( Chapter i found on my backup file. )

Hi i am so so sorry i will paste what i have just posted on my profile

( Ok i am so so sorry that my stories where deleted. My sister hacked my account and deleted them and the chapters saved on my computer, also making it impossible for me to acess my account.

I have been trying to re-write everything but as you can guess its a hard thing to do. My sister did this in revenge not understanding that my fanfics are like my little babies ( in a non creepy way od course).

I am not sure if there is a way to send everyone who has me on alert a PM informing them on this. If you know if there is a way i can do that please PM me. I have re-written chapters ready to load on here but i may also be adding or starting a few new stories in the mean time.

Thanks)

i will have them re-loaded asap

Disclaimer:I do not own harry potter or any of the characters.

George pov:

when people look at us all they see is the pranksters, the Weasly twins but never the individual. Fred doesn't mind the attention, you could say he basks in it. He is the one who comes up with the pranks and the outgoing one out of us, you could say I'm the shy twin and the more careful one. Lying here in bed I know that if I move my head I can see Fred in his bed, only his bright red hair is showing and if I listen closely enough I can hear his deep breathing. Sometimes I think I know more about Fred then I do myself, I hate myself for being jealous of him and the way seems to breath confidence but then I tell myself that I'm being foolish and selfish and shouldn't think such things.

I can hear Fred waking now and I close my eyes and pretend that I have been sleeping. "George mate wake up" I can hear his footsteps as he approaches my bed, I bring my head out over my covers and look over at him, he looks at me with that sleepy smile of his as he brushes his hands through his hair. "I'll meet you down there", I say bringing the covers over and move to get out of bed, "ill see you down there then " Fred says as he lazily walks out the door throwing me a smile that he reserves for me, "I'll grab you some food or else there will be none left for you to have" he says as he walks out the door.

I get out of bed and move toward the bathroom brushing my hair out of my tired eyes, turning on the shower I strip of my bed clothes and step in enjoying the warm sensation on my skin as water sprays down. Drying of I change into an old pair of jeans and a baggy jumper and slowly head my way down stairs, "Ron dear don't talk with your mouth full" and "where are my shoes mum" echo up the stairs and I smile, my family are probably eating and rushing around trying to find lost things, our house is normally like this in the morning but what can you expect with seven children. "I saved you a seat", I turn around and find Fred pointing to a spare seat by the side of him as a piece of bacon hangs from his mouth. "Thanks" mumble making my way over and dropping down and start digging into my pile of eggs and bacon on the plate in front of me. "Slow down there George the food isn't going to disappear and anyway you could stand to lose a few pounds" shouts Percy my older brother from the other side of the table. Dropping my fork I try to digest the food I was eating and look up, "don't listen to him dear, there's enough here for everyone" my mum shouts but I just look down at the plate of food I had been devouring and feel a sense of disgust rush through me. "you ok there George" says Fred, ,looking up I mumble something half intelligently and slowly continue to eat the food. Am I really starting to get pudgy I think to myself as I self consciously look down at myself, have I really been letting myself go. Slanting my head to look at Fred I study the differences between us, am I really bigger than him I wonder as I finish my food and with a light wave of my hand as a goodbye I make my way upstairs and into the bathroom.

Turning round to face the mirror I carefully inspect myself carefully and try to find the offending extra weight. Fiddling around with my jumper I take a look at my stomach, I think I have gotten fatter I think to myself poking my stomach and scowling. Maybe I should just cut down on some of the fatty foods I eat I ponder once again poking at my stomach, I cant allow myself to get any bigger I say to myself determinedly. "George you in there" says Fred from the other side of the door, pulling down my jumper I open the to to face a worried looking Fred. "are you ok mate you left pretty quickly", sure I say turning into our room why I question Fred. "ummm no worries" says Fred scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, " mum was wondering if we wanted to go to Diagon alley with her later. " why not" I say plastering a determined expression on my face for once.

This Is my first fanfic so try not to be harsh please thanks, I will keep this story updated regularly if there is an interest in it.