Pulling George into another hug, he stroked his Twin's hair, leaning his head against his brother's for a moment. 'No Tig, but we'll get back there. Promise.'
Hearing a commotion through the back, Fred's attention snapped to the Healers. He just caught a glimpse of bright blue robes before doors closed behind them. A little nudge caught his attention again and he nodded. 'Right.' His voice was determined and he released his hold on George to stride over to the welcome desk.
'Excuse me,' his polite voice was impeccable, as always. 'My Twin, Fred Weasley, is on Oliver Wood's next of kin list. Is there any chance he could go back and see Oliver? There was an accident at the match.' He watched as the woman checked his story and very reluctantly nodded. 'Could I go with him?' The witch scowled, but again nodded. 'Only as far as the ward door.'
Thanking her, he went and collected his Twin, 'right Fred, you're allowed up and in to see Oliver. I'll be right outside okay?'
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