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Fred rubbed his elbow slightly, for something called a funny bone, it wasn't funny when it got hit. It was unpleasant and tingly. 'Soph,' he returned her grin with a smirk. The younger Gryffindor always seemed happy to see him or George. He supposed it was their magnetic characters that seemed to draw people to them, the fact that they could both charm the pants off anyone also helped.

'Whoa, steady. George is fine, so stop the worrying.' Indicating himself, he splayed a palm against his chest, fingertips pressing against his shirt lightly. 'As you can see, I'm all in one piece, so no need to frown.'

Falling into step beside her, he avoided his healer's gaze as they passed the man, who was writing notes in a record with Fred's name on it. Quite a large one, it had to be said, but with the amount of times he'd ended up in the hospital since childhood with various scrapes and burns, he wasn't surprised.