Autumn knew she had to except who she was. Mutation and all. So with Pietro's help she was going to overcome prejudice, until three men come marching to Pietro's door. I might not even continue with this, please don't expect much!

As the figure of George Weasley stood in the middle of what was left of the Entrance Hall, all he could ask himself was Why? Why did it have to be Fred, his best friend, his brother, his twin? His other half. A really, really short one-shot about George weasley and short moment he has after the death of Fred. First fanfiction that I have published on here so hope it's not rubbis