Harry had serched almost the entire house, and saw George doing the same. He had not found Ginny, nor any traces of her. Panic started to overcome him and he felt a sinking feeling in his stomache. Usually it was the time of feeling he only got momentarily, but this one stayed and made him want to be sick right there and then.
Hermione stood up as Fred walked back towards her. She took his appearance in. His slightly messy red hair that his family shared, his usual T-shirt and casual pants, covered in somewhat worn wizard robes. Her eyes made contact with his bright hazel ones and her stomache did a kind of leaping thing as he walked closer. "Yes... I'm perfectly fine..." She said, noticing that he was still clutching his side. She moved her her hand to where his was, on the side of his stomache, moved his hand, and placed hers gently where he had been touching it. "Though, I'm not so sure if you're alright." She kept her eyes on her hand, almost as if she was entranced by what she was doing.
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