HARRY POV

Suddenly I heard footsteps. "What do you want now? Oh, it's you Harry" The door opened, and there stood Fred Weasley, alive and in color.

"But you died... and here you are... how?" I stumbled over my words.

"Come in Harry, no one else is here. I promise," Fred opened the door wider to let me in. 

I walked in and we sat in the kitchen. "How are you alive?" I ask him once we were settled. 

"I never died, I was in a coma. My heart stopped beating for two days. Hermione knew I didn't die. She helped me wake up. It gave my family quite a fright when I woke up, they all cried and hugged me," Fred paused as if collecting his thoughts. "Did you know Hermione wanted to be a healer? It was written in the Prophet about her recent engagement. She talked about some bloke who tried assaulted her and her fiance. She is so strong and smart. That guy must be very lucky. Do you still talk to Hermione, Harry?"

"No," I grind out. "I loved her and she left me for Malfoy. I met someone named Monica Macmillan. Her cousin is Ernie Macmillan. We aren't dating, just seeing." 

"So she's a one and done? Or a friend with benefits?"

"Both, I guess," I look down suddenly feeling self-conscious and ashamed of myself.

"Well Harry, if you're looking for Ginny, she's preparing for her wedding to Blaise Zabini. I wouldn't go looking for her. With what you did, mum and the rest of the family hate you. You insulted Hermione, broke my sister's heart and almost killed my little brother. How's that for a personal record Harry?" Fred stares at me as we lapse into silence. A wooshing sound comes from another room, probably the floo network.  Footsteps travel from the fireplace to the stairs, making loud thumping noises.  "You better go now, Harry. They'll come for you. You're not safe. Here or anywhere. Go be with Monique or whatever her name was." With that, Fred pulls me up and shoves me out the front door.

I break out at a run and start to go down the dirt road, hoping I could forget everything that happened. I stopped to catch my breath and then I disapparated to Monica's flat.