Hermione walked into Grimmauld place and brushed the snow off her hair and shoulders.
“Hey ‘Mione” An annoyingly familiar voice called as she took off her coat and boots.
“Yes George?” She turned to face him and was shocked to see that only one of the infamous Weasley twins was standing before her.
George let out a small laugh, “I’ll never understand how you’ve been able to tell us apart.”
“Speaking of, where is said brother you can’t be told apart from?” Hermione tilted her head curiously.
George frowned before nodding to the upstairs, “In our room, he’s been having a rough time, what with dad being attacked and all”
“I don’t blame him, this is more than any of you should have to deal with,” Hermione tugged on her sweater sleeve, “Maybe I can go talk to him?”
“Good luck, he’s barely talking to me, and I’m the resident twin brother and best friend of the poor bastard”
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