"Ginny!" I yell down the stairs.

"What do you want, Jean?" Ginny asks me as she walks up the stairs. 

"I need to spill this tea on you!" 

"What! No, don't spill anything on me! This is a new shirt!" She tells me.

"No, I'm not actually going to spill anything. Huh, I guess it's just a Muggle thing. I meant I have news to tell you!"

"Oh. Oh, oh! C'mon then, dump the tea, was it?"

"Hahaha, spill the tea, but yeah, we need to go to my room before I say anything incriminating." Ginny just nods and follows me up to the top of the burrow. As we walk up to my room, I start feeling a little dizzy, but I force the feeling away. When we get there I just blank. I totally forgot what I was going to say, everything feels completely normal. It feels too normal. My woozy feeling has escalated to a jarring headache but, again, I force the feeling away. I don't understand this. My vision starts blurring and the ground looks like it coming up just to slap me, and there's a bang and a loud scream, I realize it's a combination of my screams and Ginny's as I black out. 

I wake up with a throbbing headache, I keep my eyes closed. There's someone next to me. Is it Ginny? Were we attacked? Are the Death Eaters back? They must be! Oh fu- Wait. I realize it's not Ginny who's next to me, It's someone larger, broader, and a lot taller. I crack open an eye.

"Fred!?"

"Darli- Herimone..." He says.

"What in Merlin's name happened?" I ask as I open my other eye.

"I'm not entirely sure, but..." He hesitates.

"But what!? I'm sorry, what happened?" I ask again.

"But, I do know that you blacked out at the same time as I did," He tells me, "so, this must be connected," He gestures to the space between us." 

"Good grammer, Frederick."

"Thank you, Milady." He jokes.

"Don't ever call me that again." I giggle.

"Whatever you say, Boss." 

"So, you and I both blocked out at the same time. You were at WWW, right?" I ask.

"Yeppers, the one and only," I give him a stern look, "Yes, I was at the infamous Weasley Wizard Wheezes." I have a feeling I'm on to something, but what?

"And how far is WWW?" I ask him.

"Why...?" I give him another look, "It's about thirty miles, twenty minutes flying on a  broom."

"Gracias," I thanked him.

"De nada, that means you're welcome." He tells me with a little snark in his tone.

"I know what de nada means."

"So, we blacked out at the same time, we were thirty miles apart and... And when did you leave for work?" He gives me a confused look, "Just answer me, please." 

"I left, well, about twenty minutes before I blacked out," Fred tells me.

"I've got it!" I yell. Everyone comes rushing in like they know that I have the reason for this odd occurrence between me and Frederick.

"We can't be more than thirty miles apart," I state.

"But, why," Ginny asks.

"I don't know. Truly, I don't," they all look at me quizzically, "I'm just as surprised as all of you guys."

"Well, I guess you'll just have to come to work with us."

"Yeppers, you can come with us. Maybe we'll give you a post as the cashier," Fred offers.

"Um, sure." I get up and grab Ginny's arm, "Ginny and I have to discuss something," I shout to the rest of the Weasleys, Harry and Fleur.

"Ginny. Before, well, that, I was going to tell you that Fred and I have liked each other for a while and now we both know that, and now we're getting married and everything is moving so fast." I tell her, now hyperventilating as the past twenty-four hours catch up to me.

"Woah, Jean, slow down." Ginnt comforts me as she pats my back.

"Fred and I, we, us, we're... I don't even know what we are. Um, but, I do know that we're getting married."

Ginny's eyes fly wide open, further than I thought possible.

She's laughing now.

She doesn't believe me.