George's pov

I stormed upstairs and packed all my clothes. If she thought I was going to change my mind about this just because she kicked me out, then she's just as clueless as the rest of them.
I heard more screaming from downstairs but couldn't make out what it was, then Fred came barreling through the door. He too started to pack his things.

"What are you doing mate?" I asked him annoyed.

"Packing my things you git" he replied without missing a beat.

"Your not coming with me Fred. I don't think you understand. I'm not going to be allowed to come home. Not ever, and if you come with me you won't either."

"And that's precisely why I am coming with you. We'll find somewhere to stay, but I'm not just going to abandon you because mum kicked you out. Your my twin."

"Ok mate if you wanna come with then hurry and pack." I told my twin, smiling. I wasn't going to win this argument so I wasn't even going to try. Once Fred set his mind to something he always got it. I'm just glad he didn't react how mum did when I told him. I couldn't stand having my twin be disgusted in me.

We finished packing and used the floo to get to Hogwarts, where a lot of the other students were staying for winter break. We headed to our dorm and started to unpack. When we were done, we decided to take a stroll around the school.

The thought of what I just did came crashing down on me all if the sudden, and I stopped dead in my tracks.

My own mum kicked me out of the house for good. And for one little thing. I slowly slid down the wall I was leaning on and put my head on my knees. Tears started to make their way into my eyes and drip down my face. I fucked up big time and it's to late to take it back.

George sat next to me and slung his arm around my shoulder, comforting me while I cried. He doesn't need to ask what's wrong.

I start to sob harder at the thought of what I told my mom. The look if disappointment making it's way onto her face. The look of disgust that soon followed, and finally the anger. Now I not only got myself disowned but my twin to.

Then I thought about what my friends would do if I told then the same thing. No doubt they'd react the same way. And Charlotte. Would she understand, or would she too just be disgusted?
I decided I didn't want to find out.

"Fred you have to promise not to tell anyone why we got kicked out of the house," I demanded through my tears.

"Promise," he replied.

I continued to cry, and then I heard ,"Fred? George? Oh my gosh George what happened?!"

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