Fred's pov

The last letter had hit me hard. I didn't feel like pulling pranks right now, and George kept asking me what happened.

"Come on just tell me!" He was still pestering me.

"FINE JUST GO READ THE LETTERS PIXIE SENT ME!" Ugh.

He took a moment to read them, and then looked at me in guilt. "Oh, sorry, but she does have a point."

Great everyone was against me now.

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Pixie's pov

Fred had really made me mad, and I blew up on him.

It felt good.

We were currently at breakfast. George kept eyeing me and tried talking to me across the hall, but I can't read lips. I finally just pointed out of the hall, and he understood that.

"Why'd you say that to him?" Ok so one second he's for me the next he's against me.

I quickly told him back, "Why does he need to know everything about my life, and tell me who can and can't date me?"

"Really what did he say?" I took out the letters I decided to carry with me. "That git."

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George's pov

Fred was acting really stupid lately. He needed to get his act together. So I decided to give him a speech.

"Stop being a git, Fred," and that's all I could get out.

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Pixie's pov

"Pixie, what are you doing for the holidays?" George came up to me and asked politely.

I showed him, "I'm going to go to Remus's home." As much as I wanted to call it my own, I just wasn't quite used to it.

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I missed Fred a lot, but I was stubborn. I had replaced the thoughts of Fred with Terence, but anytime I would stop to breath, Fred came back to me. I just couldn't help it.

Terence had asked to meet me, so that's where I was heading. Memories of Fred and me dancing in the night came back.

If anything else happened I could just cry.

"We've become distant in the past few weeks. Grant-it we've been together for a month or two, but there's other things too. I started to date you as a bet between my friends and I, but then it became more. I actually liked you for you. But it doesn't feel right and I don't want to trouble you. So," I felt hurt, but so relieved.

"Yeah just go with it. I'm okay," then I saw him relieved as well.

And that was that. Except it wasn't. First breakups are hard no matter what.

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I had my bag on my back, and my dog's leash in my hands.

Juneau was dragging me after the twins. When Fred turned around at the wrong moment, Juneau sent me flying towards him. He greedily accepted me into a hug. "Hello, Pixie," I guess we were on good terms again. "I just came to see you off. Well anyways I'm seeing you off. Bye now." He stuffed me in the train, and that's when I found I seat by a window and wrote: "Mail me!" He nodded in approval, and walked off. I didn't know if he'd mail me or not. All I could do was hope.

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Oh no! What will happen next? Tune in next week on Friday even though it's Thursday.