—"
"I'll prove who I am, Kingsley, after I've seen my son, now back off if you know what's good for you!"
Fred had never heard Arthur shout like that before. He burst into the living room, his bald patch gleaming with sweat, his spectacles askew, Fred right behind him.
"Arthur!" sobbed Molly. "Oh thank goodness!"
"How is he?" Arthur dropped to his knees beside George.
Fred seemed to be lost for words. He gaped over the back of the sofa at his twin's wound as if he could not believe what he was seeing. There was a big gaping hole where George's ear used to be, but George slept soundly. Fred felt rather sickly as he watched over his brother.
"Where's Tori?" Fred said suddenly, glancing over his shoulder to look at Harry. She wouldn't have left George's side. "Wasn't she with you and Hagrid?"
Harry was silent so Fred asked again.
"Harry. Where's Tori?"
"There— There was a Death Eater behind us... and well— Tori was fending them off... something happened to her broom— I tried to grab for her, I did but she fell... and I don't think..."
A feeling of sick dread came over Fred. No. There must have been some mistake... Tori couldn't be gone. Tori and George in one night...
The door burst open a moment later, not even giving Fred a chance to have a physical reaction. Tori was in the doorway. Her hair was windblown and messy and she looked frightened, but overall appeared okay. Fred stood up immediately but before Tori could take another step, Lupin held up his wand to her throat.
"What is your boggart?"
"What?" Tori asked, looking bewildered.
"Your boggart. Answer the question."
"My... why?"
"Answer the question!"
"A big silver snake!" Tori shrieked. "The one from the Silvers crest!" Lupin lowered his wand and Tori rushed into Fred's arms. They both then crouched down to George who slowly began to stir.
"How do you feel, Georgie?" whispered Molly as she stroked his hair.
George's fingers groped for the side of his head.
"Saintlike," He murmured.
"What's wrong with him?" croaked Fred, looking terrified. "Is his mind affected?"
