𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎 & 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐓
Act II, Scene II

❝That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.❞

─── William Shakespeare

"Fred, you weren't alone in the explosion! George, Percy, Harry and Ron were there too! We must get them too, in case something happens to them, now you're not there!", I said, and we immediately left the room to look for our friends and family.

"You said Percy was there? My brother?", Fred said while we rushed along the corridor.

"Yes, you had just reconciled and then...", I couldn't end the sentence because I saw the four boys outmatched by five death eaters. We ran as fast as we could and joined in the fight. Whoever our opponents were, they were strong and almost unbeatable, even with all of us fighting.

I tried hard to concentrate, because this was the battle in which the wall had been brought down and Fred had died. It was not allowed to come to the explosion. So I fought as hard as I could, firing one spell after another, until there was only one more opponent left.

"Hello, minister", I heard Percy say to the last Death Eater, a short wizard whose hood had just slipped, "Did I mention I'm resigning?"

"You're joking, Perce!", Fred shouted as the Death Eater he and Percy had just been duelling against collapsed. "You actually are joking, Perce... I don't think I've heard you joke since you were five."

And then they hugged, and I knew that all danger of a sudden explosion was gone. Fred had survived. I had survived.

Fiction hadn't repeated itself. We were not Romeo and Juliet. We were Fred and Juliet, and our story was a not theirs, for we would both live our happily ever after. Together.